"You never loved me." She wails, her eyes a bleeding red that he can't face. She's kneeling at his feet and he's frozen in the light of the accusation that marks his skin whipped with every word.
She doesn't see it, of course. Her grief and ache blinds her.
He kneels, eyes burning with tears as he holds her as desperately as she sobs. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
His and her pain are both entwined and it's a physical ache in his heart.
"You are the perpetrator of the universe," she says,"Help me. I beg of you. Please."
He holds her tighter still, for she needs to be held together as she breaks apart. "I am here. Here. I won't leave you. I will never leave you. I will always, always be with you."
"Then love me!" She screams, and the kaustubh jewel on his chest leaves an impression on her forehead as she slumps in his arms. "Protect me! Let me be happy. Please, just love me, please, please. Please. Love me."
She's sniffling as he begs her to believe him. Believe in him. "I do. I've loved you for yugs, I've loved you since before you were born, I've loved you before you knew of me and I will love you even if you never love me. You are a part of me. I love you, beyond illusions and beyond doubt."
Her nails are leaving tiny red scraps down his arms but she's trembling still. "You are a God. How can you ever love me?"
"I am your Krishna first." He says and she sobs harder.
It's guilt instead of grief now, but he holds her all the same.
hahahaha that was such bad timing😂😂😂💕💕💕💕
krishna: MORE PASSION MORE PASSION MORE ENERGY MORE ENERGY MORE FOOTWORK MORE FOOTWORK
arjun: 🥹🙏
ITS NEARLY NAVRATRI SEASON BROOSSSSS
💃💃💃💃💃💃💃
JAI AMBE MAA
The year was 1555. Portuguese colonial power was at its peak in the 1500’s. They destroyed Zamorins of Calicut. Defeated the Sultan of Bijapur. Took away Daman from the Sultan of Gujarat, Established a colony in Mylapore, Captured Bombay and made Goa as their headquarters. And while they were at it, pretty much unchallenged, they even ruined the ancient Kapaleeswarar Temple to build a Church over it.
Their next target, the super profitable port of Mangalore.
Their only bad luck, just 14 kilometers south of Mangalore was the small settlement of Ullal - ruled then by a feisty 30 year old woman - RANI ABBAKKA CHOWTA
Initially, they took her lightly and sent a few boats and soldiers to capture and bring her back to Goa - Those boats never came back.
Shocked and enraged, they sent a huge fleet of ships this time, under the command of much celebrated Admiral Dom Álvaro da Silveira - The admiral soon returned, badly injured and empty handed.
Thereafter, another Portuguese fleet was sent - only a few injured from the crew managed to make it back.
Then the Portuguese went on to capture the Mangalore port and the fort anyways, perhaps planning to tackle Rani Abbakka Chowta from the convenient distance of the Mangalore fort.
After the successful capture of Mangalore, a huge army under João Peixoto, an experienced Portuguese General was sent to Ullal.
The brief was simple: Subjugate Ullal and capture Abbakka Chowta.
The plan was foolproof- there was no way a 30 year old lady with a few men could withstand the might of an army of thousands with advanced weapons.
The Portuguese reached Ullal and found it deserted. Abbakka was nowhere in sight.
They roamed around, relaxed and thanked their stars - Just when they were about to call it a victory - Mrs Chowta attacked with 200 of her chosen men - there was chaos all around and many portuguese lost their lives even without a fight
General João Peixoto was assassinated, 70 Portuguese were captured and the rest just ran away.
So if you’re Abbakka Chowta, who’s just defeated a large army of aggressors, killed a general, captured fighters and defended her city - What will you do?
- Rest and enjoy the moment right?
- Right?
- No!
Rani Abbakka Chowta, rode with her men towards Mangalore that same night, and laid a siege of the Mangalore fort - She not just broke inside the fort successfully - but assassinated Admiral Mascarenhas the Chief of the Portuguese power there and forced the remaining Portuguese to vacate the fort.
She didn’t just stop at this but went on to even capture the Portuguese settlement at Kundapura, a full 100 kms, north of Mangalore - Just to make a point.
The Portuguese finally managed to get back at Abbakka Chowta by convincing her estranged husband, to betray for money. She was arrested and put in the prison where she revolted again and was killed while trying to escape.
Abbakka Chowta was a Jain who fought against the Portuguese for four decades, with an army comprising of both Hindus and Muslims, a full 300 years before the First War of Indian Independence in 1857.
