VEDIC VOWS - BOOK 1 THE MOHINI

PROLOUGE

 I slumber; it is just that I have seen so much that the world and its causes. Goodness and badness has lost its meaning entirely for me. I have destroyed many civilizations; raised economies, bettered ruins and crossed realms and parallel universes and served different kalika devis. Time simply does not exist for me.  Simply put I am a time vigilante or dimensional warrior, the right hand of goddess kali, who goes forth when her devotees ask her to rescue them at times of great peril; whatever the time maybe. So, I have gone to the past, present and the future and way beyond time itself. I have worn different weapons and slaughtered different demons and humans and many other species. Understand I am the last resort.

   After my work is done I go into a sort of stasis and then I simply cease to exist. I have no form, and become a sentient mass till I am awoken for the next task. Awakening starts with memories, then awareness and then my form coalesces as my mind remembers me. The goddess grants me a vision of my purpose and then I go to the plane of necessity; afterwards, it is completely my discretion or course of action of how I bring about the result. I am not the first of my kind. There were many before me and will be after me. Some were bloody in their actions; few were cunning and made it through strategy, and few through peace. I used any method to the best of my ability.

 As I awaken I remember that I was from the Twenty First century, of the First dimension and First universe Milky Way galaxy, planet earth. Understand that the naming of the dimension and universe are in order of those I visited. From what I hear each dimension has infinity number of universes and there are infinity numbers of dimensions; and the whole thing was managed by the divine entity of ultimate power called Maha Maya. It was the age of science on earth, which was fast replacing real spiritualism. Anything pertaining to religion had become a fad to be followed without the depth of devotion or poignancy. Real faith very rarely existed. Being born in country with deep roots in religion and ancient to boot, did not exempt my people, who still followed certain tradition and fervent beliefs, without out the real dogma of religion namely love and tolerance; very few were true believers. My mother was  true to her faith and hence I was also born a believer of gods as she taught me. As I awaken, my memories stir and I want to tell my story even if there is no one to listen.