"Even in the darkest times, unwavering faith and righteousness will summon divine protection. Just as Prahlada's devotion brought forth Lord Narasimha, so too will steadfast belief invite the guardianship of the divine."
As Arsh and his friends continued their journey through the forest, the memory of the yellow stone with the Trināma sign lingered in Arsh's mind. Curiosity got the better of him, and he turned to Aditya, who seemed to know so much about these divine stories.
"Aditya," Arsh began, "can you tell us more about Lord Narasimha? The story you mentioned about him defeating Hiranyakashipu—I want to know more. You said there were three lion avatars?"
Aditya smiled, pleased with Arsh's curiosity. "Of course, Arsh. The story of Narasimha is a powerful tale of devotion, protection, and divine justice. Narasimha is one of the ten principal avatars of Lord Vishnu, and his story is truly remarkable. Let me share with you the sloka that praises the three lion avatars of Lord Vishnu."
Aditya cleared his throat and began to recite:
नृसिंह: क्रोधसम्भूत: हिरण्यकशिपोर्वध: ।
सत्त्वं चक्रे प्रह्लादं च शक्तित: स च सर्वग: ॥
Nṛsiṁhaḥ krodhasambhūtaḥ hiraṇyakaśiporvadhaḥ।
Sattvaṁ cakre prahlādaṁ ca śaktitaḥ sa ca sarvagaḥ॥
"The sloka speaks of Narasimha, born out of divine anger to destroy the demon Hiranyakashipu. He manifested to protect his devotee Prahlada and uphold dharma."
Arsh listened intently, feeling the weight of the words and the power they carried. The story of Narasimha, a symbol of unwavering faith and divine intervention, intrigued him deeply.
"Aditya," Arsh said softly, "tell us more about the story. How did it all happen?"
Aditya nodded, ready to recount the tale of Lord Narasimha, as they walked through the forest, their spirits lifted by the promise of divine protection and the unfolding mysteries of their journey.
### Hiranyakashipu's Tapasya and the Birth of Prahlada
Hiranyakashipu, a powerful asura and brother of Hiranyaksha, who was slain by the Varaha avatar of Vishnu, sought to avenge his brother's death and gain supreme power and immortality. To achieve this, he decided to undertake severe penance to appease Brahma. With unwavering determination, Hiranyakashipu went to the Mandara Mountain, stood on one toe with his hands raised towards the sky, and commenced his intense tapasya. His austerities were so extreme that he remained motionless, without food or water, for years, causing his flesh to wither away. The severity of his penance created immense heat, disturbing the cosmic balance and affecting all three worlds: the heavens, the earth, and the netherworld. Worried about the consequences of his penance and the threat he posed, the devas, led by Indra, decided to intervene and stop him. They first sent their armies to physically attack Hiranyakashipu, but his intense focus and penance made him impervious to such disturbances. Undeterred, the devas then sent beautiful apsaras to distract him with their charm, but he remained unmoved, completely focused on Brahma. In a final attempt, the devas created terrifying illusions and horrific visions to frighten him, but Hiranyakashipu's concentration remained unbroken.
Realizing the futility of their efforts, the devas approached Brahma, expressing their concerns about Hiranyakashipu's penance and the potential threat he posed. Brahma, impressed by Hiranyakashipu's unwavering devotion, decided to grant him a boon. Appearing before the asura, Brahma said, "Hiranyakashipu, your penance has impressed me. Ask for any boon you desire." Hiranyakashipu replied, "Great Brahma, grant me immortality." Brahma responded, "Immortality is not within my power to grant, for all beings must eventually die." Hiranyakashipu then cleverly asked for a series of conditions to ensure his near-immortality: "Grant me that I shall not die indoors or outdoors, during the day or night, on the ground or in the sky, by any human or animal, by any weapon, or by any entity created by you."
Brahma granted these boons, making Hiranyakashipu nearly invincible. Empowered by these boons, Hiranyakashipu began to terrorize the universe, seeking revenge against Vishnu, who had killed his brother. His newfound power and arrogance led him to believe he was invincible.
