Saga Of The Timeless (A Mahabharata Story)

14. Celestial Revelations

Tvarita's pov

I felt lighter than ever, as if the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders. Slowly, I opened my eyes, finding myself suspended in an endless expanse of tranquil water. The serene surface stretched out in every direction, mirroring a soft, ethereal glow that seemed to come from within. The endless sea whispered peace, embracing me in its calm.

A gentle voice echoed through the stillness. "Putri..."

I turned my head, searching for the source, but saw nothing at first. The voice came again, more insistent, "Putri..."

Then, I noticed a figure behind me. He sat with an air of serene authority, reclining on a majestic serpent bed. The realm around us was a paradise of divine beauty. The palace floated amidst the endless, crystal-clear waters, its walls crafted from luminous crystals and opalescent stones. These materials glowed softly, casting a multi-hued light that bathed the realm in a perpetual dawn.

The grand serpent bed belonged to Shesha Naga, the cosmic serpent. His countless heads shimmered with celestial light, adding to the divine splendor. Celestial beings moved gracefully, contributing to the harmonious atmosphere. Every element here reflected purity and cosmic harmony, offering me ultimate peace and enlightenment.

"Vasudev?" I called out, my voice tinged with confusion.

He smiled warmly, his eyes reflecting ancient wisdom. "Yes, Putri," he replied, his voice carrying a soft echo. "I am Vishnu."

I looked around in awe, trying to grasp the surreal beauty of my surroundings. "Where am I?" I asked again, standing amidst the floating water.

"You are in Vaikunth," Vasudev said, his tone imbued with timeless tranquility.

I gazed around, overwhelmed by the majesty of the moment. The shimmering water, the infinite expanse, and the comforting embrace of this realm felt both immense and soothing. It was as though I had been freed from all burdens, transcending the trials and tribulations of the mortal world.

"What?" I asked, my voice tinged with confusion.

"You came here to seek answers, Putri," Lord Vishnu replied, his tone imbued with deep reverence.

In an instant, the calm that had enveloped me shattered. The serene waters of Vaikunth, which had once been a sanctuary of peace, now seemed to ripple with the intensity of my memories and realizations. The tranquility was replaced by a surge of overwhelming emotions.

"You have endured great trials," Vasudev said compassionately. "Your pure heart and suffering have guided you to this sacred place. Here, you will find rest and understanding."

"Bhagwan Vishnu, can you truly give me answers?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mixture of hope and fear.

"Yes, Putri, ask me whatever you seek answers for ," Vishnu replied, his tone calm and reassuring.

Relief washed over me momentarily, but it was quickly overshadowed by a deep sense of resignation. "Why am I here, Bhagwan in this era? Will I ever return to my own era?" I asked, my voice flat and devoid of emotion with so many questions.

The smile on Bhagwan Vishnu's face faded, as if he was recalling a distant memory, lost in the depths of time.

"Putri," he began softly, "there was once a powerful Rishika named Vritika in the Treta Yuga, known for her unparalleled beauty and unshakeable devotion to the divine."

Vritika was a rare soul. Her devotion to God was so profound that even the celestial beings marveled at her existence. She was not just beautiful; she was radiant, her aura shimmering with a divine light. Her beauty was so captivating that kings, despite her humble birth, sought her hand in marriage. Her kindness was legendary; whenever a sage visited her humble ashram, they would leave with a boon, enchanted by her grace and purity.