#baby Pradyumna

[lonelysanatani-5000]

Always there for U ❤️

It was night time, Rukmini was laying on the bed, waiting for Krishna to come.. Her one hand was on her baby bump. After few minutes of waiting.. Krishna came in with a cute smile adoring his face. He removed his crown and His Jwellery, and Layed beside her, He kept his one hand on Rukmini's Baby bump and caressed it..

Krishna : Are u not sleeping my love?

Rukmini sighed..

Rukmini : i am not getting sleep!

Krishna raise his eyebrow..

Krishna : Why?

Rukmini : because, your baby doesn't want me to go to sleep!! Whenever i lay down and close my eyes, and get comfortable He just gives me a kick!!

Krishna chuckled hearing her ramblings,

Rukmini : Why are u laughing?

Krishna : nothing 😐

Krishna : What should i do to make u sleep??

Rukmini : FLUTE!!!

Krishna laughed, he stood up , and picked up his flute, and sat beside Rukmini, who kept her head on his lap.. Krishna started playing the flute, it made wonderful melodies... A comfortable calmness surrounded the atmosphere..

After sometimes, Rukmini fell asleep, Krishna stopped playing... He looked down to see his beloved wife sleeping peacefully, keeping one hand on her baby bump, a small smile adorning her face.. Krishna smiled, He gently got up and made Rukmini lay down in a Comfortable position, Krishna then layed beside her, and kept on hand on her belly

Krishna : Good night Little one ❤️

And he kissed the baby bump.. Krishna closed his eyes, and slept..

Late Night

Krishna and Rukmini was in a deep sleep, but suddenly felt a sharp pain on her stomach, making her stir, the pain stopped.. After few seconds she again felt that pain, but it was not reducing, it was increasing.. Rukmini was in pain, she started sweating, She then Gripped krishna's hand tightly..

Krishna woke up and saw Rukmini sweating, she was also breathing heavily but her eyes was still closed.. Krishna panicked..

Krishna : Priye?...

Rukmini didn't respond..

Krishna : Priye! Are u ok?

Rukmini tightened the grip..

Krishna : PRIYE!! ANSWER ME PLEASE!!

Rukmini then opened her eyes, and started shouting in pain..

Rukmini : AAAAHHHH!!!

Krishna : priye!!!.. OMG!! Daasi's!!!

Rukmini : AAAAAHHHH A-AARYYAAA!!!

Krishna started caressing her hair..

Krishna : sshhh, its going to be okay my love..

Rukmini : AARYA!! ITS PAINING!!

Krishna : DAASI'S CALL THE RAJVAIDYA RIGHT NOW!!!

At the Right time Devaki, Rohini, Revati and Subhadra entred the chamber..

Devaki : omg.. Putri..

Devaki sat beside Rukmini and holds her hand and started Rubbing it..

Rukmini : AAAHHH MAATA!!

Devaki : its going to be okay my dear.. Take a deep breath..

Subhadra saw Krishna's tensed face.. She went near him..

Subhadra : krishna bhaiyya... Calm down.. Bhabi will be alright..

Krishna : but.... She's in pain... I cant see her in pain..

Subhadra : Bhaiyya, Bhabi is a strong women... She will be fine..

Krishna nods..

Rajvaidya enters the chamber.. And checks Rukmini.

Rajvaidya : its labour pain...

Devaki turns to Rukmini..

Devaki : putri, i know its paining, but u need to do this okay?, i want you to push..

Rukmini nods, she then pushes....

Subhadra & krishna along with the others were standing outside the chamber.. Hoping that everything goes well, Krishna was walking to and fro with a tensed face...

Balram : kanha..

Krishna : yes dau..

Balram : are you the same guy who told me to stay calm a during the birth of Nishanth?

Krishna : dau... *pouts*

Balram : i know.... Its very, you know.. Stressful.. But CALM DOWN brother... You know take a deep breath..

Krishna : Dau... Really?

Balram sighed..

After so many hours, they still hasn't come out..

Krishna : why are they not coming outside yet?!! It has been.. 3 hours!!

Suddenly Rajvaidya comes outside,

Rajvaidya : uhh-umm Dwarkadeesh... We need your help!!!

Krishna : What?!!, Why??!

Rajvaidya : Dwarkeshwari, is stressed out so, you need to calm her down.... And..

Krishna ran to the chamber..

He saw his wife, covered in sweat, she was also grabbing the pillows as she was trying to push down the baby.. Her lotus shaped eyes Filled with tears... Krishnas heart broke seeing that..

He ran and sat beside Rukmini..He held her hands, and caressed her hair..

Krishna : priye?

Rukmini : a-arya?!! Ahhhhh!!

Krishna : you need to do this... Push!!

Rukmini : i-i can't A-Arya!!!

Krishna : y-you can my love... You are a strong women... The one who made Dwarkadeesh sleepless.. You can my love... Only you can..

Rukmini closed, her eyes..

Rukmini *in mind* : come on my baby, you need to see the world, your father is stressing out, cant you see?... You cant stay inside me for so long...

She then did a deep breath, she grabbed krishnas hand tightly and gave a Push she screamed in pain..

Rukmini : AAAAAHHHHH!!!

She gave birth.

The room was filled with the newborns cry..

Krishnas eyes got filled with tears.. And so did Devaki's...

Rajvaidya : congratulations Dwarkadeesh, the Queen has given birth to a boy...

Krishna gave a big smile, he looked at Rukmini who was laying on the bed her eyes was closed due to exhaustion.. He caressed her hair..

The Rajvaidya, passed the baby to Krishnas hand..

Tears were overflowing down Krishna's face as he held his new born for the first time..

He then hugged the baby..

Krishna : welcome to the yadav family putra!!

He then kissed the forehead of the baby.. The baby smiled at him, he also snuggled at Krishna's arms..

Devaki also picked up the baby and cradled it..

Devaki : he looks exactly like you putra..

Krishna smiled..

Devaki then gave the baby back to Krishna and left the chamber..

Krishna glanced at Rukmini, he kissed her forehead causing her to wake up.. He made the baby lay down beside Rukmini... She smiled..

Rukmini : our baby...

Krishna held the babys hand and said..

Krishna : i promise my putra, i will be always there for you...

Rukmini : what shall we name him Arya?...

Krishna looked at the baby, who was now sleeping...

Krishna : pradyumna..

Rukmini : Karsni Pradyumna 🌸❤️

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜... 𝙸𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚃𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜... Do support..

𝓛𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓵𝔂𝓢𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓲 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼 🖋️🖋️🖋️

[mooonboy]

Rukhmini to Rukmi: no no stop. you come into my house and insult me and my husband who by the way is not that dramatic

Krshna, recreating the lion king opening scene with baby abhimanyu: it's the circleeeeee of life!

[hasarjunadoneanythingwrong]

Day 412

Arjuna didn’t necessarily do anything wrong bc I know he tried his best but man everything happens so much all the time in Hindu mythology

[stxrrynxghts]

O Sister

When Rukmini had arrived at her in-laws' for the first time, the first person Krishna introduced her to was his sister, Subhadra. Subhadra had been a tiny child then, barely some months old. She had warmed up to Rukmini quickly, who was reminded of her nieces whenever she looked at her sister-in-law.

A year later, she got pregnant. Subhadra was perhaps the most excited one around, clapping happily whenever anyone mentioned the baby. Rukmini had everything that she wanted for, a loving husband, a caring family, and now, a child. And then, her baby, her Pradyumna, is taken away from her, snatched away, tearing her heart into pieces. Now, it is Subhadra's company that provides her peace.

Years pass, Rukmini is blessed with many children, Krishna's family is brimming with wives and children, and Subhadra grows up midst this all-to chaotic yet loving atmosphere. Pradyumna arrives one day, and now, Rukmini feels complete.

Subhadra weds Arjun, and moves to Indraprastha. She returns soon enough, before ten years of her marriage pass, but not alone. No, Subhadra returns with her young son, Abhimanyu. And when Subhadra returns, Rukmini waits, and envelops her in a warm embrace.

[sambhavami]

The Lost Flute - Part 6 (A Severed Head and Puny Chains)

After their long talk on the beach, Yashoda had practically dragged Krishna to the guest quarters. She had washed his face with cool water and massaged oil into his scalp. She fed him rotis ladled with the butter she had churned out herself earlier in the day. Eventually, Krishna had fallen asleep on her bed. Yashoda had sat on the couch, staring at his sleeping form. She could not fall asleep as Krishna's previous laments swelled in her mind. She noticed that he looked exhausted even in his sleep.

Near midnight, Krshna woke up with a jolt. Yashoda, who had dozed off on the couch, sat up straight. Krishna had woken up sweaty, clearly from a nightmare. She settled beside him, gently caressing his hair to calm him down. "What's the time?" He asked groggily, "I will get back to my chambers. I've bothered you enough for a day."

