THE STORYTELLING SAGE
“Lo, the play of the Gods!” chuckled Suta, once again.
“Krishna loved to play, and Shiva loved to watch Him play. He loved the infant Krishna’s delightful ability to steal butter cookies from His mother’s larder, much before He was a full-blown God. He smiled at Krishna’s charming adolescence as He dallied with the infatuated cowgirls of Vrindavan.
Then again, years later, when the time came for Krishna to sermonise Arjuna about divinity on the battlegrounds of Kurukshetra, Shiva had watched from an eternally witnessing sky above, listening intently along with others to Krishna’s song of God, the Bhagwad Gita.
When Krishna sang eloquently to Arjuna about Mahakaal, The Great Timelessness, Shiva smiled again. He had known this song even before Krishna was born. He, verily, had known it even before Rama’s time,” said Suta.
“This is fascinating, Gurudeva… tell me more!” implored Shaunaka.
“Time can only tell stories in bits about the Timeless, Shaunaka,” said the wise Sage quietly. “The story will go on and on, forever. There will be many more tellings, many more listenings…”
“Krishna loved to play, and Shiva loved to watch Him play. He loved the infant Krishna’s delightful ability to steal butter cookies from His mother’s larder, much before He was a full-blown God. He smiled at Krishna’s charming adolescence as He dallied with the infatuated cowgirls of Vrindavan.
Then again, years later, when the time came for Krishna to sermonise Arjuna about divinity on the battlegrounds of Kurukshetra, Shiva had watched from an eternally witnessing sky above, listening intently along with others to Krishna’s song of God, the Bhagwad Gita.
When Krishna sang eloquently to Arjuna about Mahakaal, The Great Timelessness, Shiva smiled again. He had known this song even before Krishna was born. He, verily, had known it even before Rama’s time,” said Suta.
“This is fascinating, Gurudeva… tell me more!” implored Shaunaka.
“Time can only tell stories in bits about the Timeless, Shaunaka,” said the wise Sage quietly. “The story will go on and on, forever. There will be many more tellings, many more listenings…”
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