Incarnation of Lord Brahma (the untold story of Hindu mythology)
16th February, 3102 BC. This day was important for this world because on this day kalyug has started on this world.
At the end of dwaparyug Lord Vishnu had taken the incarnation form of Lord Krishna. After Lord Krishna left behind his human form kaliyug started on this world.
Brahma, Vishnu and Mahadev are the three Lords, Tridev. The incarnation form of Vishnu had become so famous that Bramha and Mahadev also wanted to take incarnation forms on this world.
16th February, 3102 BC. On mount Kailash meeting of Tridev is going on.
Lord Vishnu is trying to explain, "Lord Brahma you are the creator. You have created this world. What is the need for you to take incarnation form? This is my department."
Lord Brahma told Lord of the Lords, Mahadev and Lord Vishnu, "But I also want to take the incarnation form of human in this world."
Lord Vishnu said, "But if we, Tridev started taking excessive incarnation forms in this world then the humans will get confused. Then maybe they will start fighting among themselves."
Lord of the Lords, Mahadev said, "If Lord Brahma wants to take incarnation from then we should support him. You are the protector of this world. If you want some solution must come out."
Lord Vishnu replied, "Alright, you take the incarnation form but there is a condition. You will not take the incarnation form in Aryavart. You will do so in Mesopotamia. This incarnation form of yours will create three religions and bring a lot of changes in this world."
Lord Brahma took the incarnation form in this world in 2000 BC. The name of this incarnation is Abraham.
𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧.
In a world that screams, I stand in despair,
My voice drowned out, lost in the air.
Chains of tradition tighten each day,
I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay.
Each breath I take feels heavy and torn,
Every mistake a scar I've worn.
I crave a sky where I can be free,
Away from the walls that imprison me.
For now, I sit with my heart in pain,
Silent, yet screaming, again and again.
Though shattered, a spark in me still survives,
Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.