What did we Indians do to her, as a mark of our respect and gratitude? - We just forgot her.
We didn’t name our girls after her. We didn’t even teach her stories to our kids.
Yes we did release a Postal Stamp in her name, named a boat after her and erected 2 statues - yes just 2 statues in the whole of India for someone who should be our national hero.
The Indian Coast Guard ship ICGS Rani Abbakka the 1st of a series of five inshore patrol vessels built at Hindustan Shipyard Ltd is named after Abbakka Mahadevi.
We might have got to read a chapter about her in our text books, had she been a European or an American.
Many talk about her being the last Indian to have the power of the agni-ban. In all this cacophony, our generation has lost a great hero - a great source of inspiration.
Still wondering why you’ve not heard about her yet?
still don't understand how i can properly respect kanha as literal origin of everything ever but still say wassup bro to him in my head
Day Six of Navratri
9 days, 9 Godesses
Day Six: Maa Katyayani
Once there lived a sage called Katyayana who prayed to the goddess to be born as his child in order to kill Mahishasura. She agreed and was born as his daughter and thus was called Katyayani. When the gods invoked Mahashakti – the primordial feminine power to protect them from the demon, Mahisha, she emerged from the sacrificial fire of the sage Katyayan. All the male gods bestowed their special powers and weapons on her. She is the avatara of Parvati in the form of the warrior goddess and is one of the most well-known and beloved of her forms.
Riding a lion, she proceeded towards the Vindhya mountains where the demon lived and killed him. Hence, she is also known as Mahishasuramardini.
Jai Maa Durga 🕉️🔱
this is so beautiful! shri krishna says that the true yogi or realised one is who is steady across all opposing conditions and emotions. and He is the param yogi, yogeshwar. He is also sat-chit-ananda. I had not connected that steadiness to this bliss:)
❝there is only one meaningful word in life, and that is bliss. Happiness and unhappiness are not meaningful; they have been created by dividing bliss into two. The part that is in accord with you, that you accept, is called happiness, and the part that is discordant to you, that you deny, is called unhappiness.❞
❝They are our interpretations of bliss, divided - and as long as it agrees with you it is happiness and when it begins to disagree with you it is called unhappiness.❞
Bliss is truth, the whole truth.
❝It is significant that the word bliss, is anand in Sanskrit, is without an opposite. Happiness has its opposite in unhappiness, love has its opposite in hate, heaven in hell, but bliss has no such opposite. It is so because there is no state opposed to bliss. If there is any such state, it is that of happiness and of misery both. Similarly, the Sanskrit word moksha, which means freedom or liberation, has no opposite. Moksha is the state of bliss. Moksha means that happiness and misery are equally acceptable.❞
I will always share this one hehe.
also yess tum prem ho 💙
Gopis and gopas of Tumblr, let's start a Bhajan chain
Drop your favourite Bhajan of kanha
Hare Krishna hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna hare hare 💙🦚💙
So I was just a little sad couple of days ago and all of a sudden I had this one thought and it changed my mood completely. And now it does everytime whenever I'm down.
I was sad and then I thought that this is the same earth on which shree krishan came with Radha Rani. Idk and idc whether you understand what I'm trying to say but thinking of it like this just makes me feel so privileged. That I'm on same earth where Shree Krishan came, we are here now where Shree Krishan had already been. And since we have got this life as humans it's already a miracle because we are so privileged that we got to know about Shree Krishan "the karta dharta of this universe" it's magical. And the another thing is knowing the fact that shree Hanuman ji is also here around us somewhere. I mean like these thoughts just change my whole mood. I automatically feel blessed thinking about all this.
Day three of Navratri
9 days, 9 Godesses
Day Three: Chandraghanta | चन्द्रघण्टा
Chandraghanta represents Parvati on her wedding day. Parvati was given this title by Mahadeva himself, due to her wish to have Chandra, the Moon God, adorn her forehead, as her Lord was adorned by the crescent moon upon his crown of matted locks, giving rise to his name Chandrashekhara.
Her fierce form is capable of destroying obstacles both on the inner path as well as the outside world. Her devotees easily achieve success in life. She bestows divine vision on them. Sometimes they hear divine fragrances and sounds.
Aum Devi Chandraghantaayai Namaha
ॐ देवी चन्द्रघण्टायै नमः
Jai Maa Durga 🔱