Yashoda sighed, recognizing the finality of his tone. Once Krishna made up his mind, no one could convince him otherwise. She watched as he gathered his sword and uttariya and marched out of the room. She sighed. How different was this Krishna from the young boy that had been snatched from her! Her Krishna never bothered with propriety or even basic societal rules. He was his own master, the one who lit up every room he was in! This Krishna, she found, was more cautious, more compliant, a man grieving and broken.

---

Krishna walked aimlessly through the palace corridors, careful not to wake up the sleeping guards. He turned away in disdain. The guards that were in charge of protecting his family at night, were themselves asleep. What if his lax attitude towards his servants was the sole reason that demon Shambara was able to enter his private chambers and take his firstborn? Snatching the baby right from the arms of his exhausted wife, who had lain asleep, completely defenceless that fateful afternoon! Krishna felt a rare surge of anger rise through his body. He struck his sheathed sword loudly against a pillar at the far end of the corridor. Immediately, all guards jolted awake from their slumber and assumed their positions clumsily.

"What do I pay you fools for?" He said, in a low, but carrying voice that reverberated through the long hall. It was that voice that sent chills down the spine of all listening, "If I ever see any one of you sleeping while on duty, ever again, I swear on everything that's precious to me, you will not live to see another sunrise." He finished, turning to look each of the guards in the eye.

Right then, a sweet jingle reached his ears. He turned to see Rukmini standing silently under the doorway of her chamber. Her eyes were red and swollen, but she was not crying. Then, she disappeared into the dark room just as she had appeared. Krishna mentally cursed himself for waking her up alongside the guards. Turning to glare at the guards one last time, he hurried into Rukmini's chambers.

"I apoogize, Vaidarbhi! I did not mean to wake you up." Krishna pleaded into the darkness, while his eyes adjusted, "Will someone please light a lamp," He called out. A couple of maidservants scurried in to light the lamps around the room. As light poured into the room, Krishna found Rukmini seated in silence, near the empty crib. Krishna felt like someone had torn his heart out. Rukmini's face was expressionless, but as she looked up slowly to look at her husband, her doe-like eyes betrayed her grief-stricken anger.

Krishna sat down on the floor, cautiously putting an arm around Rukmini. To his surprise, she did not protest. Krishna whispered, "I tried my best, Vaidarbhi. The parliament refused to release any more budget for the search." Krishna could feel his wife's shoulder tense up. He continued doubtfully, "But I have every one of my personal spies looking for that demon Shambara. Believe me, he will not escape me once I find him! I will avenge our Pradyumna." Rukmini shirked off his hand and went to stand by the balcony.

Krishna sighed. Rukmini was his chief wife, but she was also the youngest. Krishna had always felt a greater sense of responsibility towards her. Jambavati and Satyabhama were both far more independent and had huge, happy families surrounding them. It was only Rukmini who had left behind everything that she knew and loved without a single thought, trusting nothing but hearsay. Krishna had always harboured a pang of guilt for snatching her away from her father and brothers. The thought that he had let her down once again, and made her lose another precious piece of her heart, would not let him sleep at night. He understood her anger but also longed to be understood. Doesn't she understand his grief? He also lost his one and only child!

He quietly embraced her, enclosing her palms in his. She did not resist. The moon shined cruelly down upon them, as the uncaring ocean kept thrashing in the backdrop of the golden city that turned sans mercy.

---

At dawn, Krishna went down to the beach as usual to perform his morning worship, when an informer stopped him in his tracks, sweaty from a long run. He was annoyed but signalled at him to speak. "My Lord," panted the informant, "I have news. The demon Shambara has been slain!"

Krishna could not hide his surprise, "What?!" He exclaimed, "By whom?"

"A young boy, barely a teen! He lives with an older lady, probably a mother or sister, by the beach on the mainland up north."

"How did a young boy manage to kill such a valiant demon? Are you sure he killed the Shambara and is not trying to trick us for a reward or something?"

"No sir! He has situated himself in front of the parliament from the middle of the night, holding the severed head of Shambara! He says he will leave only after he is allowed to submit the demon's head at the feet of her grace the princess Rukmini! Several guards have tried to remove him, but he seems to be able to hold his own in battle against all of them! They say his mother is Mayavati, the black magician, maybe she helped him kill the demon!"

"Why was I not informed of this before?" Krishna asked, his eyebrows now contorted with curiosity, "How is it that a teenager is able to locate and kill a demon faster than seven hundred highly-trained royal informants?" Krishna shook his head, as he started to walk back towards the city, barking orders at the attendants in his path, "Inform brother Rama to come down to the parliament house immediately and call for Narada. I hope you will find him at least before the pralaya swallows us all!" He stopped abruptly in his tracks, "And make sure devi Rukmini is not disturbed by this news. I will let her know personally when the time is right."

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Reaching the parliament building Krishna found the rest of the members all standing around in the street. As he approached, the crowd parted to make way for him. Before him, Krishna saw a dark-skinned young boy standing. His plain, torn clothes were bloodstained, and a tall bow hung from his shoulders. In his hands were an unsheathed sword and a severed bloodied head. His eyes were bright, and his stance defiant. For a split second, Krishna saw himself from almost a yuga before, standing defiant before the tyrant king Kamsa, holding a bloodied elephant tusk upon his shoulders, his right foot upon the neck of a dead royal wrestler.

Krishna's trance was broken by a familiar hand on his shoulder. He turned to find Balarama standing beside him, holding his famous mace. With a slight indication, Krishna stopped Balarama from advancing. He unsheathed his own sword and spoke directly to the boy standing before them, "I do not wish to fight you, boy! If you also want peace, then on the count of three we will both drop our weapons." The boy nodded cautiously.

The moment the boy dropped his sword, a bunch of guards captured him at Krishna's command. "That is not fair, I helped you!" The boy screamed, struggling against his captors.

"Life rarely is," sighed Krishna and indicated to the guards to take the boy inside the parliament house. Once all members were inside, the door of the parliament was sealed shut, and at Krishna's indication, the guards released the boy. Krishna sat down beside Balarama with his sword still unsheathed. Now the boy stood quietly, understanding his predicament.

"Who are you, and how dare you create a ruckus in the middle of the town square?" Roared Kritavarma.

"I'm nobody. I came to help out the royal family of Dwarika since they seem to be unable to help themselves!" The boy replied, defiance still dripping from his tone. Balarama, leapt from his seat to attack him, but Krishna pulled him back.

"What gave you that impression?" Krishna asked with a hint of amusement in his tone.

"A demon defiled the sanctity of your private chambers and insulted both you and Mother Rukmini by taking and murdering your child. Yet, I didn't find the entire Yadava army marching down our village seeking revenge. I felt like the women of our land deserve better, so I went and did what had to be done!" Krishna was taken slightly by surprise. Just the previous day, he had stood in this very room, arguing the same points in vain, and yet this young man had the courage to go out and just do what needed to be done!

Meanwhile, the entire group of parliamentarians had broken into a chaotic conversation, their opinions ranging from steep prizes to death penalties. "QUIET!" The room fell silent as Balarama's powerful voice reverberated across the marble walls. "What do you want from us?" He asked the boy.

"As I've been saying for the past six hours, I want to meet mother Rukmini and present her with this severed head of the demon that took her child from her!" The boy declared.

Krishna took a long breath, to quiet his screaming heart. Then he spoke to the boy directly, "I agree with you that a grave injustice has been done to devi Vaidarbhi. I thank you from the bottom of my heart on behalf of my family for avenging our Pradyumna, the light of our lives. However, I must beseech you to consider if this gory display is the best thing to gift a grieving woman who has just lost her one and only child anew today, his passing marked in stone with your appearance."

The boy lowered his head, seeming regretful for the first time. The entire sabha had also fallen silent, with each and every member pondering, maybe for the first time, the human response to the tragedy.

Suddenly the quiet of the room was broken by the clanking of castanets as Rishi Narad entered the parliament sabha. Krishna nodded slightly as the junior ministers quickly jumped to their feet, making way for the jovial ascetic. Once seated, Narad spoke, "Hello Krishna! Your attendants were kind enough to pick me up without any prior message, from an acquaintance's ashram in Prabhas, and drag my old body down here atop a horse!"

Krishna smirked at the veiled complaint, "Let's not get into all that now, Devarshi." He continued pleasantly, "Currently, the matter of most urgency is this extremely confident young man."

The boy broke into a big smile on cue, right as he was mentioned. Krishna raised an eyebrow at Balarama, who shrugged back in response, "Well, don't pretend you're not the same!" He whispered to his younger brother.

