|| TejasvīPulomajā ||

|| Nava- Restlessness and Vulnerability ||

Danava Loka

Sachi's restless heart appeared to come back to normal as the Danava Sabha finally concluded, and the Danava Princess was very well aware that she could not have herself to be present in the presence of certain people, who's very behaviour and personality gave her a feeling of absolute discomfort, ironically in the Sabha of her own kin, and she resolved that she would no longer stay there, and nor did she want to present herself at the meal that her JyeshtaPita Viprachitti and JyeshtaMaha Simhika organised, and of course, her father Puloma gave in to his brother's request, and was ready to host it as well.

Sachi knew she could not be there, and she knew that the dinner was specifically arranged for the Daityas, and that thought of having to listen to all the ill words that they spoke about about the lord of the three worlds, Narayana, disturbed her as well. As she walked towards her mother, she only had flashes of the vicious words that the elder Daitya, Hiranyakashipu uttered, his words like the venom that were dripping with hatred and disrespect.

She herself was the princess of the clan of Diti, and that restricted her freedom and Bhakti for it was linked with her identity, but in her heart, she recognised Hari was as much as her Aaradhya Shankara was. Despite not being formally taught about ShankaraNarayana's equinamity and oneness, she always had a particular affinity to Bhagavan Narayana, someone she recognised as Hara's equal in a very young age. Despite not knowing much about Hari as much as she knew about Shiva, the word 'Hari' itself filled her with a sense of ease in any dire situation like the Panchakshari did, and that itself showed Sachi that her Bhakti for Hari would only increase with time, and she strived to know more about the sky-hued lord even more.

Her steps faltered as she felt a pair of cold palms on her shoulder, and she was immediately pulled away to the side, and her eyes shot up wide, and she heaved a heavy breath as she found Namuchi holding her, a sweet smile on his visage making her shudder.

Did he approach her, only to torment her more about the revelation in the Sabha previosly? Did her brother also inform the DaityaRaja about her scribing the lekha to her Pitamaha Kashyapa?

"Ah Sachi, I was just about to call for you, Bhagini!" Namuchi's smile widened more as he uttered his words and that made Sachi's heart race, her mind trying to fathom the reason he approached her and all possibilities of him taking her to meet the DaityaRaja who was probably burning in anger to punish her about the same.

"Bhrata...." Sachi muttered, her attention caught over by the expression on her mother's face, who was walking on the opposite direction of her's, conversing along with her father as she passed on specific glances towards Sachi.

Maybe her mother was discussing with her father about the fact that she was the one to inform Kashyapa Prajapati and indirectly Shakra Deva about the impending war, that made her mother's heart to lower at her rebellious acts, that were not actually so, but only something that a responsible granddaughter, and a self-respected woman would do.

She blinked sceptically, and turned her head to see Simhika on her toes, her face reflecting utmost glee, something that contrasted the expression on her own mother's visage. Sachi sensed something peculiar about the expression and she was struggling to resist the urge to intervene and comfort her mother who seemed utterly disturbed by the atmosphere around her, though she knew that inspite of her saying anything, Puloma's wife would continue to support Puloma despite of anything that she needed desparately at that moment. Self respect, confidence, resilience, and most importantly to have faith in the three-eyed lord of Kailasa.

She shuddered as her brother angrily shook her shoulders, his eyes reflecting the irritation that he bizzarely articulated without her having to do anything.