We are going to see this story from the perspective of Kashi Princess Amba who longed to marry King Shantanu and Ganga Putra Bhism but was brutally rejected by him for several times. What will happen if a 21st century girl, student of Psychology, su...
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Devi Ganga
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Description & Back Story:
An exquisite beauty was seen to roam the shores of river Ganges. She wore a white laced chiffon Saree with golden red border and it's end was now seen to be tossing and flowing in the air. Her electricifying personality made her more charming than ever. Her eyes were deep blue like ocean and a small tint of purple in its apple made anyone's heart flutter. When she would lift her longest eyelashes to someone or batt it several times one could be instantly mesmerized by it's beauty. Since now none be it a human or a God could resist the charming eyes of Ganga. Yes she was Ganga. The daughter of Lord Brahma who was cursed her to come to the earth and to live there as human for 8 years.
The story starts some 21 yrs ago. Ganga emerged accidentally from the water pot or "Kamandulu" of Lord Brahma who was her father figure. It was that time when she was known nothing. Everything was new to her. She did not know her surroundings except just one thing that she was very beautiful. That realization gave her arrogance. And that was the mere reason of her downfall that day.
That day she was invited by Indra Dev at his royal court to enjoy music of his "Apsaras" (dancers & angels) with her entire family. She was very excited to go there. Her parents Lord Brahma and mother Brahmani or Saraswati (wife of Lord Brahma) accompanied her with joy. She was jumping in joy too. For which attitude her mother had scolded many times and warned her too. But she was not paying any attention to her mother. Alas, if only she gave her mother's warnings a due respect.
When she attained by all Lords in that royal court then everyone there were simply mesmerized by her beauty. Her father Lord Brahma and her own mother Saraswati felt very proud of themselves. All congratulated them for having such a beautiful girl. But one of them seemed awestruck by just looking at her. He lost his everything in her deep blue eyes similar to sea. He was a Gandarv Prince. He himself was not less than any Gods to look at. His masculinity and innocent face took her breath away too. They both were equally smitten by each other. When the dance sessions started they both were already lost in each others eyes. When everyone was praising her beauty he was diving in her wide blue eyes. This act did not go unnoticed by her father Lord Brahma. He looked agitated. This was simply not wanted to him. It looked directly disrespectful to him.
In the meantime one mischievous smile passed on Indra Dev's lips. The King of all Gods were well known for his misdeeds and mischiefs. He lifted his eyes to Pawan Dev (god of air) who understood the signal. He lifted his own right palm slightly and a gust of cold air suddenly blew from just nowhere. It was so cold air that every guest shivered a little bit. In this gust of air Ganga's "angavashtram" or shawl started to fly. In hurry, she did not put separate clothes to hide her head and her chest. She used only one of them. A deep milkish white color Angabashtram to cover from her head and draped it around her chest. When this gust of air touched her end of that cloth then it suddenly flied in the air revealing her milk white "Kanchuli"or corset. Everyone around her felt quite uncomfortable. All the men gathered in the court lowered their head in unison. This scene before their very eyes seemed shameful to them. Even the mischievous Indra Dev and his evil assistant Pawan Dev lowered their heads too. Except only one. He was none but Gandharav Prince. Poor soul!! It was not his fault. He was not looking at Ganga's attire like others, he was looking at her eyes. He wanted to marry her. Ganga also reciprocated to his silent calls. They both were still gawking each other. They even forgot to bat their eyelashes or let out their respective breaths. They were both longing for each other without even noticing both of their uncomfortable surroundings.
Lord Brahma cleared his throat. But his daughter did not pay attention to him. Neither she put her disrabelled cloth to hide her bare chest nor she looked at her father's direction. Alas, this foolish girl was deeply in love. For the first time in her life. If she payed attention to her father then she would notice that her father's face went crimson red in rage. He felt quite humiliated by seeing his dear daughter's shamelessness and also the audacity of that brat Gandarav.
"Ganga, you shameless woman.."
With a jolt she broke up from her daydreams and by seeing her father's angry face she looked awestruck. What had she done?!!! She still was not noticing her bare chest.
"You are my only daughter. And look at you. You shamelessly using your own body to seduce men in the open public. Shame on you." Lord Brahma yelled in anger.
Suddenly with another jolt she looked at herself and pulled her Dupatta over her bare chest. She lowered her head in shame. Now she understood her guilt. Now she knew why her dotting father was so angry with her. Her big eyes got instantly moisted. Her father never scolded her in public. Little did she knew that this was just the beginning.
"I curse you to go to the earth and be there as a Shajya-Sangini (partner) of a King for eight long years. Each year you will give birth to his sons and you have to drown them in your own hands." Lord Brahma screamed once more.
She lifted her teary eyes to her father. What did he saying?!! Bed partner of an unknown person?!! Giving birth and killing her own innocent new born babies?!!! How heartless and cruel punishment for a simple mistake?!!
Her father read her mind and sighed hard. "I know, Putri (daughter). But I can't help it. It is your fate. At least I can grant you 21 more years here in Brahma Lok before descending to the earth. You are destined to be the wife of Maharajah Shantanu of the Bharat Vansha."
Story Unfolds:
Still then she was waiting eagerly for the arrival of King Shantanu in her life. She spent every single evening in the shore of her own riverside in the hope of meeting him. Her father had granted her only wish. She retained her memory of that day.
She sighed hard. Today was wasted too. The King of Hastinapur did not come even today. She was waiting for him since 6 months. She had to live through her own curse to retain her goddess-hood once more.
All of a sudden she noticed a chariot was coming fast to her from the far eastern corner. She narrowed her eyes to look more. She had to know who it was!! An extremely handsome man of 21 was standing tall in the chariot.
The chariot came near her and it stopped. That man came down with dignity and respectfully asked her a question by lifting his right eyebrow slightly.
"Devi (miss), you are an exquisite beauty yourself. Tell me why you are alone at this time?!! Don't you be scared of anything?!!!"
His husky baritone voice sent a shiver in her vein. Desire was building in her body. But she controlled herself. By lowering her head to the floor she tied a knot with her blue duppatta while replying timidly -
"I am Ganga. I am waiting for King Shantanu's arrival."
An charmingly innocent smile lighted up instantly on the man's handsome face. He maintained his posture but in his deep husky baritone voice again answered her -
"Tab to Devi ap ki khonj samapt huyi. Kyunki main Shantanu hoon. (Then your search ended here. Because I am Shantanu myself.)"
She lifted her wide eyes to him with another jolt and lost herself once more in his doe shaped always color changing eyes. She did not recognize her first crush. She did not know that Gandarav Prince was in this birth was King Shantanu himself.