Narad laughed at the brothers' exchange, "Gentlemen! This young man right here is none other than Manmatha! I have named him thus myself. His parents had both perished at his birth, and the kind lady Mayavati has nurtured and educated him since. He is deeply devoted to both Lord Krishna and his consort devi Rukmini, hence he might have committed a few blunders in his haste to seek revenge on behalf of his idols. This brings me to my concern. A divine ordinance has been received by several esteemed rishis, including myself. The demon Shambara must perish at the hands of Pradyumna, the son of Prince Krishna and devi Rukmini. This was the same ordinance that Shambara attempted to defy when he kidnapped the newborn prince. Now, as it stands this ordinance has been proven wrong by Manmatha."

Balarama drew a sharp breath, "So, now the credibility of all rishis is compromised!" Narad nodded seriously.

"So what now?" Asked Satrajit.

Narad smiled, "Simple. This is a closed chamber, I am an ordained priest. Let the Prince and Princess adopt this lad at this moment, within the confines of this sabha, and let him be known hereafter as the lost Prince Pradyumna that has returned home by God's grace."

"Are you kidding me?!" Krishna spoke before anyone could react, "I haven't even had a single day to process the fact that my child is dead, my wife has no clue whatsoever of this whole mess here, and you seriously expect us to just replace our firstborn?!"

Narad spoke calmly, "Think it over, Prince. You are smart enough to know why I said what I said. Your life is much too important to be tied to simple familial emotions. Shirk off these puny chains, Prince, and do what is right!" Narada leaned closer, hovering over Krishna as he continued in a hushed tone, "An entire generation looks to you, Prince. You will succeed at your mission only with true friends at your side because you and I both know family doesn't work out. Look around you, which of these uncles and cousins, your blood relatives, are truly on your side? You know which ones will stab you in the back, and the ones that are circling you and your wives like hyenas. Trust me, you do not need young Manmatha as your enemy. He can defeat even Lord Kartikeya in battle, and as it stands now he will gladly give his life if you so command. Think before you reject him!"

Out of the corner of his eyes, Krishna looked at the young boy who still stood holding the severed head of the demon. He was clearly rattled by the abrupt turn of events. Krishna spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, "I shall accept only if devi Rukmini also chooses to accept young Manmatha as her firstborn and the heir to the throne."

[shivaom99]

🔴🌺🔴🔴🌺🔴🔴🌺🔴 AUSPICIOUS BEAUTIFUL DEVI MAA’S from Several Creative Artist’s - @_artraj_ • 🔶 Ashtadasha Mahashaktipeethas 🔶: प्रद्युम्ने शृङ्खलादेवी..... praDyumne shrinkhalAdevI 🔸Devi Shrinkhala of Pradyumna region of Bengal Third among the 18 Shaktipeethas is Devi Shrinkhala. The stomach part of Sati Devi's body is believed to have fallen here. The word Shrinkhala has two meanings. The first one being, a Binding thread or Binding chain, second one is, a cloth which is used by the postnatal women to tie their abdomen tightly. According to the first meaning the goddess is in bounded form. Of course, Jaganmata is bound only to the lord Shiva. She removes all bonds attached to her devotees. In the second meaning the goddess is in postnatal stage ( Mother of a newborn baby), this form is symbolic as she will see the entire universe as her child. The devotees are like new born baby of Shrinkhala mata. A complete surrender and Sishu bhava is required to worship her. Currently there is no temple at the place mentioned, instead one can find ruins of what was one probably a temple. Many people believe her vigraha has been shifted in Gangasagar, West Bengal or near Sringeri of Karnataka. Some people also consider that the temple is in Gujarat. We have made this form keeping the motherly nature of this shaktipeeth in mind. प्रद्युम्ने वंगराज्यायाम् शृंखला नामभूषिते । विश्वविमोहिते देवी शृंखला बाधानाशिनी ।। The goddess, who is famous in the Pradyumna region of Vanga (Bengal) kingdom by the name of Śṛṅkhala, She who enchants the universe, Devi Shrinkhala is destroyer of obstacles. Swipe to see close-ups and the collaboration works Collaboration with @vishvrajsinh_the_artist , @krsnavallabha_art and @ankur.v_artworks #art #artistsoninstagram #artoftheday #artwork #painting #paintings #shrinkhala #durgamaa #kali #shaktipeeth #18mahashaktipeethas #navratri #durgapuja https://www.instagram.com/p/Cniz2dbOUMo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ginazmemeoir]

Women in the Indian Epics - 2

This is an addition to my earlier post, cause I am only human and I can fit only so much of awesome ladies in one post.

RAMAYANA : 

1. Ahilyaa : Daughter of the Creator god Brahma, Ahilya literally means “the perfect woman”. She was married to the sage Gautam, and was the foster mother of the Monkey Emperor Vali and his brother Sugreeva. One day, Indra (indian zeus) took on the form of Gautam and approached Ahilya because he lusted after her. Now, some people say Ahilya knew it was Indra and readily had sex with him (which is used by conservatives to call women sluts and by feminists for sexual liberation of women), while some say Indra revealed his true form after Ahilya accepted him into her home and then raped her (this version is more common). When Gautam got to know of this, he cursed Indra to be infected with a hundred festering sores, and cursed Ahilya to turn into stone. Afterwards, he modified the curse, stating that these sores would become Indra’s eyes when he truly repented, while Ahilya would turn back into a woman after Ram touches her (Ram accidentally stepped over Ahilya in the forest, turning her into a woman). A feminist icon, Ahilya is etched forever into history.

2. Taraka : Ravan’s maternal grandmother, Taraka was the daughter of the Yaksha king Suketu (yakshas are the hindu equivalent of dwarfs, but crossed with elves). Her husband Sumali was killed by the sages when he tried to reclaim the forest they had occupied. To avenge him, Taraka went there with her elder son Subahu and her army, but the sages instead cursed her to go insane and lose her divinity, turning her into a monster. She and her elder son were later killed by Ram on Vishwamitra’s orders in the Dandaka forest.

3. Gaargi : A female scholar, she was a fearless woman. She openly voiced her opinions, criticized men for their misogyny, and even challenged regressive traditions and rituals. Her rivals often used to taunt her by saying she might lose her head if she talked that much, to  which she replied “Yes. I would rather lose a head and grow ten more, one head alone won’t suffice me.” She was responsible for Sita’s education.

4. Shabari : A tribal woman, Ram and Lakshman had rested at her house in their search for Sita. She proposed to feed them berries, but tasted all of them beforehand, so that she could only serve the sweet ones. This angered Lakshman, but Ram ate them with pleasure. She has become a symbol of motherly devotion today. However, there is no mention of her in the Sanskrit Valmiki Ramayana.

5. Swarnapuchha : Literally meaning “the golden tailed one”, she was the Queen of Mermaids and protector of Lanka’s waters. She was convinced by Hanuman to oppose Ravan and join Ram. She’s mentioned in the Thai Ramayana.

MAHABHARATA : 

1. Shakuntala : Daughter of Vishwamitra and the apsara Menaka, Shakuntala was abandoned as a baby and raised by the sage Kanva. Her name means “she found below doves”. The King of Hastinapur, Dushyant, had fallen in love with her and they had married secretly. However, following a curse, Dushyant forgot Shakuntala. Shakuntala thus raised her son Bharat as a single mom, and the day Bharat asked about his father, she took him to Dushyant. The version mentioned in the Mahabharata says Dushyant remembered everything when he saw Shakuntala, but refused to accept her or her son. Only when the gods intervene did he recognize Shakuntala, but Shakuntala left her son with him and left to live in the forest. The more popular version in the Sanskrit poet Kalidasa’s Abhijnanam Shaakuntalam (think of it as early fanfiction) says that the curse was still in effect, and only when Shakuntala show Dushyant the ring he had given her did he remember her. He then readily accepted her and her son.

2. Chitrangada : The androgynous/non-binary warrior Queen of Manipur (present day Manipur, northeast India), she was Arjuna’s wife. Once Arjun had visited Manipur, and Chitrangada wanted to be with him, but she assumed he was straight and bigoted and thus asked Shiva to make her a feminine woman. However, on meeting her, Arjuna said he only wanted to meet with Chitrangada the warrior queen, for he loved her. Shiva then returned Chitrangada’s androgynous nature and her badass warrior skills. Arjuna and Chitrangada were then married and they had a son called Babruvahana (REALLY weird name). Chitrangada had strategically kept out of the Mahabharata war and thus saved her entire queendom. But as a result of a curse by the river goddess Ganga, her son ended up killing Arjun (his father) and then later committed suicide. They were both revived by the Naga princess Uloopi.

