A Journey To Discover Life

The King of Devas and Devguru Brihaspati were travelling to Kailash to meet the holy Lord. On the way to the Jungle, they met a naked man deep in meditation. The vain King asked the man the way. The man was so deep in his meditation that he did not reply. Fierce at this kind of humiliation, the God of Thunderstruck the man with it. The man opened his hand and neutralised the bolt. His third eye opened in rage, paralysing the King of Devas. However, he controlled his anger, and instead of turning the King to ashes, the energy from his third eye met the Oceans. " Prabhu? Forgive Indra, for he did not know who you were."  Brihaspati pleaded. " DevGuru. This is my Kailash, where no man is greater than the other. He is not the king here. He should treat a man like he wants to be treated." " Please forgive him, My Lord."  The ever-forgiving Bholenath smiled. Miles away from the God of the Oceans, Samudradev found a baby. His wails were disturbingly loud. It did ...

He was dark and handsome. A younger reflection of his father, some said. A valiant warrior since his teens. His skills with the bow, arrow and spear were second to none. His warrior skills were trained by his father, the Lord himself. His birth was to kill a demon that tortured the people and drove the Devas away from Indralok. He was the eldest son, travelling all over Aryavarta to spread his father's teachings from north to south. His peacock was his best friend away from home, and he stayed in southern cities away from his home at Mt. Kailash to spread the worship of the lord. He led the devas to war against the Asuras and killed Taraka, the demon who had the boon to be killed by the Lord's son. He won the war, and the gods urged him to be their leader. His father, however, gave him the task of spreading knowledge to the south and restored Indra as the King of the gods. As he went south, the insecure Indra sent his daughter as a spy behind him to make sure he never had the p...

Nestled in the valley of the mountains, the Himalaya, the king of mountains, Hemavat, had his kingdom. He was a devout Shaivist; his wife, Menaka, also known as Menavati, was often referred to in the previous life as a nymph and a friend to Devi Sati. After her children had left the nest, the lonely Menaka wished she had a daughter. She prayed to the gods. Little did she know, the gods were as eager as she was for the birth of her child, Parvati, the daughter of Parvat Raj Himalaya. Menaka lovingly started calling her Gauri, for her complexion was fair, like that of the people of the mountains. As she nurtured her child, little did the queen know that the  princess was born to fulfil the story that remained unfinished in her previous life. She did not remember how, once in jest, she had expressed her desire to be mother to Sati when she was in Kailash. While she braided the Devi's hair, Menaka expressed her loneliness, and Sati had promised to be her daughter in her next life. Sati...

High in the mountains of Tibet, among the stark Himalayan ranges, stands the sacred Mount Kailash. Around its dry slopes, the desolate terrain offers a sharp contrast to the lush valleys found elsewhere in the Himalayas. From its heights, one may glimpse Lake Manasarovar lying to the left, its pure waters shimmering with natural beauty amidst the barren surroundings. The atmosphere here feels untouched by the corruption of the world, still as spiritual and solemn as it must have been in ancient times. Close by stands a Buddhist monastery. But long before the birth of Gautama Buddha, these mountains were home to primitive tribes. Life here was harsh; men and women fought the cold, scoured the forests for food, and built their shelters against the punishing winds. The mountains were richer then, their forests teeming with life, so different from the bare slopes seen today. Among these tribes lived a man so extraordinary that his people called him the Lord of the Land. His bravery was equ...