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i find the swyamvar scene extreamly romantic to be honest-also very spiritually beautiful,so i decided to write an OS on it-This is from Satis point of view of how she looks at the whole swaymwar scenario(all her thoughts are in Italics)
,im more of a closet writer😳,and rarely show my stuff to anyone
so i hope youll like it
shruti
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Sati looked at her reflection in the mirror-it was the same Sati she looked at everyday.But today-things were diffrent.Her Ebony hair pulled back in a plait,decked with flowers and jewels,her eyes lined with Kohl-filled with a passion,an energy,a fire she had never seen before,and her turmeric hued face shining like the Sun-with an expression so complex it was hard to read.Today was THE day-the last chance she ever had to do anything,ANYTHING.But what?she asked herself,as she looked around herself.
Today was her Swayamvar-the day she had to choose someone worthy of her.Sati looked around silently hardly affected by the chaos around her.Someone Worthy Of Me?,she asked herself as she looked back in the mirror.But the one who i WANT to be worthy of is far away at Kailash-does he even know of the turmoil im going through?.Her eyes glistened with tears,but she quickly composed herself again.Father must have not invited him-he hates him!,but does that mean i should get married to "another man"?...Shiv?can you see me with another man?,she asked as she looked out of the window towards Kailash-the abode of the only man she could ever love,the very reason why she existed.Kailash looked stormy,with gashes of thunder lightening and storm passing each second.Sati looked back at the mirror and wiped the lone tear that tricked down her face.You really cant can you Shiv?neither can I ever be with another man-im youre Ardhangini,I was born for you.But what about Father?he brought me to this world gave me all I ever wanted,How can i hurt him?...
"Sati?",it was her mother Prasuti who lovingly held her hand and softly said-'Sati,there are so many suitors outside,choose the right man,after all you have to spend your whole life with him,isnt it?",and caressed Satis face.How can i spend my whole life with someone else,when the seperation from Shiv wont leave me any life to live with?Im incomplete,Lifeless without him.Prasuti walked away and signaled Satis sisters to take her to the Darbar,Sati stood up and began to walk-almost lifeless,without the vigour,happiness and exitement of a bride-to-be.
"Sati?",said Additi as she gave her a Garland to hold,"This is youre Varmaala,choose someone who deserves it",as Additi hugged her.There is only one man worthy of this,Sati said to herself as she walked towards the entrance.She looked up and felt a tugg at her heart-Prajyapati Daksh-her father.Prajyapati advanced towards her,and gently stroked her hair-"Sati,i know you will do the right thing,you always have".Sati bend down and took his blessings holding back her tears with great difficulty-Maybe after this you will never want to see me again.Sati stood up unable to look in her fathers eyes-Maybe this is the last time you have ever looked at me with so much affection.Prajyapati held her hand gently escorted her to the Darbar.
The Darbar was full-of spectators,prospective suitors,Gods,Godesses,Maharishis even the Daityas.But Satis eyes searched for only one person-he wasnt there,she knew he wouldnt be but her heart still sunk.Sati walked to the center of the Darbar-all eyes looking at her in anticipation,as Sati herself suddenly looked determined.You have come for me each time havent you Shiv?,this time you will have to come-If my love is true you will...
Sati closed her eyes,and began to concentrate as she felt her heart beating harder with each passing second.She recalled each time she met Shiv,her heart brimming with emotions of how it was only with him that she felt so right,so complete,so happy-everything thing else seemed almost worthless without him.
||OM Namah Shiva||,she said softly under her breath,with all the love and devotion she could,and dropped the garlad she was holding.
Sati kept her eyes closed as suddenly the Darbar got embraced with Silence.Satis heartbeats got londer and lounder as she slowly opened her eyes and looked ahead,only to the see the only man she had ever dreamed of,ever loved standing in front of her with her Varmala around his neck-with Long matted hair flowing over his shoulders,dressed in tiger skin, adorning numerous Rudraksh Malas,smeared with ash.He was anything but what her father though was ideal,yet he looked so handsome,so perfect,and now he was hers.Shiva smiled lovingly at his Sati while Sati shyly smiled back-Finally Im Complete...
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