3. Uloopi : The daughter of the snake king Vasuki, Uloopi was a Naga princess who fell in love with Arjuna. One day, she dragged an unsuspecting Arjuna underwater to Nagaloka, where she professed her love to him, and Arjuna agreed to marry her. Her father however was unhappy with the alliance since Arjuna already had many wives and moreover, Arjuna had destroyed his brother Takshaka’s kingdom in the Khandava forest. Arjuna left her after they were married, and the Nagas then kicked her out. She was given refuge by Chitrangada. Her son Iravan was used as a human sacrifice in the Mahabharat war to guarantee success. After Babruvahana killed Arjuna, she revived both of them by using the mythical Nagamani (kind of like the Indian Philosopher’s Stone).

4. Subhadra : Krishna’s sister, Subhadra is said to be the incarnation of Yogamaya, Vishnu’s female essence. She kidnapped Arjuna on her wedding day, and eloped with him. She was his favourite wife, and also the mother of Abhimanyu.

5. Hidimbaa : The rakshasa princess, Hidimba was Bheema’s first wife before Draupadi. The story goes that both she and her brother Hidimba had initially wanted to eat the Pandavas in the forest, but Hidimbaa and Bheema fell in love with each other. Her brother got angry when he learnt his sister was with his food (humans), and so he proceeded to kill Bhima. It is said that Hidimbaa aided Bhima with her magic, so that he could kill her brother and marry her. She stayed behind to take care of her queendom while the Pandavas carried on. Her son Ghatotkacha helped Abhimanyu with his first marriage, and later turned out to be the fiercest warrior in the Mahabharata. He was so powerful that Karna had to use the weapon given to him by Indra to kill him.

6. Rukmani : Princess of Vidarbha (modern day Maharashtra-Madhya Pradesh region) and Krishna’s first wife, Rukmani had called on Krishna to elope with her on the day of her marriage (she was being married off to some random dick). So she eloped with Krishna. She was the mother of Pradyumna.

7. Satyabhama : Third wife of Krishna, Satyabhama was the daughter of a noble (he had a fight with Krishna about this divine gem). She was proud and feisty and accompanied Krishna to all of his battles, most famously where she helped him kill the demon Narakasur. Her pride bordered on arrogance, with her repeatedly taunting Rukmani on how she ran away, demanding the gods that they give up the divine Parijata tree as payment for her husband helping them, and even once trying to measure and then give away gold equal to Krishna’s weight to prove that she is greater in status than Rukmani (surprisingly, she kept piling on gold but it never equaled Krishna’s weight but the moment Rukmani placed a leaf from her garden on it, it became heavier than Krishna.

8. Sulakshana : Balarama’s daughter, Sulakshana was initially betrothed to Duryodhana’s son Lakshman. However, she loved Abhimanyu (her first cousin. WHAT’S UP WITH PEOPLE FUCKING THEIR COUSINS Y’ALL jeez). Ghatotkacha helped her and Abhimanyu get married by rescuing her, and the union was blessed by Krishna.

9. Uttara : Daughter of Chief Virata with whom the Pandavas had sought refuge, Uttara was Abhimanyu’s second wife. She was the mother of the only surviving Pandava descendant Parikshit.

10. Lakshmanaa : Duryodhana’s daughter, Lakshamanaa was married to Krishna’s younger son Samba. The story goes that Samba had molested/raped her, so to save face Krishna had the two married. However, Lakshmanaa only agreed to the marriage once both Balaram and Krishna laid down beside her feet and begged her to marry Samba.

11. Bhanumati : Princess of Kalinga (present day Orissa, India), Bhanumati was Duryodhana’s wife. Her marriage with Duryodhana is described as a blissful one, with Duryodhana being described as a good husband and partner, despite being a bad person. 

12. Dushala : The only Kaurava sister, Dushala was married to Jayadratha the king of Sindhudesha (present day Sindh, Indo-Pakistan). She forced her children to participate in the war from the side of the Kauravas, and they all ended up dead. She refused Pandava authority after the war, and instead became regent of Sindh until her grandchildren came of age.

[shyampyari]

Day 6: Underrated Characters  Pradyumna

“The end, my son, is a fact of start itself. Similarly, death too is a fact of life. Why people fear death is funny.” There was something about the silence that told Pita shri everything that the person in front of him thought of. Pradyumna’s mind was stuck on the children he had seen the morning, barley 5. They didn’t deserve the curse. “They don’t, yes. But son life isn’t just your past or your future. Time can’t define life.” He was sitting now, looking into Pradyumna’s eyes, or maybe his soul. “Life is present, this second, this moment, this breadth.” When Pitra shri took Pradyumna’s hands in his, he was still surprised by the instant comfort it provided. “Live it my son, live the moment, live your life in a single moment” and then Krishna laughed.

When pita shri returned from the war, with an expression as empty as the road behind him, his heart wasn’t empty. He brought the curse, a cruel, detrimental and deadly curse and oh, a smile.

Pita shri had made it clear that nothing could be done. No penance or tirth could right this wrong.So they waited for the time to come the way a person with an incurable deadly disease waited for his end, this way the yadav waited for it’s doom. 

Something in Pradyumna wanted all of Krishna that he could have. When Pradyumna’s feet had crossed the gates of Dwarka for the first time, he was spotted with eyes filled with all kinds of expressions he was very familiar with, but then stood the women, her beauty, to be specific, stood out and besides her stood a man. As dark as night and yet as bright as moon, body of a fighter but ways of a dancer, Krishna. From that day on Pradyumna would dream of the treasures of childhood that he could never have. At night in his slumber, his mind would go back to the times when even the touches that called themselves motherly were everything but motherly and he would wonder, what would it be like to play in Mata Rukmini’s lap, tease her and what would it be like to listen to krishna sing, sing him to sleep? let me be a baby again. Pradyumna wanted to be on Krishna’s side all the time, his greatest companion but everytime Krishna would walk away from the field and look at Pradyumna with a confusing smile, pradyumna wouldn’t understand and he thought he would have known his father better if-  let me be a baby again. When small things made his father happy, he would look at him with wonder in his eyes, maybe he would understand if-  let me be a baby again. With the thought Pradyumna would sleep let me be a baby again. 

Krishna wanted that there be no other reason for the faith of Yadavas than his own son and so Samba was obtained. And with Samba another curse was obtained. Samba was a mirror image of Pita shri and something about that always bothered Pradyumna. That boy never used it for any good. The day the Rishis uttered those words, Pradyumna spent the day thinking of all the possible ways he could have stopped it. “Waste, you couldn’t stop it no matter what you did.” Krishna had told him while they gazed at the city from the place. The funny part is Pradyumna didn’t remember asking Pita shri that question. 

 Something about the way the wind blew changed after the curse of the rishis. People found it hard to point out problems in each other, but the more they thought, the easier it got. Every ripe fruit tasted sour, songs lost their rhythm, no smile seemed genuine, every breeze ice cold and the sun's rays burning hot. Every eye that had once looked at Pradyumna respectfully was now baleful. One day Krishna had suggested that they move towards Prabhas. “It’s better that way” he had said and the smile.

 In Prabhas they stayed in camps but what’s important was, they stayed together. The sea breeze on Prabhas beach felt strange, like it whispered ‘it’s here.’

Mayavati had her ways though. She would run her long fingers in Pradyumna’s hair at night, something that calmed him. “We can meet again somewhere” She would say, when she rested her head on his shoulders after she was done untangling his long hair, “Somewhere far away from here” and they would embrace like it was their last. And maybe it was.

The Vrishni had started drinking. Pradyumna couldn’t get himself to believe that it was just the stale liquid that made them glare at each other. 

Satyaki had been grieving for days now. The loss of his guru. His words felt foreign to Pradyumna when he told him about the misconduct the naryani sena had done to the Pandavas. Tears welled in Satyaki’s eyes and something about the way he hurriedly tried to hide them reminded him of a certain teen boy he shouldn't remember right now. Abhimanyu

Kritavarma shouldn’t have teased Satyaki with the topic of dharma in the first place but then again, who could have stopped him? And so it happened. Satayaki scratched just the parts of Kritavarma that made him oil Stayaki’s fire of sorrows. Somewhere in the middle when Pradyumna had involuntarily sided with Satyaki, maybe because something in the conversation had confirmed him that the naryani was the one responsible for the vyuh that swallowed Abhimanyu, the confidence it provided to the warrior was treacherous and what caused him to Move towards Kritavarma with a sword. Something in him wanted his father’s permission before he did what he did, so he turned to pita shri only to find him stopped in his tracks. Pradyumna didn’t realise he was standing until he saw Kritavarma’s head near his left foot. Pradyumna saw Stayaki’s sword slicing the necks of everyone who once had been on Kritavarma’s side. Pradyumna's heart might have stopped because his blood ran cold, his mind went numb with a wailing sound.

