Prologue

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"Nine forms,my beloved?"

Teases Narayana,
Mischief in his voice evident,
Softened with affection.

In the euphoric atmosphere of Vishnuloka,
Lovingly conversed,
The majestic king and the graceful queen.

Lakshmi nods coyly,
Hues of scarlet coating her cheeks,
Yet playfulness did not leave her eyes.

Holding her lotus hands,
Gently he begins to speak.

"Being Radhika,your soul would be inseparable from mine.
And the thoughts of Rukmini would never leave my mind.

For my charming Jambavati,
I would come for her as RamaKrishna,
To take her away.

Oh my precious gem of truth,
As Bhama you would be my darling universe.

Kalindi will be the sweet flow of love in my heart.
My wait for Yamasodari comes to an end,
So does her penance for me.

Mitravinda would be,
My sunshine of warmth and prosperity,
The virtue behind my victory will be Satyaa,
My Pinnai,a splitting image of hers.

Bhadra would be my light of auspicious bliss.
Sulakshana,my radiant moon of solace and smiles."

"And Krishna would be,
The lord of their life,
Enchanting and enigmatic"
Voiced an emotional Padmaa.

"For the sake of our children,
To redefine and restore the values,
Of Dharma and Prema,
It's time we descend,
Once again."

The entire cosmos rejoiced,
For it was time for the lord and the lady to descend indeed.
And teach this world the significance,
Of devotion true.

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