Despite his immense power and hatred towards Vishnu, Hiranyakashipu had a son named Prahlada, who was born with an innate devotion to Lord Vishnu. The story of Prahlada's birth and devotion begins with Hiranyakashipu's wife, Kayadhu, who was pregnant during the time of Hiranyakashipu's penance. When Indra and the other devas attempted to attack Hiranyakashipu, they also captured Kayadhu, intending to kill her unborn child, fearing it would be as powerful and malevolent as its father.
As the devas were about to harm Kayadhu, Sage Narada intervened. He stopped them, saying, "This child in her womb is no ordinary child. He will be a great devotee of Lord Vishnu and will bring glory and righteousness." The devas, respecting Narada's wisdom, released Kayadhu into his care. Narada took her to his ashram, where he taught her the glories of Lord Vishnu. Even while in the womb, Prahlada absorbed Narada's teachings and developed an unwavering devotion to Vishnu.
After Hiranyakashipu returned from his penance, he and Kayadhu were reunited, and Prahlada was born. As he grew, it became evident that Prahlada was an extraordinary child with a deep and unshakable devotion to Vishnu. Despite being born in a family that despised Vishnu, Prahlada continuously chanted the Lord's name and inspired others to do the same.
Hiranyakashipu was furious when he discovered that his son was a devotee of his sworn enemy. He summoned Prahlada and asked sternly, "Prahlada, who is the greatest in the universe?" Without hesitation, Prahlada replied, "Lord Vishnu is the greatest, father." This answer enraged Hiranyakashipu, who could not tolerate such defiance in his own house.
Tortures Inflicted on Prahlada
Hiranyakashipu decided to break Prahlada's devotion to Vishnu through various tortures, but each attempt failed miraculously due to Vishnu's protection. Here are some of the tortures Prahlada endured:
1. Throwing Prahlada from a Cliff: Hiranyakashipu ordered his soldiers to throw Prahlada from a high cliff. As Prahlada fell, he chanted Vishnu's name, and Vishnu caught him safely.
2. Trampling by Elephants: Hiranyakashipu commanded wild elephants to trample Prahlada. The elephants, however, refused to harm him, recognizing the divine presence in him.
3. Poisoning: Hiranyakashipu tried to poison Prahlada, but the poison turned into nectar in his mouth.
4. Throwing into a Snake Pit: Hiranyakashipu had Prahlada thrown into a pit of venomous snakes, but the snakes did not harm him, as Vishnu protected him.
5. Setting on Fire: Holika, Hiranyakashipu's sister, had a boon that made her immune to fire. Hiranyakashipu asked her to sit with Prahlada on her lap in a blazing fire. However, Prahlada emerged unscathed while Holika was consumed by the flames.
Despite these severe tortures, Prahlada's devotion only grew stronger. Each time he was miraculously saved, he continued to proclaim his unwavering faith in Vishnu. Frustrated and unable to change his son's devotion, Hiranyakashipu demanded, "If your Vishnu is everywhere, is he in this pillar?" Prahlada calmly replied, "Yes, father. Vishnu is everywhere."
In a fit of rage, Hiranyakashipu struck the pillar with his mace. To his shock, the pillar split open, and Lord Vishnu emerged in the form of Narasimha, a half-man, half-lion avatar. This form was specifically designed to circumvent the boons given to Hiranyakashipu by Brahma. Narasimha was neither man nor animal, it was twilight (neither day nor night), and he placed Hiranyakashipu on his lap (neither ground nor sky) at the threshold of the courtyard (neither indoors nor outdoors). Using his claws (neither a weapon nor non-weapon), Narasimha tore Hiranyakashipu apart, ending his reign of terror. However, Narasimha's rage did not subside with the death of Hiranyakashipu. His fury grew uncontrollable, threatening to destroy the universe.
Seeing the unstoppable rage of Narasimha, the devas and sages sought the help of Lord Shiva to pacify him. To subdue Narasimha's fury, Lord Shiva took the form of Sharabha, a powerful and fearsome being with the body of a lion and wings of a bird, known as Sharabeshwara. Sharabha confronted Narasimha, engaging him in a fierce battle to calm his wrath. Despite the intense combat, Narasimha's rage remained unabated.