It’s here

The Bhojas and Andhakas were approaching Satyaki with a rage that visibly made them shake. Mata Satyabhama was screaming with the sorrow of what she had just witnessed, she was running towards Mata Rukmini’s kaksh but Pradyumna didn’t follow. He didn’t want to see his mother. Not right now. Instead he looked at Krishna to answer some unanswered questions, Krishna had been looking straight at Pradyumna but all the only thing he received from his father was a smile. And suddenly, Pradyumna felt like a baby playing in Krishna’s lap, listening to the stories of beautiful Gopis and sweet curd, listening to a Bansuri and oh, he was a baby. But the second he realized that, the dream vanished. Krishna’s eyes dared to reveal drops of tears when he lifted both his hands, blessing his son. Pradyumna didn’t want to hear the way Stayaki was screaming while being hit by pots that were supposed to be used for serving food. Pradyumna accepted his father’s gift by bowing his head or was he just hiding his tears? No one would know because in the next moment, he took his sword and walked towards Gandhari’s curse.

(ik im late ok? but here you go)

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[pratigyakrishnaki]

The Yadava Curse

A/N: Before reading this I feel the need to warn you that this ends sadly. Also, it’s my first time making a header/moodboard, go easy on me! Crossposted on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25838302

Hindu Mytho Event: Day 2 Canon Divergence & Day 3 Female Characters

In hindsight, Rukmini convinced herself that it was better that her son be the one to cause the strife. Pradyumna grew up too quickly, always wanting to be at his father’s side, ready to fight or reason regardless of whether two states were at war or two brothers fighting over the last mango. Rukmini spent any free time she had worrying about her son who never played pranks, never caused her any worry. He, luckily, hadn’t inherited that from his father. He showed too much of an interest in her work even at a tender age, though, she reckoned, that was partially her fault. She had sat in the Dwarka Yadava council right up until she gave birth, and even after, nursing him while court was in session, much to the chagrin of all the elders. (What could they say? Chief wife of Narayan Shri Krishna, Lakshmi on Earth? She held the power. Pradyumna would stay.)

So when Samba, he, of course, would be the troublemaker of all the Yadava kids, took him to the lower city to “rakhad,” she was more than overjoyed, though she wouldn’t show it. She had a reputation to maintain.

She could remember it vividly, Samba running up to her, Pradyumna in tow, “Can we go into the lower city Badi maa?”

“Kyun?”

“Bas aise! Rakhad ne ke liye!”

She hadn’t thought anything of it, “Of course beta! Take the guards with you!”

But what Samba had proposed next had been a surprise, “Nahi Badimaa! Not with guards! In disguise!”

Rukmini had glanced up sharply, ready to turn that idea down but Samba cut her off, “Pitaji used to go! He still tries to go, but everyone recognizes his Gopala disguise...”

She hid a smile; the younger boy was right, and more observant than she was aware. Krishna tended to step out from time to time, disguised in a getup from his childhood days. Both Pradyumna and Samba, though, had taken after their mothers in looks, not her husband; they would be unnoticed.

“Accha fine, but be careful!” With a quick smile and a rushed hug, Samba had run off, tugging Pradyumna along, her next words falling on deaf ears, “And no disturbing the rushis near the temple grounds!”

Rukmini had warned them. She had. Regardless of what the other raanis had said, she had warned the sons. But the curse was set. She never heard the full story, all she knew was: Pradyumna dressed as a pregnant woman, Samba’s mace under his angavastram, and a prank that went very wrong. She had seen her son after, face ashen and eyes red from crying. She had hugged him and comforted him as he clutched her like a newborn baby. She had heard him choke out that it was his fault that he had play acted, his fault that the sages were angered at his prank, and his fault that their family was doomed to death. She had held him tightly, wiping his tears, shushing him until he stopped sniffling. Samba and Jambavati had joined them in her chambers, the three of them worrying and crying, while she comforted and quieted them until her husband came back.

When Krishna came home, Pradyumna, though almost 18, had rushed into his father’s embrace, sobbing openly, soaking the Pitambar in tears. Krishna had just laughed, sitting him down. “Beta, wipe your tears. What happened, has happened. Why worry about something you no longer have control over?”

And that had been that. He was Narayan, and she was Lakshmi, but even they had no sway on destiny, no one did.

On the orders of the council, the mace had been ground up into ashes and thrown into the ocean, the clothes burned, the incident forgotten. But Rukmini never forgot. It wasn’t in her nature. She remembered everything for years and years, and waited calmly until the day that Krishna left one last time, the day of the family picnic. He had held her tightly, too tightly. He had kissed her deeply, too deeply. He had whispered the words, “I’ll see you in Vaikunta.” And then he had left, never to be seen by her in those eyes again. With a sinking feeling, she had gotten ready for the picnic, ready for her death.

She remembered it all, the merriment among the Yadava clan, the plentiful food, the joyful music and especially the overflowing wine. She remembered how a provoking word had been said by someone unimportant, and she remembered how the wine turned family against family, their own civil war. She remembered watching as the rest of the Ashtabharya also took up arms, Satyabhama in her element, fiery sword slashing this way and that. She remembered walking away from the carnage to her own chariot. She would not die this way.

She had caught the reins herself, urging the horses forward as she ruminated in her thoughts. Yes. It was a good thing that Pradyumna at least lived and pranked once, even though it was disastrous. Yes. It was good that he had been free if only for a moment. She would miss him; her son, another form of Narayana.

She made her way to the cliff she had decided would be her final step on Earth. It was far enough away that she could not see the bloodshed, but close enough to hear it. She had delayed it as long as she could, taking in her surroundings. She had let her horses go, the creatures could not be bound to a chariot for long, and then she was truly alone.

The sea, her father in another lifetime, was dark, reflecting the sky above. How quickly the skies had turned cloudy and dark. Not hours ago they had painted a different picture entirely. She felt a deep sadness, loneliness, she truly would die alone in this life. And then she remembered something Krishna had told her. Mata Yashoda had said that her Shyam would never leave her as long as the skies still turned dark. Rukmini looked up once more, at the skies and thought of her Shyam, her Krishna, her Narayan. She walked up, right to the edge of the cliff, eyes not leaving the sky, finding Shyam in every last shadow and movement of the clouds. She saw his arms reach out to her, beckoning her forward into the clouds. And then, still looking up, still thinking of her Krishna, she took the last step off the cliff, plunging into the depths below.

As she fell, she thought not of Pradyumna, Samba and the rest of her family, dying and decaying on the beach nearby. She thought not of the circumstances that lead her here, the mace, the prank, destiny’s revenge. She thought only of her Shyam, her Krishna. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. In the same way, she would return, the Lakshmi to her Narayan, reunited once again.

A/N (again): This is for the @hindumythologyevent! I wanted to take part in day 1, but my modern au just isn’t up to par yet! I’ll try to keep up with as many events as possible, keeping in mind that it is Shyam’s birthday in one/two days so I will be writing for him and also that I write like a snail on here! Anyways, I ramble! Let me know what you think! 

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[indiaparenting]

Hindu Gods and Goddesses Names

Hinduism is perhaps the biggest confidence on the planet. The fascinating element about Hinduism is that it's anything but a religion, however an act of different convictions and ceremonies. One of the most established (with obscure roots) religions on the planet, Hinduism doesn't have an author.

 Depending on the most essential standards, Hinduism emphatically accepts that "every single individual are divine" and that strict amicability is of prime significance. These are only two of the numerous rules that the confidence holds. As Hinduism doesn't set solid principles on adoring God, the practices differ across societies and locales. This outcomes in changed methods of knowing, perceiving, and connecting with God. As there are a wide range of stories and strict writings, so there are numerous names also.

 In Hindu folklore, there are three noticeable Worlds, three Goddesses and three Gods. The three divine beings known as the Hindu trinity are Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva. Ruler Brahma makes, Lord Vishnu continues and Lord Shiva pulverizes so as to secure the universe and uprightness. These three Gods speak to the repetitive idea of our reality from birth, life and obliteration to ensuing recovery. These three Gods consolidate to frame the incomparable enormous soul likewise called Brahman or universe. Henceforth they are likewise called the Trimurthis or the Trinity of Hinduism.

 We comprehend that finding and knowing different names from such a shifted extend is an enormous errand. This is the reason IndiaParenting presents to you an assortment of Hindu God and Goddess names for young ladies and young men from across India, looking through the strict writings.

Hindu God Names

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Names of Lord Shiva

 Master Shiva is known as the lord of benevolence and empathy. He shields the fans from common indecencies, for example, desire, eagerness, and outrage. He gives aids, gives effortlessness and stirs astuteness. While Vishnu is the preserver, Shiva is a definitive destroyer. He wreck all the universes toward the finish of creation and breaks up them.

