THE MYSTERIOUS BEAUTY
She appeared daily, without fail, at the end of each meditation. So much so, He had come to know Her as the end of all things. And yet, as the rider had said, She was ‘Isness’. Sati. She who ‘Is’.
But She never manifested even once outside the meditations. It was as if She was building up a tremendous amount of energy all this while; taking Her time to explode into a magnificent manifestation. One, that the whole universe would never have seen before. That is what Rudra started wanting: For Sati to actually manifest.
When the want becomes so much, it happens. One day, She came in His meditation and even as He stared at Her, She returned the stare with an enchanting smile. She didn’t disappear, like always. Rudra edged His way towards Her,
“Who are you?” He finally asked.
“I am you, Rudra,” She said. “But to make things simpler, I am Sati.”
“I love you,” Rudra uttered, surprising even Himself. “I have been dreaming of you even though we have never met. How do you know my name?”
“I love you too, Rudra. You say we have never met. The truth is, we have never been apart. Ever.”
“I am your eternal wife, your love, and as you say so many times- your life,” said Sati. “But you will remember all this only when you are Shiva again, Rudra.”
“Shiva?”
“Try to go back to the future, my Lord, where I await you and where we are always.”
“Where we are always? Where am I?” asked Rudra. “This is Kailash, is it not?”
“Yes, it is. We never left. But you need to go look into the future.
Be Shiva, Rudra,” said Sati enigmatically.
Shiva!! On Sati’s saying of the name, a tinkling of bells began, joined by chimes from across the snowy vales, growing into a crescendo.
( SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.)
But She never manifested even once outside the meditations. It was as if She was building up a tremendous amount of energy all this while; taking Her time to explode into a magnificent manifestation. One, that the whole universe would never have seen before. That is what Rudra started wanting: For Sati to actually manifest.
When the want becomes so much, it happens. One day, She came in His meditation and even as He stared at Her, She returned the stare with an enchanting smile. She didn’t disappear, like always. Rudra edged His way towards Her,
“Who are you?” He finally asked.
“I am you, Rudra,” She said. “But to make things simpler, I am Sati.”
“I love you,” Rudra uttered, surprising even Himself. “I have been dreaming of you even though we have never met. How do you know my name?”
“I love you too, Rudra. You say we have never met. The truth is, we have never been apart. Ever.”
“I am your eternal wife, your love, and as you say so many times- your life,” said Sati. “But you will remember all this only when you are Shiva again, Rudra.”
“Shiva?”
“Try to go back to the future, my Lord, where I await you and where we are always.”
“Where we are always? Where am I?” asked Rudra. “This is Kailash, is it not?”
“Yes, it is. We never left. But you need to go look into the future.
Be Shiva, Rudra,” said Sati enigmatically.
Shiva!! On Sati’s saying of the name, a tinkling of bells began, joined by chimes from across the snowy vales, growing into a crescendo.
( SHIVA, The Ultimate Time Traveller.)
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