Sati. The greatest magic that creation had ever seen.
Even as a child, Sati was magical.
She was petite-limbed, but there was a sure strength in those limbs, a standing. She had wonderfully shaped fingers, but there was a different dimension when these fingers converged to shape Her hand; there was a holding of all things.
She was born as the epitome of demure femininity, yet there was a vibration of power about Her.
The earliest visitors said in one voice,“Seeing Her is to see God. It is Darsana itself.” -Shail Gulhati
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