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Names of Lord Ganesh

 Ruler Ganesha, the elephant-headed Hindu lord of beginnings is customarily loved and summoned before any significant occasions. He is known as the remover of deterrents. Ganesha is viewed as the offspring of both Lord Shiva and Goddess Parvati. Ruler Ganesha is one of the most venerated Hindu divine beings.

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Names of Lord Krishana

 Master Sri Krishna is the most comprehensively venerated and one of the most noticeable Hindu god. He is the eighth indication or symbol of the Hindu god Vishnu. Ruler Krishna's lessons are conveyed in the Bhagavad Gita which is one of the stories of Hinduism.

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Names of Lord Murugan

 Ruler Murugan or Kartikeya is the child of Lord Shiva and Goddess Parvati. He is the sibling of Lord Ganesha. Master Murugan showed for the sole reason for executing Tarakasura. He is likewise called 'Deva Senapati' and 'Yuddharanga'. In this manner he is the divine force of war and General of the military of the divine beings.

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Names of Lord Indra

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Names of Lord Kuber

 Vishnu is one of the crucial divinities of Hindu folklore. He is the preserver divine force of Hindu trinity and shields the universe from being wrecked and props it up. Vishnu has come to earth in nine structures called the symbols to secure the world, the last Kalki symbol is yet to come.

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Names of Lord Vishnu

 Vishnu is one of the crucial divinities of Hindu folklore. He is the preserver divine force of Hindu trinity and shields the universe from being wrecked and props it up. Vishnu has come to earth in nine structures called the symbols to secure the world, the last Kalki symbol is yet to come.

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Names of Lord Hanuman

 Ruler Hanuman is likely one of the most celebrated and regarded figures in the Hindu Mythology. He is loved by numerous who wish to pick up quality and boldness in their lives. He is a manifestation of Lord Shiva and the child of the breeze god Vayu.

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Names of Lord Kamdev

 Master Kamdev is notable as the Hindu divinity of affection. Kamdev is the blending of two words in particular Kama and Deva. Deva implies divine or authentic while the Kama represents yearning, want or enthusiasm, for the most part as in sexy love or sexuality. As indicated by the Shiva Puran, Lord Kamdev is the child of universe maker "Master Brahma". Agreeing people of old Scriptures, Lord Kamdev was resurrected as Pradyumna, the child of Lord Krishna and Goddess Rukmini.

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Names of Lord Kartikeya

 Ruler Kartikeya is the most well known Hindu god among the individuals of Tamil Nadu. He is the child of Lord Shiva and Parvati, his sibling is Ganesha and his spouses are Valli and Deivayanai, he is known by various names like Subramanya, Subramani, Muruga, Shanmuga, Skanda, Karthilkeya, Arumuga and Kumaraswamy. Muruga is personally connected with bumpy locales, referred to in Tamil as Kurinji and is venerated as the watchman divinity. Master Muruga is a unique God with exceptional forces. By venerating master Muruga with profound commitment, confidence and bhakti all the difficulties and challenges throughout ones' life disappear and great days begin showing up.

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Names of Lord Lakshman

 As indicated by the Ramayana, Lakshman is supposed to be a one-quarter sign of Vishnu and a symbol of Shesha, a snake related with Vishnu. On that premise, Lakshman got known by the name of Sheshavatara. Despite the fact that Sheshavatara isn't the main name related with him. He is known by a few distinct names, and some of them can be followed in Valmiki Ramayana

Hindu Goddess Names

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Names of Goddess Parvati

 About Goddess Parvati: The goddess Parvati is viewed as the celestial force and spouse of Lord Shiva, the destroyer. Like his significant other Shiva, the goddess Parvati is said to have both gentle and horrendous viewpoints. The goddess Parvati is referred to by various names as Lalita, Uma, Gauri, Kali, Durga, Haimavati, and so forth.

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Names of Goddess Durga

 In Hinduism, the goddess Durga, otherwise called Shakti or Devi, is the defensive mother of the universe. She is one of the confidence's most famous divinities, a defender of all that is acceptable and amicable on the planet. Sitting with on leg on each side of a lion or tiger, Goddess Durga fights the powers of evil on the planet and ensures her fans. She is the partner of Lord Shiva.

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Names of Goddess Lakshmi

 Goddess Lakshmi is the partner of the god Vishnu. She is one of the most mainstream goddesses of Hindu folklore and is known as the goddess of riches, excellence and virtue. She is conjured regularly for a glad and prosperous life.

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Names of Goddess Saraswati

 Goddess Saraswati is the partner of Lord Brahma, the maker. Wearing white that represents virtue and quietness. Goddess Saraswati is hailed as the Goddess of getting the hang of, learning, shrewdness, music, and style in Hindu folklore.

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Names of Goddess Radha

 This Shri Radha’s (Priyaji’s) Namavali (index of names) is based on Her Nitya Vihar Rasas. Chanting these Holy Names grants a Devotee the boon to become a Sakhi in Nikunja and enter Her abode Nikunja in service to Her Divine's holy feet. Shri Dhruv Dasji Maharaj urges the readers & ‘Rasik Ananyas’ (Solely devoted to Shri Radhavallabh) to recite and sing only these special names of Shri Krishna’s beloved.

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Names of Goddess Sita

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Indian Names based on Indian Mythology

 Do you wish to name your kid dependent on a fanciful character? Browse our extensive database of names dependent on the Ramayana, Mahabharata and strict gods.

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[ancienthinduism]

8 captivating HINDU GODS the ‘WEST’ might not know about !

1. AYYAPPA : Protector of natural law

Lord Ayyappan, or simply Ayyappa (also spelled as Ayappa), is a Hindu deity worshipped mainly in South India,. Ayyappa is believed to have been born out of the union between Lord Shiva and the mythical enchantress Mohini, who is regarded as an avatar of Lord Vishnu. Therefore, Ayyappa is also known as "Hariharan Puthiran" or "Hariharputhra," which literally means the son of both "Hari," or Vishnu, and "Haran," or Shiva. Ayyappa is also commonly known as "Manikandan" .  

 According to the legend of his birth, his divine parents tied a golden bell (mani) around his neck (kandan) soon after his birth. As the legend goes, when Shiva and Mohini abandoned the baby on the banks of the Pampa river, King Rajashekhara, “the childless monarch of Pandalam”, found the newborn Ayyappa, accepted him as a divine gift, and adopted him as his own son. Due to evil manipulations of his step mother, he went to forest and killed demoness Mahishi and came to kingdom riding on tiger for giving milk of tiger to his step mother. After that he went to dense forest and disappeared. Upon the instructions of Ayyappa, King built temple for Ayyappa in Sabarimalai. Sabarimalai means Sabari- the devotee of Ayyappa and malai- the hill. Sabari, the devotee of Ayyappa had become a hill for the place of stay for Ayyappa. The most famous Lord Ayyappan shrine or temple is located at Sabarimala, on the hills of Pathanamthitta in Kerala,India.It is estimated over 50 million people reach the temple every year to seek blessings of the Lord Ayyappa on the day of Makar-Sankranthi or Pongal. Lord Ayyappa is believed to have laid down strict religious adherence to receive his blessings. The devotees should observe a 41-day penance before visiting him in the temple.

2. KALI : the dark mother goddess of Hinduism

The love between the Divine Mother and her human children is a unique relationship. Kali, the Dark Mother is one such deity with whom devotees have a very loving and intimate bond, in spite of her fearful appearance. In this relationship, the worshipper becomes a child and Kali assumes the form of the ever-caring mother.

Kali is represented with perhaps the fiercest features amongst all the world's deities. She has four arms, with a sword in one hand and the head of a demon in another. The other two hands bless her worshippers, and say, "fear not"! She has two dead heads for her earrings, a string of skulls as a necklace, and a girdle made of human hands as her clothing. Her tongue protrudes from her mouth, her eyes are red, and her face and breasts are sullied with blood. She stands with one foot on the thigh, and another on the chest of her husband, Shiva.

Kali's fierce form is strewed with  captivating symbols. Her black complexion symbolizes her all-embracing and transcendental nature. Says the Mahanirvana Tantra: "Just as all colors disappear in black, so all names and forms disappear in her". Her nudity is primeval, fundamental, and transparent like Nature — the earth, sea, and sky. Her three eyes represent past, present, and future, — the three modes of time — an attribute that lies in the very name Kali ('Kala' in Sanskrit means time).

In the eyes of westerners, Kali is a goddess dark of mind, body and soul, a mysterious goddess of death and destruction. However her story is far more complex and far-reaching; she cannot be easily fitted into a typical western narrative of good verses evil, and in fact transcends both.