Seeing the escalating situation, Ma Parvati took the form of Pratyangira, a powerful goddess with a lioness face, embodying the ferocity needed to counteract Narasimha's fury. Pratyangira joined the effort to pacify Narasimha, and her presence, combined with Sharabha's power, gradually began to calm Narasimha.
Eventually, Narasimha's rage started to subside, but to completely calm him, Lord Shiva applied sandalwood paste (gandha) on Narasimha's body. The cooling effect of the sandalwood soothed Narasimha's fiery anger, bringing him to a state of tranquility. With his rage pacified, Narasimha transformed back into Lord Vishnu, fully calmed and restored to his benevolent form.
The combined efforts of Lord Shiva as Sharabha and Ma Parvati as Pratyangira, along with the application of sandalwood paste, successfully pacified Narasimha's rage. This act not only restored cosmic balance but also reinforced the harmonious relationship between the different deities, illustrating their unity in preserving the universe's order. Prahlada was then crowned king, his devotion to Vishnu celebrated and his reign marked by peace and righteousness. Prahlada remains a symbol of pure devotion and steadfast faith, illustrating that true devotion transcends all obstacles and adversities.
### Chapter 24: Secrets of Shrunkala
As Arsh and his friends continued their journey, they finally reached Shrunkala, a city renowned for its ancient artifacts and rich history. The bustling streets and vibrant marketplace promised a wealth of information, but also presented a challenge in sifting through the myriad of vendors and storytellers.
"We should split up," Arsh suggested. "Cover more ground that way. Meet back here in a couple of hours."
Everyone agreed, and the group divided into smaller teams, each setting off in different directions to inquire about Atharv and his legacy. Despite their efforts, no one seemed to have any concrete information about the ancient warrior.
Meanwhile, Aditya, feeling restless, flew above the city, scanning the streets from a bird's eye view. Suddenly, he felt a pull, an inexplicable urge to head towards a secluded part of the city. Without warning, he vanished from sight, his wings carrying him swiftly to a deserted alley.
Once there, Aditya transformed into his human form. Tears welled up in his eyes as he wandered through the quiet streets. Memories flooded his mind—of someone he had failed to protect, of a family that suffered at the hands of demons. Guilt and sorrow weighed heavily on him.
"If only I had been there," Aditya muttered to himself, his voice choked with emotion. "If only I had helped, they might have survived."
For hours, he walked aimlessly, consumed by his thoughts. He didn't want his friends to see him in this state; they didn't even know he could shapeshift into a human. It was a secret he had kept from them, a part of himself he rarely revealed.
As the sun began to set, Aditya made his way back to the outskirts of the city, transforming back into his majestic form. He spotted Arsh training on the other side of the mountain, far from the hustle and bustle of the city.
"Hey, where have you been?" Arsh called out, noticing Aditya's return.
"Just needed to stretch my wings a bit," Aditya replied, forcing a smile. He decided not to share his earlier transformation or the tears he shed. Instead, he joined Arsh, offering to help with his training.
Together, they continued their practice, each hiding their own secrets, yet united in their quest. Little did they know that their journey in Shrunkala was just beginning, and the answers they sought were closer than they realized.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the city of Shrunkala, Aditya approached Arsh, who was deep in thought.
"Did you get any clue about the hero?" Aditya asked, his voice tinged with hope.
Arsh shook his head. "No, nothing yet. But my instincts tell me we're close. You go and search; I think we can find a clue about him. My strong sense is saying I'll also search this time."
Aditya nodded, knowing Arsh's intuition was rarely wrong. They both set off in different directions, determined to uncover any piece of information that could lead them to Atharv.
As Aditya ventured further into the less populated areas of the city, he once again found a deserted alley. He transformed into his human form, feeling the familiar weight of sorrow and guilt pressing down on him. He walked with a heavy heart, unaware that he was being followed.
The assassin, who had been tailing Aditya and his group, witnessed the transformation. His eyes widened, filled with a mix of shock and tears. The sight of Aditya reminded him of someone from his past, someone who had made promises long ago that they would never be separated.
[End of Chapter 26]