The world of Kali Yuga was a place of shadow and chaos, where the purity of dharma had been tainted by greed and war. In this dark time, four divine beings, unaware of their true nature, lived among mortals. These fourâBudhl-Padma, Ashvi-Aparuja, Aja-akshar, and Ananta-haraâcarried within them the spark of divinity, though they were oblivious to the power they held.
Budhl-Padma and Ashvi-Aparuja lived together, their bond as sisters unbreakable. They spent their days in meditation and contemplation, feeling an inexplicable call to something greater.
"Do you ever feel as though this world doesn't belong to us?" Budhl-Padma asked one day, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air as she sketched visions of a world far beyond Kali Yuga.
"Every day," Ashvi-Aparuja replied, her sightless eyes hidden behind a strip of white cloth. She had been blind since birth, but her lack of sight only deepened her insight. "I see more clearly than those who claim perfect vision. I see the injustice, the suffering, and the dharma we must uphold."
Meanwhile, in another part of the land, Aja-akshar and Ananta-hara trained in battle, honing their skills in preparation for an unknown destiny. Their bond as brothers was as strong as iron, and they shared the same sense of purpose, though its exact nature eluded them.
"We are not like the others," Aja-akshar murmured as he studied the horizon, his heart heavy with the weight of his unfulfilled destiny.
"No," Ananta-hara agreed, his tone resolute. "Our time here is ending. I can feel it."
And soon, that time did end. In a brutal clash with the forces of Kali Yuga, the four met their deaths, their lives extinguished as mortals. But death was not the end for themâit was merely a transition.
In the divine realms, the TrideviâGoddesses Saraswati, Lakshmi, and Parvatiâstood before the TrimurtiâBrahma, Vishnu, and Shivaâawaiting the fulfillment of an ancient promise. It was time for the souls of their children to be reborn, to return to the world as the guardians of dharma.
"The time has come," Brahma said, his voice filled with the wisdom of the ages. "They will be reborn into Dwapara Yuga, where they will fulfill their destinies."
"But we must guide them," Saraswati added, her gaze fixed on her fellow goddesses. "Their path will not be easy, and they will need our wisdom."
"We grant the boon," Vishnu declared, his voice echoing through the realms. "The children will be born again through you, their divine mothers, to restore balance to the world."
The Tridevi bowed their heads in silent acceptance. Their children would now be born to the women who would shape their destinies.
In the earthly realm of Dwapara Yuga, four women were blessed with divine children, each receiving visions from the Tridevi and Trimurti, marking the start of a new era.
Gandhari, the queen of Hastinapura, had prayed for a child who would guide her family with wisdom and justice. Her prayers were answered when Budhl-Padma was born to her, a child filled with divine light, destined to lead her siblings toward a path of righteousness.
Madri, the wife of Pandu, gave birth to Ashvi-Aparuja, a daughter who was blind, her eyes covered by a white cloth. Her blindness symbolized her refusal to see injustice and her unwavering dedication to dharma. Though Madri wept for her daughter's sight, she knew in her heart that Ashvi-Aparuja was blessed with a vision beyond the physical.
In the kingdom of Kashi, Dharani, a queen blessed by the gods, gave birth to Aja-akshar, a child of unparalleled intellect and strength. He was destined to guide the warriors of his time, his wisdom a beacon in the age of confusion.
And far away, in the land of Ayodhya, the wife of the noble king Dirghayaghna gave birth to Ananta-hara, a child of divine power who would protect the realm from those who sought to destroy it. Ananta-hara's destiny was intertwined with the protection of dharma, and his strength would be tested in ways unimaginable.
As the years passed, the divine children began to grow, each unaware of the others but connected by an unseen bond. Bhima, a prince of the Pandavas, grew to be a mighty warrior, but his path, too, was touched by the divine. When he faced the king of Ayodhya in battle, he found himself unable to defeat the king, for Ananta-hara, the son of the king's wife, had intervened. Ananta-hara's power, though yet fully realized, had already begun to alter the course of history.
In the divine realms, the Tridevi watched over their children, speaking softly among themselves.
"They are finding their way," Lakshmi said, her eyes shining with hope.
"But they must remember who they are," Saraswati replied. **"They must reunite and fulfill their destinies, for they are the cornerstones of the universe."
"The curse lingers still," Parvati reminded them, her voice grave. "If not for the curse placed upon them months before my form as Devi Sati met its fate, the world would be different now."
Budhl-Padma and Ashvi-Aparuja grew closer as they matured, sisters by bond and birth, each carrying the weight of their destiny. Budhl-Padma could feel the call of leadership, the need to guide her brothers and sisters toward the light of dharma, while Ashvi-Aparuja, though blind, saw the world in ways no one else could.
"I see more than most," Ashvi-Aparuja said one day, her hands resting on her sister's shoulder. "Dharma is not just a law to be followed; it is a force that moves through us all. We must protect it, even if the world is blind to its truth."
"And we will," Budhl-Padma replied, her voice filled with quiet determination. "We will protect the world from the darkness that threatens it, no matter what it takes."
As the four divine children matured, they began to feel the stirrings of their true selves. Aja-akshar, with his sharp intellect and warrior's heart, could sense that his destiny was tied not just to his kingdom but to something far greater. Ananta-hara, with his immense strength, knew that his role was to protect the balance of the world, even if it meant standing against the most powerful forces of darkness.
The time was drawing near when the four would be united again, not as mere mortals, but as the divine beings they truly wereâthe guardians of dharma, the cornerstones of balance, and the protectors of the universe.