Reminder: This is a work made from my own imagination, with inspiration from the actual itihasa, and not meant to hurt anyone's sentiments.
Some were innocent, sweet.
"MADHAVA, WAIT!" The third son of Pandu called out in laughter, trying to catch his breath, as his friend walked- no, practically sprinted ahead of him.
Others stood as a mere glimpse of the power he held.
"Narayana, Narayana!" The sage of Vaikuntha chanted, roaming through the worlds, singing praises of his prabhu.
Some described his beauty.
'They were right,' the daughter of Bhishmaka thought, looking only into the eyes of her Kamalanayana, focusing on the pupils of the eyes that bore into her, despite the outrage the others vassal kings, for he had come as her husband.
Others were a testament to the enchantment one faced, looking at said beauty.
"That Mohana never fails to let go of even one chance at teasing me." The gopika of Barsana lightly sulked to herself, weaving a garland of flowers for the aforementioned thief who stole her heart.
Some were names of endearment, names only a few knew of.
"Kanha, what did you do now?" The husband of Revati sighed exasperatedly, trying (but failing miserably) to hide the fond amusement in his eyes directed at his younger brother.
Others were names spoken with great reverence, by the whole world.
"Vasudeva has slain our tormentor!" A young man ran through the streets of Mathura informing everyone of the news, as the citizens celebrated their prince.
Some were names people used to call out to him as a plea, as they turned to their only hope, knowing he would not fail their trust.
"Bhaktavatsala, only you can save me, now." The daughter of Drupada called out with tears in her eyes, while light surrounded her like a shield, wrapping itself around her, coming as her saviour in his stead.
Others were the names of his which were spoken out as cries of victory, in celebration.
"Glory be to Madhusudana!" The skies of heavens called out in joy, showering flowers upon the earth, where their Lord stood.
Some were names which showed the humble roles he took upon himself in the game of life.
"My Gopala is nothing less than a handful," The chief of Gokula smiled, glancing towards the sound of the pitter patter of the anklets belonging to his son.
Others said that he was the creator of the game itself.
"Vishwarupa, I surrender to you." The third son of Pandu uttered, looking up at the sky, before kneeling in the ground, giving himself to his only truth.
But when one thinks upon it, they realise none can describe him in his entirety.
Who knows how many names he possesses? Some names which people call him in their solitude, others lost to time.
Perhaps, that's how it was meant to be.
That all of us, in some degree, are aware of at least one of the many facets of his, all reflecting his light, in the form of his legacy, his stories, his teachings and his words in tandem to create a splendid and breathtaking display, illuminating even the farthest of nooks and crannies.
What I do know is that he is my home.
He is my solace, he is my safety.
I might not know all his names, but I know that he will answer my call, regardless of what I address him by.
I know that he is in everyone's life, nameless or otherwise.
Whether it be in your most vulnerable state, or one where you are at the top of the world.
Whether it be in what seems to be a small moment you cherish, or a lifelong joy.
Whether it be in the person you exchange pleasantries with, or someone you have conversations with for hours on end.
And for me, that is more than enough.
I don't know what to say this time, being completely honest
I haven't touched Krishna's character (or any of the mahabharata/bhagavata characters, but specifically krishna and his close ones) out of a reluctance and fear that I'll never truly do justice to them, as these people are very, very close to my heart
Most of what I know is stuff I've learnt during the lockdown, and researched more and more till now
Frankly, I forced myself to first start writing this piece, but then as I wrote more and more I added on and on to the entire thing, but I don't have any regrets for now
I just hope the blue guy likes my first piece ab him 😔
As always, constructive criticism and comments are a joy to have, so please feel free to share your feedback!
Well, on that note, I hope y'all have a good day/night!
Stay safe, healthy and hydrated <3
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