SATI, THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD.
Sati. The greatest magic that creation had ever seen.
Even as a child, Sati was magical.
She was beautiful not only in Her appearance, but also in spirit. From the very beginning, She exhibited in Her demeanour a fabulous confluence of royalty and humility, aristocracy and gentleness. She was like luminosity itself, as if She had a moon inside Her, which glowed at all times in the softest way. And yet, when the sun arose, Sati’s soft complexion golded into a glow even more dazzling than before, as if She contained the sun!
One day, Brihaspati walked into the palace of Daksha.
Brihaspati was the priest of all the celestial beings; his mere arrival was auspicious.
“Ah, what a lovely child!” he exclaimed as he set his sight upon Sati.“Normally nature gifts one with an outer beauty or an inner glow; it is rare when she gifts both. This child is radiant like the luminosity of Gods, a miracle, like creation itself!” he remarked.
“of course,” said Daksha haughtily. “She is my daughter, Dakshayani!”
“You think too much about yourself, Daksha,” said Brihaspati, brushing him aside. “Learn to look beyond your own persona; lift your eyes to the sky and you will see where your horizons end and those of the celestial beings only begin. This is not Dakshayani, this is indeed Bhagvati Jagdamba Herself!”
Even as a child, Sati was magical.
She was beautiful not only in Her appearance, but also in spirit. From the very beginning, She exhibited in Her demeanour a fabulous confluence of royalty and humility, aristocracy and gentleness. She was like luminosity itself, as if She had a moon inside Her, which glowed at all times in the softest way. And yet, when the sun arose, Sati’s soft complexion golded into a glow even more dazzling than before, as if She contained the sun!
One day, Brihaspati walked into the palace of Daksha.
Brihaspati was the priest of all the celestial beings; his mere arrival was auspicious.
“Ah, what a lovely child!” he exclaimed as he set his sight upon Sati.“Normally nature gifts one with an outer beauty or an inner glow; it is rare when she gifts both. This child is radiant like the luminosity of Gods, a miracle, like creation itself!” he remarked.
“of course,” said Daksha haughtily. “She is my daughter, Dakshayani!”
“You think too much about yourself, Daksha,” said Brihaspati, brushing him aside. “Learn to look beyond your own persona; lift your eyes to the sky and you will see where your horizons end and those of the celestial beings only begin. This is not Dakshayani, this is indeed Bhagvati Jagdamba Herself!”
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