Her love and devotion for the epic history of Mahabharata led her to travel to the past, the era of Mahabharata Dwapara Yug. As the sister of Krishna, our Dhaksha is here to discover her destiny in this epic story.
What tragedies will she encounter...
As I felt the gentle caress of a soft breeze on my face, I slowly opened my eyes, surprised to find myself enveloped by towering trees all around me. The forest was dense, a lush sanctuary that intrigued me. "Bhaiya? Kanha?" I called out to him, but he didn't respond. "Why am I here? What's happening? Where is my brother?"
As I made my way toward the forest, the gentle symphony of nature enveloped me—the melodious chirping of the birds, the soothing whisper of the soft breeze, and the calming sound of water nearby. It felt like a serene embrace, inviting me to find solace in its beauty.
"O'my lady, is that you?" I heard a loud voice call out. I turned to see a fair-toned young man with long hair, dressed in a bright yellow outfit, holding a bow in his hand. He looked strangely familiar to me. "Who are you?" I asked, my curiosity piqued. His face fell with a touch of sorrow. "No, you are not my Janaki," he murmured sadly. "I'm not Janaki. I'm—" "Are you lost?" he questioned me. "How can I trust him? Lately, my life filled with only disruptions and evils." "I'm Dhaksha—" "O' Dhakshayani, Obeisance to you. Why are you here? How is it that you've come here alone?" he asked me. "Who are you?" "I'm the son of Daśaratha, Rāma," he replied. "I'm searching for my Sitā, who has been abducted by a demon. I'm now seeking my beloved, separated from her. You looked like my Janaki from behind standing at the root of the Vata tree. Later, I realised it was you, O' Goddess Satī." "O' Visnu, is that you?" I asked him.
"O' Raghava, I'm happy to see the four-armed Visnu as on seeing this simple pure form of yours," I heard another voice. "O' Lord Śiva, Obeisance to you. I can't believe it. You're here." "Mahadeva?" I turned to him. "Lord Siva? Lord Visnu?" "O' Goddess, he's who called upon Viśvakarman, who erected a large hall of great beauty in his cowshed and exquisite throne and made an excellent, divine umbrella for warding off the obstacles. He called upon all the gods, sages, and nymphs along with all melodies sung by them. O' Śati, he who rejoiced at the perfect devotion of Visnu. He who coronated me in the Cosmic hall and eulogised Visnu. O' great lord, it's a pleasure seeing you in this form." Rāma said.
"I took this simple form for her. For this Śiva's Dhakshayani." Lord Śiva replied. "O' Visnu, I blessed you with the power of exhibiting diverse sports of the three worlds. I was happy to see you take incarnations and was delighted by your devotion to me. Now it's the Rāma Avatar." Lord Śiva said. Lord Rāma eulogised him with many prayers. "O' Goddess Sati, since I have the good fortune of seeing you and Śiva. There is no doubt that everything will be well with me in your favour. By your blessing, I shall have the fortune of acquiring Śita after killing the demon." Rāma said. Every nerve in my body, every tissue in my body started to feel the divine entity that has been beneath me hidden from my conscience.
"I'll take my leave, Lord Śiva." Rama greeted him. Rāma approached me gently and said, "O' Dhaksha, please take care of yourself. You haven't lost your way. Visnu has guided you to the right place and the right person who will help you." "You'll find your Śita soon," I smiled at him. " It's my pleasure to see you in this Divine form, O' Lord Visnu." "I'll be always beside you," he walked away slowly.
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