WHEN I WAS SATI AND YOU WERE RUDRA…
He had virtually all the self-containment that anybody could ask for. And yet, He never got to the mystery of the woman. She appeared daily, without fail, at the end of each meditation.
One day She came in His meditation and even as He stared at Her, She returned the stare with an enchanting smile. He had been meditating ceaselessly for three nights and the result was that even in His thoughts, He was staggering.
“Who are you?” He finally asked.
“I am you, Rudra,” She said. “But to make things simpler, I am Sati.”
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