Kali's guises and names are diverse. Shyama, Adya Ma, Tara Ma, and Dakshina Kalika, Chamundi are popular forms. Then there is Bhadra Kali, who is gentle, Shyamashana Kali, who lives only in the cremation ground, and so on. Ramakrishna Paramahamsa, Swami Vivekananda, Vamakhyapa, and Ramprasad are some of the legendary devotees of Kali. One thing was common to these saints — all of them loved the goddess as intimately as they loved their own mother. 

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3. KARTHIKEYA : the hindu god of WAR 

Kartikeya, the god of war and general of the army of the gods, is known for his extraordinary strength. He is known by many names , some of which are - Murugan, Subramanyam,Skanda,Vel etc.

Lord Kartikeya is said to be one of the most beautiful looking and handsome gods. He is often described as exuding boyish charm and yet with a serious face. Often depicted as a calm and serene character, he has a face that resembled the radiance of the full moon.  A demon named Tarakasura was given a boon by Lord Brahma himself that he would only be killed by someone who is as strong as Lord Shiva which would only be his son. It is believed that Lord Kartikeya or Murugan manifested for the sole purpose of killing Tarakasura. 

Kartikeya’s other name, Shadanana, which means ‘one with six heads’ corresponds to the five senses and the mind. The six heads also stand for his virtues enables him to see in all the directions - an important attribute that ensures that he counters all kinds blows that can hit him.The war imagery and the six heads of Kartikeya indicate that if humans wish to lead themselves efficiently through the battle of life, they must always be alert lest they are shown the wrong path by crafty people with the six demonic vices: kaama (sex), krodha (anger), lobha (greed), moha (passion), mada (ego) and matsarya (jealousy).

Kartikeya carries in one hand a spear and his other hand is always blessing devotees. His vehicle is a peacock, a pious bird that grips with its feet a serpent, which symbolizes the ego and desires of people. The peacock represents the destroyer of harmful habits and the conqueror of sensual desires. The symbolism of Kartikeya thus points to the ways and means of reaching perfection in life. He is an embodiment of perfection, a brave leader of God's forces, and a war God, who was created to destroy the demons, representing the negative tendencies in human beings. 

4. DHANVANTARI : the one who heals

Known as a physician of the Devas, Dhanvantari is a celebrated god amongst the practitioners of Ayurveda. . In Sanatana-dharma (Hinduism), praying to Dhanvantari is supposed to bring sound health for worshippers.

It is said that Dhanvantari was deputed by Lord Indra to take the science of Ayurveda to the mortals. Also to be noted, Dhanvantari is seen as an avatar of Lord Vishnu in Hinduism.  Bhagavata Purana states that Dhanvantari appeared when the ocean was churned by the gods and demons in search of the elixir of life ( nectar), Dhanvantari came out of it holding the  bowl of nectar in his hands. “Dhanus” denotes the science of surgeries and is only indicative. Thus, Dhanvantari is someone who has seen the end of it. “Dhanvan” also might mean a desert, according to Rigveda – V.36.1.  Thus Dhanvantari, the incarnation of Lord Vishnu, with a pot of nectar in his hand is like prapaa (oasis) in the desert of worldly existence.”

Lord Dhanvantari is an outstanding personality in the history of Ayurveda. He was the physician of the Gods (in both the Vedas and Puranas) and an excellent surgeon. It is also believed that Dhanvantari promulgated the practise of Ayurveda. According to the Charaka Samhita, the knowledge of Ayurveda is eternal and is revealed in each of the cycles of creation of the universe. When needed, Lord Vishnu himself incarnates as Lord Dhanvantari and reestablishes the tradition of Ayurveda in the world to help relieve some of humanity’s suffering.

Lord Dhanvantari is known as the father of Ayurveda, since he was the first divine incarnation to impart its wisdom amongst humans. It is written in the scriptures that, “One who remembers the name of Dhanvantari can be released from all disease.” Lord Dhanvantari is worshipped all over India as the God of Medicine. On the day of Dhanteras, birthday celebrations of Dhanvantari, the God of health, take place in an enthusiastic and delightful atmosphere. Dhanvatari Jayanti is celebrated throughout India by the practitioners of Ayurveda, the Indian traditional medicine.

5. KAMA ~ Hindu god of LOVE

Valentine's day on 14th February is celebrated by Indians  with lot of fervour, while not many are aware of Lord Kamadeva or Manmatha , the God of Love in Hindu mythology. Indians do not worship Lord Kamadeva or celebrate his birthday since “love” is not expressed openly or is considered taboo among conservative Indians though ironically the younger generation celebrate “love” associating it with Valentine's Day - a concept borrowed from the western world. “Love” has been expressed in ancient temples built centuries ago, like Khajuraho or Belur-Halebeedu, but are labelled as erotic and not generally discussed in the open since it is considered inappropriate to do so .

Kamadeva is portrayed as young, handsome man with wings carrying a bow and arrows. His bow is made of sugarcane with a cord of honeybees, and arrows of sweet-smelling Ashoka tree flowers, white and blue lotus flowers, Jasmine and Mango tree flowers. Lord Kamdeva is seen sitting on a Parrot.

It is believed that Lord Shiva burned Kamadeva on the day of Holi. Down south in India ,people worship Kamadeva-the Love-god for his extreme sacrifice on the day of Holi. Like Cupid is the God of love for the west and Ero’s for the Greeks , Kamadeva is the Hindu deity of love. His wife is “Rati” - goddess love, carnal desire, lust, passion and sexual pleasure . Lord Kamadeva, is the incarnation of Pradyumna and son of Goddess Sri though spiritually Vaishnavas believe him to be Lord Krishna.The meaning of the name Kama-deva is 'divine love' or 'God of love'. Vishnu Purana and Bhagavata Purana say Kamadeva is Vishnu. Sometimes he is also called Shiva and is described as "Prayaschita padyata" in Sanskrit. Kama is also a name for Agni (Fire God)

We could say confidently, that only a handful out of 100 people who celebrate V-Day, will know about the 3rd Century Roman saint in whose name V-day is celebrated. challenge yourself - do you know ?

6. VARUNA : lord of the oceans 

 In the Vedas, he has been described as the supreme, all knowing deity who created Heavens, Earth and Air. He is believed to be omnipresent and omniscient. As the word Varuna means “he who covers”, Lord Varuna is believed to be someone who encompasses the whole world. Thus, he is generally worshipped as personication of sky. But it is believed that he is also the controller of rivers, streams, lakes, oceans and other reservoirs of water, thus giving him the title of “God of the Oceans”.

Lord Varuna is believed to be son of Sage Kashyapa. As he is said to have originated from Aditi, the mother of Gods, he is also acknowledged as Aditya. According to the Vedas, he has thousand eyes which help him to oversee the whole world. He is often pictured as riding a chariot drawn by seven swans while holding the lotus, noose, conch and vessel of gems along with an umbrella held over his head. But some temples in Indian subcontinent have depicted him as riding on a crocodile. 

As being able to oversee the world with his thousand eyes, Lord Varuna is often also associated with moral law and community affairs.  He is also said to be the keeper of cosmic order, a force called “rta” which means justice. As being the one who enforces law, he is worshipped as keeper of divine order and enforcer of contracts.

Hindus worship Lord Varuna in different forms and ways. A legend associated with the festival of Rakhi is that of the worship offered to the sea god, Lord Varuna. On the Raksha Bandhan day, devotees offer coconuts to him.  He is said to keep watch over the various demons of the ocean. Nevertheless, Lord Varuna is still worshipped as the guardian of western direction.Lord Varuna’s worship is also considered to be vital part of the ritual ‘Sandhyavandanam’.

7. GARUDA : the messenger of gods

Garuda is the king of the birds and often acts as a messenger between the gods . Garuda has the head, wings, talons and beak of an eagle and the body and limbs of a man. He is said to have a white face, red wings and a golden body.

Garuda was the son of a great sage, Kashyapa. Since he was the son of the great sage, his wings had a peculiar quality in that every time they moved, verses from the Holy Vedas would be heard. The very presence of Garuda was thus a blessing and benediction. His immense powers were also a gift conferred upon his father the Valkhilya rishis, supernatural beings of miniscule size and immense spiritual accomplishments.

Garuda is said to have been born hungry, and while he was permitted to feast upon the natives, he accidentally swallowed and spit out a Brahmin, a member of the higher class that he was forbidden to touch. Still hungry, Garuda went on many escapades and every time he sat on a branch, it broke.  One time as Garuda caught a branch from falling, in fear that it might kill a Brahmin, Lord Vishnu spied him and asked what he was doing. (Lord Vishnu is one of the Hindu Trinity Godhead:  Brahma-the Creator, Vishnu-the Sustainer, and Siva-the Transformer.) Garuda told Vishnu that no tree or mountain seemed able to hold his weight, whereupon Vishnu offered him his arm to sit on and did not waiver at the weight.When Garuda was still hungry after eating, Vishnu offered him the flesh of his arm. After Garuda ate from Vishnu’s arm, there was no wound at all. Garuda bowed his head to Vishnu, realizing his divine nature and became Vishnu’s heroic friend for all time. In many Indian epics, Garuda carries Vishnu, and mostly serves him as his vehicle.

