As the sun begins to rise, in the tranquil embrace of the sacred Ganga, a basket drifted gently, cradling a newborn with divine radiance, eyes like sparkling jewels and hair as dark as the night sky with golden highlights as bright as sun's rays.
As Karna floated, he began to stir, his tiny hands splashing playfully in the cool water. His laughter, like tinkling bells, filled the air. As the river's current cradled him, tiny Karna giggled and cooed, the fishes darted around him, curious about the newcomer in their midst. Karna, unaware of his unusual circumstances, reached out to touch them.
As his laughter echoed melodiously along the riverbanks, the sun shone even more brightly overhead, casting a warm glow on the infant's chubby cheeks. Birds chirped joyfully from the branches above, as if celebrating the arrival of this special child. Karna, with his innocent charm, seemed to bring a new kind of brightness around him.
Occasionally, a gentle breeze would sway the leaves of the trees, causing ripples on the surface of the water. Karna, fascinated by these ripples, would try to catch them with his tiny fingers, giggling all the while. His laughter, like the river itself, flowed freely and touched the hearts of all who heard it
Devi Ganga, enchanted by Karna's innocent charm, whispered to Suryadev, who had descended from his abode to watch over his child, "Look at him, Suryadev. He's as radiant as you are, with a heart so pure."
Suryadev smiled warmly with pride in eyes, his golden rays reflecting off the water around Karna. "Indeed, Devi Ganga. He is after all a part me of."
They both observed karna who was entertaining himself with the nature around him. As if the nature was offering itself to the radiant child, the flower bloomed even wider and brighter, the seven colours of the rainbow ever present for when the son of Bhaskara looks up, the creatures of the forest moving to the banks. A group of curious ducklings paddled closer to investigate the strange sight of a baby shining brighter in a basket, while the monkeys playfully swung down from the branches to investigate the unusual sight just as the ducklings.
Suryadev and Devi Ganga who had their gaze set on karna chuckled softly seeing this. While Suryadev softly and gently guided the ducklings away, Devi Ganga rustled her waters, sending gentle waves to nudge the curious monkeys away. Meanwhile, Karna gurgled happily, his laughter blending with the gentle lapping of the river.
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In the ethereal realm, the Tridev and the Trideviyas also observed from Kailash, where they had all gathered, knowing Karna, despite his humble beginnings, was destined for greatness.They marveled at Karna's innocence and purity, his presence bringing a sense of tranquility to the cosmic realms.
Brahmadev, the creator, spoke thoughtfully. " As devi ganga said, his spirit is as pure as her water. Though he will face many challenges in his life, he will always remain untainted, like the sacred bhagirathi that takes in the sins of others yet remains unscathed and pure herself."
Narayan, the preserver, observed Karna's playful gestures with a twinkle in his eye. "He carries the strength of his lineage within him, destined to shape the course of time."
While, Mahadev, the destroyer, watched silently, his gaze reflecting both compassion and foresight. "His journey, as Brahmadev said, will be one of challenges and triumphs, though he will be guided by his own noble heart." (While the knowledge and wisdom he carries within him will always guide him and make sure he remains on the path of true dharma, this was heard by only Narayan.)
Mata Saraswati, the goddess of wisdom, smiled gently at the radiance and innocence the child gave off. "He will certainly grow to possess both immense knowledge and valor that shall be unmatched amongst mortals."
Mata Lakshmi, the goddess of wealth and fortune, blessed Karna silently, knowing his destiny would be intertwined with both prosperity and adversity. She felt an unknown connection to the radiant child of Suryanarayan. Though she did not voice her thoughts to anyone but how can anything be hidden from her Nath. Narayan, who could read the emotions of his shree, smiled gently at her but did not say anything.
Mata Parvati, the divine mother, with maternal affection softly spoke. "He will find true love and family, even amidst the trials that await him."
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As Karna continued to float through the river gently under the watchful eyes of Suryadev and Devi Ganga, a celestial lotus descended from the heavens and gently settled on his chest, its petals glowing with divine light. Brahmadev, Mata Saraswati and Mata Parvati turned to look at Mata Lakshmi surprised by her gesture while, Mahadev and Narayan smiled knowingly.
And so, under the watchful eyes of Suryadev, Devi Ganga, the Tridev, and the Trideviyas, little Karna continued to float downstream. Unaware of the celestial audience observing his every move, he embraced each moment with innocent joy and boundless curiosity. His laughter echoed through the heavens, a testament to the purity and resilience of a soul destined for extraordinary greatness.
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As he floated along the sacred river, Karna's mind was a canvas of innocence and curiosity. He gazed up at the azure sky, the golden sun casting its warm glow upon his cherubic face.
Though he was too young to understand the world around him, Karna felt a sense of belonging in the embrace of the Ganges. As the river carried him gently downstream, he felt a bond with the elements, a connection to something greater than himself.
As he drifted along, Karna's journey mirrored the twists and turns of fate itself. Unbeknownst to him, he was destined for greatness, his path intertwined with both the gods and mortals. But for now, he was just a baby, a tiny soul adrift in the timeless embrace of the sacred river. His destiny waiting patiently to unfold.
Karn, though an infant, possessed an innate understanding beyond his years. He felt the gentle cradles of ganga as her water formed a protective cocoon around him. He felt the warmth of Suryadev's love in the golden rays that caressed his cheeks each dawn. Every dusk, as the sun dipped below the horizon, he sensed Suryadev's presence watching over him, ensuring his safety throughout the night.
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For the next few days the basket that was the home of the Suryaputra kept gliding through the sacred river in constant care of devi ganga, who kept a vigilant eye around her to ensure the safety of the child she has come to love as her own, while Suryadev was mostly seen carrying karna in his arms and entertaining him by playfully flicker sunlight into the water, creating dancing patterns of gold that made the karna giggle with delight. It was the sight that warmed the heart of the dev that provided warmth to all, as he loved to watch Karna's chubby fingers reach out, trying to catch the shimmering reflections.
The days were filled with karna gazing his surroundings and being captivated by the two celestial guardians and the nature. Although, the surya family wanted to visit karna but were restricted for now as to many new faces can scare of the child, which was just an excuse made by Suryadev to spend as much time with his son as he can before he has to hand him over to his foster family. Devi ganga, Tridev, and trideviyas who saw all this were amused by the antics of suryadev to hog the attention of his son.
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And I am back after the writer's block in just 2 parts of the story. I have my respect for every single author, reporter, writer, columnist, novelist, poet, screenwriter,... multiplied to infinity and beyond (toy story ref!). Like how do y'all do it? I mean having ideas is so easy but putting them into words is not a piece of cake. I'd honestly prefer physics over this.
Anyway, losing my train of thought. I just wanted to say, that I am so overwhelmed with all the support that you all have given to this story in such a short period, and to me too by your encouraging response every time. I will try to update sooner (but not making any promises). As always please ignore any typos, grammatical errors, and mistakes within the text as it has not been edited yet. All feedbacks are appreciated.Stay tuned. Stay safe.
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