Om Santi

Om Santi🙏🏻🫀

Moumita Debnath.

In the memory of a brave girl, the light of her parent’s life and now one among the stars.

You are not defined by what happened to you.

🙏🏻.Om Shanti.🙏🏻

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🪷🦚˚∗:𝙊𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙍𝙪𝙠𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙆𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙣𝙖 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙎𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙪𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩, 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙. 𝘼𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙆𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙣𝙖. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙩. 𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙩, 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙜 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙂𝙖𝙧𝙪𝙙𝙖, 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙈𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙨˚∗: 🦚🪷

Source: Shrimad Bhagvatam Canto 10, chap 53

SUBH RUKMINI HARAN EKADASHI🪷

Rakhumai Rakhumai💗💗

Krishna: Rukmini and me are having a baby.

Arjuna: That's a great ne-

Krishna: *slamming the adoption papers on the table* It's you, sign here.

Ehi Murare - Rukmini (Part 1)

A strong gale shook the temple gates as the princess of Vidarbha took feeble steps outside the stone complex. She felt faint by the step. That is it. Today will be my last on this earth, she said to herself. Trembling at the knees, she descended the cold stairs, supported by her maids. A thick haze had enveloped her. Or was it just a mirror pointing to her future? She could not tell anymore. She looked around at the flowers adorning the temple walls and the steps. Though soft, they felt like thorns to her feet. Head bowed, to to hide the overwhelming tears, she stepped under the intricately carved gate. The stone maidens embroiled in passionate embraces seemed to mock her. The stone-carved heroes were laughing at her. Of course! You deserve this derision, fool! You thought he, the king of all kings, the leader of the new world would come for you? How stupid you are! And why should he? Who are you but a simple maiden? You did not even dare to accept your love for him in front of your family! You do not deserve him in any way!

“Are you feeling alright, Kumari?” Startled, Rukmini stared. She had collapsed under the gate. All of her maids surrounded her with fans and glasses of water.” Kumari, should we send a message to the Yuvaraj? He can come and pick you up?”

“NO! Do not call my brother!” Rukmini heard herself say, “I’m alright, thank you.”

Rukmini trudged but a few steps when the world before her swayed again. Through the swirl of fog and dust, she saw a pair of lotus eyes staring at her, strong hands clasped around her waist. Could this be him? Then she heard a honey-sweet voice, “You haven’t had anything to eat. Have you?” She could barely nod. She had refused to eat anything from the morning. “Okay, so I am Krishna. You sent me a message through Sridama the priest, remember? You wanted me to pick you up from here?”

Her vision was beginning to clear up. She nodded weakly at the peacock-feathered smile. “Well, then you’d rather hop on and sit tight because I am going to speed!” With a sleek motion, he swirled her up on the golden chariot and leapt onto the driver’s seat. He waved at one awestruck man ogling at them. “Hey, Shishupal! Remember me? Lost a couple of arms last time we met, now, didn’t you?” Shishupal’s expression changed from a surprise to furious and finally a blur.

For some distance, they travelled in silence. The wheezing of the wind, the whirring of the chariot wheels, and the clucking of the horses’ hoofs all clicked harmoniously. Rukmini stared at her abductor’s crown. The peacock feathers flapped in the air as his curly locks got increasingly entangled. Rukmini still could not process all that had happened. Am I truly free? No matter how hard she tried, she could not shake off that eerie feeling. Then the clucking of another pair of hoofs drew menacingly close. Her heart sank once more as the familiar voice grew louder and louder spitting slurs with each breath. 

“That your brother huh?” He asked.

“Yes,” Rukmini mumbled. “I’m sorry.” 

With a loud screech, their chariot came to a stop. The horses neighed angrily. Krishna turned; his face was grim now. “What did you say?” He asked. His face seemed to be burning with a growing rage. Rukmini gulped, “I-I’m sorry.”

“I heard. Now, you listen, and you listen clearly. Never dare apologize to me again. Now let’s go teach your brother some manners, shall we?” Rukmini followed him quietly. Her brother, Yuvaraj Rukmi was already loading his bow. Letting out a little scream, Rukmini took a few steps back. To her horror, Krishna had also drawn a long sword. For the better part of an hour, she watched horrified as Rukmi and Krishna fought back and forth, their anger growing by the second. I did not want this! She watched her brother slowly lose the hack of the duel while a huge army led by a man wielding a golden mace drew closer. It was his brother, Balarama. She turned just in time to see her brother, Rukmi, on his knees, held by his hair, Krishna shivering in rage, the famed Sudarshana chakra in his hand. In a jiff, she found herself clutching his feet, sobbing and begging for her brother’s life.