Garuda is known for his service, his concern for others and his impressive speed and strength. Among his many names, he is called “Chirad, the long eater” and “Garuda, the carrier of immense weight.” 

8. YAMA 

Yama, in hinduism, the god of the dead. The Vedas describe him as the first man who died, blazing the path of mortality down which all humans have since followed. He is the guardian of the south (the region of death) and presides over the resting place of the dead, which is located under the earth. In the Vedas, Yama was represented as a cheerful king of the departed ancestors, not as a punisher of sins, but in later mythology he became known as the just judge (Dharmaraja) who weighs the good and evil deeds of the dead and determines retribution. He is described as majestic in appearance, green or black, with red eyes and red garments. He carries a noose and a mace, which may be ornamented with a skull, and rides a buffalo.

Yama is the one who decides whether the souls of the dead shall come to heaven (Svarga) or to Naraka, where the souls of the wicked humans have to wait for their sins to be burned away so they can be reborn.In his abode, Yama decides about punishment and estimates the value of the actions for which the dead were responsible before their lives came to the end.

In the Tibetan beliefs, Yama is portrayed as the symbol of annihilation; he is a terrible monster crushing the wheel of life - unmercifully. In Hindu mythology, he is considered the benevolent god of the dead who treated humans friendly and well, but later, his attitude to humans significantly changes and he is portrayed as a frightening judge and punisher of human wrongdoings.

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This clever photo shoot delivers a hidden message about adopting pets.

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Homeless animals are a major problem all over the world.

In the U.S., our shelters are jam-packed with millions of cats, dogs, and other furry friends in desperate need of a home. Sadly, far too many of them never find one.

But in recent years, a powerful slogan has caught on in a major way: "Adopt, don't shop."

Campaigns from places like PETA and the ASPCA encourage families to take home needy animals from shelters instead of buying designer pets from breeders. At least one recent survey shows that it might be working; the majority of Americans considering adding a pet to the family would reportedly be more likely to adopt from a shelter.

It's progress, at least.

Now the idea of adoption as a way to fight animal homelessness is making its way to other parts of the world.

India, for example — home to a mind-boggling 30 million or so stray dogs — is in desperate need of a way to shift the way people think about homeless animals.

That's why one organization staged a brilliant and emotional photo shoot to combat the problem.

The photos, shot by World for All, show happy families — two parents with a new baby, a young couple in love, a pair of giggling kids.

But there's something missing in each photo. Can you spot it?

All photos by McCann Worldgroup, Mumbai/World for All*, used with permission.

Let's zoom out for a better view.

Cool, huh?

The eye-catching ads were created to promote a giant Adoptathon in Mumbai and brought in a ton of extra foot traffic. According to PetaPixel, the Adoptathon was a big success, with over 40 homeless animals finding new homes in just one day.

Not to mention, the images were a big hit in the photography/design community and with internet users all over the world.

The message? Pets aren't accessories. They're members of our families.

They need food and shelter. They need affection. But most of all, they need your love.

If you've decided that something's "missing" from your own family and that a four-legged friend might just fill the void, just know there are millions of them out there with plenty of love to give right back.

All they need is a chance.

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Abhimanyu, In my world

(Or, in which Shyama gives the version of Abhimanyu, present in her literary works).

Abhimanyu is the youngest of his family. He is the youngest out of Arjun's four sons, the youngest out of all of his cousins from both sides, and he is clearly, the pampered baby.

Abhimanyu resembles Subhadra in looks, but in one look, you can see who is his father.

Abhimanyu is seven years old when Arjun goes into exile, and has faint memories of his father. He is not taken to meet him in the forest, as both Krishna and Subhadra know that if he goes once, he will not leave Arjun again.

His favorite cousin is Pradyumna, who has cherished and loved Abhimanyu, perhaps far more than he did with Aniruddha.

Abhimanyu likes the idea of marriage, but refuses to say it. After all, who will want to marry a prince without a kingdom?

He does not know who his favorite uncle is, but it is definitely either Krishna or Balarama.

He is very tall, in today's standards, nearing 6 feet, but he is still somewhat small in front of his father.

Abhimanyu likes to write poetry once in a while.

He is very rich, as he participated in many competitions and won, his allowance is the highest amongst all the Yadava Princes, and he received so many gifts on his marriage.

Abhimanyu is generally very sweet and understanding, but he is also short tempered.

Speaking of tempers, his name literally means "extremely wrathful".

Abhimanyu was born in the Ashwini Nakshatra.

He loves his father, and paternal side of the family, but he does not know how to interact with them, except with the Upapandavas.

He got drunk first time at sixteen, in Panchal, when Shatanika snuck in wine from Dhrishtadyumna's special stash.

Abhimanyu has always been drawn to wheels and concentric figures, ever since childhood.

If you asked him who he loves the most in the world, he would take his mother's name in a heartbeat.

Abhimanyu was not interested in marrying Uttara, in the beginning, until he met her.

There was a gap of six months between the wedding and his arrival in Matsya, as the preparations were taking too long. Abhimanyu got familiar with his future wife in this time.

He falls in love with his wife rather quickly, except both of them are rather oblivious to it.

He loves to tease and prank Uttara, who gets easily manipulated.

Abhimanyu is a romantic husband, and showers his love in any way he can.

He is scared of parenthood, secretly.

The only thing he fears, is fear itself, the fear of disappointing others.

Abhimanyu always wears certain ornaments, like the silver sapphire ring his wife gave him, or the earrings his mother had gifted him, or the armband on his left bicep which belonged to his father.

He loves the color blue, and all of it's shades a lot.

Abhimanyu has tiny scars on his fingers and palms, due to archery practice.

If there is something that he never learnt, it is never giving up.

His temperament is a lot like his father's, except Abhimanyu inherited the temper of his uncles Bhima and Balarama.

When Uttara requests him to not join the war, he is tempted to do so, and then Abhimanyu remembers his father's belief over him.

Uttar's death traumatizes him more than anything.

He does not sleep on the night of the 12th day, no, he writes letters, to Pradyumna, to Balarama, to Arjun, to Subhadra, to his wife, and to his unborn child. He spends the whole night writing letters enough to last years. Krishna, Abhimanyu decides strangely, needs no sort of reassurances or letters, in case something happens, does he?

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This clever photo shoot delivers a hidden message about adopting pets.

<br>

Homeless animals are a major problem all over the world.

In the U.S., our shelters are jam-packed with millions of cats, dogs, and other furry friends in desperate need of a home. Sadly, far too many of them never find one.

But in recent years, a powerful slogan has caught on in a major way: "Adopt, don't shop."

Campaigns from places like PETA and the ASPCA encourage families to take home needy animals from shelters instead of buying designer pets from breeders. At least one recent survey shows that it might be working; the majority of Americans considering adding a pet to the family would reportedly be more likely to adopt from a shelter.

It's progress, at least.

Now the idea of adoption as a way to fight animal homelessness is making its way to other parts of the world.

India, for example — home to a mind-boggling 30 million or so stray dogs — is in desperate need of a way to shift the way people think about homeless animals.

That's why one organization staged a brilliant and emotional photo shoot to combat the problem.

The photos, shot by World for All, show happy families — two parents with a new baby, a young couple in love, a pair of giggling kids.

But there's something missing in each photo. Can you spot it?

All photos by McCann Worldgroup, Mumbai/World for All*, used with permission.

Let's zoom out for a better view.

Cool, huh?

The eye-catching ads were created to promote a giant Adoptathon in Mumbai and brought in a ton of extra foot traffic. According to PetaPixel, the Adoptathon was a big success, with over 40 homeless animals finding new homes in just one day.

Not to mention, the images were a big hit in the photography/design community and with internet users all over the world.

The message? Pets aren't accessories. They're members of our families.

They need food and shelter. They need affection. But most of all, they need your love.

If you've decided that something's "missing" from your own family and that a four-legged friend might just fill the void, just know there are millions of them out there with plenty of love to give right back.

All they need is a chance.

*Campaign by McCann Worldgroup, Mumbai, Prasoon Joshi, executive chairman and regional ED AP, Pradyumna Chauhan, national creative director, Sharmad Khambekar, creative director, Pranav Bhide, art director, Pranav Bhide, copywriter, Archit Gadiyar, copywriter, and Amol Jadhav, photographer.

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