Location: Surya Lok
High above the Earth, in the radiant realm of Surya Lok, a brilliant spectacle was unfolding. The palace of Surya Dev, the lord of the Sun, stood resplendent, adorned with celestial flowers and intricate decorations. The grandeur of the place was so magnificent that it glowed like a second Sun, casting its brilliance across the heavens. Every corner of Surya Lok seemed to pulsate with life, and the air buzzed with excitement and anticipation.
Servants bustled about with hurried steps, their golden robes fluttering behind them as they rushed to complete the final preparations. Every devata and celestial being within Surya Lok was busy, ensuring that everything was perfect for the upcoming event. Today was no ordinary day—today marked the arrival of someone who would forever alter the balance of the universe.
In the midst of all this hustle, two figures stood out, directing the flurry of activity with calm composure. Devi Sanjana, the wife of Surya Dev, and Devi Chaya, her shadow counterpart, were overseeing the rituals that would welcome a being of immense power and destiny. Both goddesses, though different in nature, shared the same radiant love for what was about to come—the birth of a son destined to be one of the greatest warriors the universe had ever seen.
Meanwhile, in his throne room, Surya Dev himself sat anxiously. His golden form flickered with anticipation as he awaited the culmination of the divine rituals. The arrival of his son, a child born not only of celestial essence but of cosmic purpose, weighed heavily on his mind. His thoughts drifted, knowing that the child's birth was not just a blessing for him and his family but an event that held significance for the universe itself.
Far above in the realms beyond, the Tridevs—Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva—and the Tridevis—Saraswati, Lakshmi, and Parvati—observed all that was unfolding. Their smiles reflected a profound understanding of the events about to transpire. They knew the cause of this child's arrival, the purpose behind his birth, and the impact it would have on the balance of the cosmos.
This child—he—was none other than Karna, the radiant one.
The Birth of Karna
As the final moments of the ritual approached, Devi Sanjana and Devi Chaya completed the sacred rites. The yagna fire blazed brighter than ever before, its flames reaching toward the heavens, illuminating Surya Lok with an otherworldly glow. As the devatas and devas chanted, the air became heavy with divine energy, and the realm itself seemed to tremble with anticipation.
Suddenly, from the heart of the flames, a divine presence emerged. A beam of golden light, more radiant than the Sun itself, shot forth from the powers of Vishnu and Lakshmi, Shiva and Parvati, and coalesced in front of Devi Sanjana and Devi Chaya. The light took form, gradually shaping into a glowing, lotus-eyed infant boy. His skin shimmered like molten gold, and his innocent gaze held the depth of the universe.
The baby boy had arrived. He was beautiful beyond words, with a divine aura that filled all of Surya Lok with a sense of awe and reverence. The devatas fell silent, their eyes wide in wonder at the sight of this miraculous child.
Devi Sanjana cradled the child gently in her arms, her heart brimming with love. "Our son," she whispered softly to Devi Chaya, who smiled in return. The two goddesses, though different aspects of the same being, felt an overwhelming connection to this infant who represented the culmination of their shared love with Surya Dev.
But just as Surya Dev moved to embrace his newborn son, he felt a sudden and powerful pull. It was as if a force from the Earth itself was calling him, drawing him away from Surya Lok. His radiant form flickered in confusion, and then he understood—he was being summoned.
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Mahabharat - The Changed Fate
Historical FictionWhat if Karna is the most powerful ruler of the world? What if he is son of king of Ayodhya? What if his love story has a beautiful ending? What if Mahabharat changes? In this world, Karna's story ends not in sorrow but in triumph. He is remembered...