Immediately Krishna knelt beside her, letting go of her brother. Wiping her tears, he said, “It’s okay princess, I will let him live. Please relax. I just want to avenge the insult he meted to you by promising your hand in marriage without your consent, that’s it.” Rukmini’s throat had gone dry. She found herself unable to speak. She just kept pressing his hands, hoping her prayer showed in her eyes. “Okay, since this is your wish, I will let him live, but he cannot go scot-free.” He smiled, “And as his soon-to-be brother-in-law, don’t you think I should educate him about the consequences of his wrongdoings? I feel it as my right.” Rukmini looked on as Krishna approached the now tightly bound Rukmi, grinning ear-to-ear. “So, Mr. Brother-in-law, let's hear the apology?” Wincing, Rukmi let out an angry murmur of apology. “Okay, and don’t you think that hairstyle is a bit outdated? Since you are not a very valiant young man, between bullying your little sister and hiding behind Jarasandha and his cronies, I think you must give up some of those luscious locks now.” Rukmini watched in incredulity as with a fluid motion of an arrow, Krishna shaved half of Rukmi’s head and moustache.

Chuckling loudly, Balarama opened Rukmi’s bondage and shooed him off on his half-broken chariot. Rukmini felt a warm hard across her shoulder. Finally, she managed a faint smile. While they bent down to seek Balarama’s blessings, he laughed and said to her, “Vaidarbhi, here’s something that might give you some hope. Your husband is not always Sudarshana-angry. Mostly he’s just this-lock-of-hair-level angry. I don’t know if it would help, but I am usually the angrier one in the scene.” Krishna chuckled back at him, “Now, Dau. If I could have some privacy with my wife?”

“Yes, sure! Have me drive out a hundred miles in the middle of the night, fight a hell of a battle and then demand privacy with your, may I mention, not-as-yet wife?! You, mister, will board your chariot and do not let me catch you parked anywhere before you've reached Grandpa’s palace. And you, sister, will keep him in check because the next time he disturbs my sleep, I break his neck.”

Grinning sheepishly, Krishna helped Rukmini onto his chariot, an arm around her waist. Rukmini blushed bright red, “Well, at least, I know not to apologize anymore!” She hid her face at the crook of his neck as Balarama reached out and pulled down the privacy curtains as the chariot rolled forward.

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🌺.𖥔˚･𝐎 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐬! 𝐁𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐨𝐣𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐚.𖥔˚･🌺

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Harivamsa (2.65.42)

🌺.𖥔˚･𝐘𝐨𝐮 (𝐑𝐮𝐤𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢) 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐊ṛṣṇ𝐚—𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐮ṣ𝐚. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐇𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓.𖥔˚･🌺

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Skand Purana (Dwārkā Mahatmya)

Mata Laxmi 🫀🙏🏻

अङ्गं हरेः पुलकभूषणमाश्रयन्ती भृङ्गाङ्गनेव मुकुलाभरणं तमालम् । अङ्गीकृताखिलविभूतिरपाङ्गलीला माङ्गल्यदास्तु मम मङ्गलदेवतायाः ॥१॥

Salutations to the one who always dwells in the body of Sri Hari like an ornament of ecstatic love, Like the bees that delightfully dwell over the half-open flowers of the Tamala tree, Who has contained within her body the entire opulence of the universe through the play of her divine glance, May that glance bring auspiciousness in my life.

मुग्धा मुहुर्विदधती वदने मुरारेः प्रेमत्रपाप्रणिहितानि गतागतानि । माला दृशोर्मधुकरीव महोत्पले या सा मे श्रियं दिशतु सागरसम्भवायाः ॥२॥

Salutations to Mother Lakshmi Who is charmed (by Hari), and incessantly directs Her Glances on the Face of Murari, (The Glances) Filled with Love and Bashfulness, directed towards Hari,  go out in this moment (Out of Love) and return in the next moment (out of Bashfulness),  As if the series of Glances has taken the form of Female Bees who go round and round a Huge Water Lily, May She bestow on me her glance filled with good fortune, She Who has arisen out of the Ocean.

・❥・ Kanakdhara stotram (verses1,2)

A small appreciation post for my Sri ❀♡