Mahabharat : The Ancient History
Chapter 1: The Beginning Of Mahabharata
Sage Vyasa : A man with exceptional intellect, a deep understanding of spirituality, and a powerful ability to convey complex philosophical concepts through storytelling, often acting as a guiding force for other characters in the epics due to his vast knowledge and detached perspective.
Lord Ganesha : The God of Wisdom and Knowledge, elephant-headed and radiant, embodies wisdom and power. His presence commands reverence, his gaze holds ancient knowledge. He is the remover of obstacles, the lord of beginnings, a force both gentle and formidable.
Himalayas : Sage Vyasa's heritage
The air is crisp in the quiet of the Himalayas. A small ashram (hermitage) stands on the banks of a serene river. Inside, Sage Vyasa sits in deep meditation, his eyes closed, his breathing steady. The wind hums softly through the trees, carrying the scent of wildflowers. Suddenly, a divine voice echoes across the mountains.
Voices Of Gods
Vyasa, O great sage, awaken! Your destiny calls upon you. The time has come to compose the greatest epic, the Mahabharata.
Vyasa slowly opens his eyes, his face calm but his mind alert. He folds his hands in reverence, looking toward the heavens.
Sage Vyasa
The Mahabharata… a tale so vast, so filled with dharma and adharma, war and peace, love and betrayal… It must be written without error. But who shall be my scribe?
A golden glow fills the ashram, and in an instant, Lord Brahma, the creator of the universe, descends from the heavens. His four faces shine with divine wisdom. Vyasa immediately rises and bows respectfully.
Sage Vyasa
O Lord Brahma, your arrival is most auspicious. You know the depth of my thoughts. I have been tasked with narrating this great tale, but who will write it?
Lord Brahma
(smiling) Vyasa, your concerns are justified. The Mahabharata is no ordinary story—it is the story of kings and sages, of righteousness and destruction. It shall be a guide for future generations. But worry not, for I bring you the answer. Seek the aid of Lord Ganesha, the remover of obstacles. He alone can match your speed of thought.
Sage Vyasa
(thoughtful) Ganesha… the most intelligent among the gods. Yes, he is the only one who can undertake this task. But will he agree?
Lord Brahma
You must ask him yourself, O Vyasa. Go now, and let destiny take its course.
With those words, Brahma disappears, leaving behind a trail of golden light. Vyasa closes his eyes and chants a sacred mantra. Instantly, he is transported to Mount Kailash, the abode of Lord Shiva. The towering snow-capped peaks glisten under the sunlight, and the sound of the sacred river flows in the distance.
At Mount Kailash, under a massive banyan tree, Lord Ganesha sits in deep thought, his trunk gently swaying. His large ears twitch as he listens to the sounds of the universe. As Vyasa approaches, Ganesha opens his eyes, his gaze warm yet sharp.
Shree Ganesha
Ah, Sage Vyasa! What brings you to my humble abode?
Sage Vyasa
(smiling) O Lord Ganesha, your wisdom is unmatched, and your intellect is beyond comprehension. I have come to seek your aid in a task that only you can fulfill.
Shree Ganesha
(grinning) You flatter me, O Sage. Tell me, what is this task that requires my wisdom?
Sage Vyasa
I have been chosen to narrate the story of the Mahabharata—a tale so grand that it encompasses all aspects of life.
Shree Ganesha
Oh! That's great, and how do you require my help in this?
Sage Vyasa
But it must be written with precision and speed. No ordinary scribe can match the pace of my thoughts. Will you, O Vighnaharta, be my writer?
Ganesha strokes his trunk, pretending to ponder. His eyes gleam with mischief.
Shree Ganesha
Hmm… A great honor indeed! But I am not one to accept a task without a challenge. So, I shall agree—but on one condition.
Sage Vyasa
(curious) What is your condition, O Lord?
Shree Ganesha
You must not pause in your narration. If you stop, even for a moment, I shall cease writing.
Vyasa strokes his beard, a knowing smile forming on his lips. He has anticipated such a challenge.
Sage Vyasa
A clever condition, indeed! But I, too, have a condition for you, O Ganapati.
Shree Ganesha
(raising an eyebrow) "Oh? And what might that be?"
Sage Vyasa
You must understand every word before you write it down.
Ganesha chuckles, his tusks gleaming in the sunlight.
Shree Ganesha
Ah! So you wish to slow me down! Well played, O Sage. Very well, I accept your condition. But beware—you must think quickly, for I shall not wait for long.
Sage Vyasa
(nodding) Let it be so. We shall begin.
Ganesha breaks a sharp piece of his own tusk and holds it ready to write. Vyasa closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and begins his narration. His voice is steady and powerful.
Sage Vyasa
Narayana Namaskritya… (I bow to Narayana, the Supreme Being…)
Ganesha’s tusk moves swiftly, inscribing the words onto sacred palm leaves. The greatest epic of all time begins, with the divine sage narrating and the god of wisdom writing. Thus, The Epic Mahabharata is born.
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Note : Some words in this story are pure sanskrit and some names of Gods.
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I hope you all like it.
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