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The Gift of the Lord: A Tale of Love

An Air Warrior and devotee of Lord Krishna has published over 100 short stories and 10 books on fiction and 4 on military history.

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Beginning

( This story is written from the perspective of a woman and a lot of help comes from a close friend)

The monsoon is the most romantic time in India. The hot summer months give way to rains and from the peacock to the tiger, it’s a time of cloud nine. It is also conjointly a time for lovers to express their love. Several poets and writers have eulogized concerning the glory of love when the monsoon is in full sway. It acts as an aphrodisiac and stimulation. Kissing in the rain with the water oozing in is a rare moment. The rain makes the peacock dance, and the herds of elephants raise their trunks and trumpet with joy. Yes, it's a joyful time but not for me. Only yesterday, I have received a thrashing from my mother-in-law with a belt. She had shouted, “You are a curse, we have no family because of you.” I sometimes wonder why such things should happen. I have been married for four years but there are no children. I wonder if the fault is with me or my man, but I dare not ask questions because this is a man’s world. He doesn’t touch me; but can I say this?

Many seasons elapsed and I confided my problem to a dear friend. She listened and replied, “my dear, there is a very old Krishna temple at the edge of the forest; why don’t you go there, the Lord is incredibly benign, and he will assist you.”

In the state of mind, I was in, I would believe anything like a drowning woman catching a straw. I am a devout person and have faith in Lord Krishna. But the words of my friend resonated, and I thought why not simply go there.

I remember that it was the month of June, and the monsoon was resplendent in all its glory. I do not know where to begin as everything now has become a little hazy. I was watching the rain as it splashed around, creating a dull patter on the earth. Far away I could see the mountains now hazy with the rain falling. I puzzled whether I ought to head to the temple. I didn’t want to go but realized that I better go as I believed in the lord. I thought I would go and visit the temple. I always had a small deity in my room and I closed my eyes and prayed. I asked the Lord to help me. I looked at the rain falling in the small garden in front of our house. The flowers swayed gently as the raindrops fell on them and I was wondering what to do.

The sky now darkened, and lightning flashed across the heavens; suddenly I felt exuberant and decided to go to the temple. Yes, go in the rain. It was morning and my man was away to work and my mother-in-law had gone to a friend. There could be no better time than this.

As I left, dark clouds coated the sky. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed and boomed once more. I had a sense that it reverberated from the distant hills as the rain pelted down on the earth reducing visibility to nearly zero. I held an umbrella, but it could do little to prevent the rain.

I walked in my rubber sandals and soon reached the temple. It looked bright in the rain.


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The tryst

I had never come to this place, primarily because it was so isolated. As I neared the temple, I was in for a surprise because a person was standing within the antechamber of the temple. He saw me all wet and I felt a little shy because I knew that rainwater had made my blouse cling to my body. I needed to run away and perhaps I would have done it, on the other hand, I detected his voice, authoritative and compelling, “come here girl,” he said,” you are all wet come to the temple antechamber.”

I was hesitant because I’ve never been to this temple before but on the other hand, something strange happened. There was a colossal air current of wind, and the umbrella was snatched from my hand, and I saw it moving many feet away. The rain continued to beat on my body. I was acutely aware that my sari was extraordinarily wet, and I must be visible to the man. Thank God there’s no one around otherwise I'd have died that day.

The man took a step forward and caught my arm and led me to the temple with the words,” forget the umbrella, it's gone forever but come here to the temple of the Lord because he’s going to give you whatever you want.”

In the state of mind, I was, I only asked,” you are sure?”

“Absolutely”

"You need a cup of tea he said and I have a thermos in my car, I will bring it for you." I looked in the direction he was going and saw a blue Mercedes.

He soon returned and unscrewed the 1st cup, poured the tea, and gave it to me.

I stared into the cup but was silent. I wanted to tell the man, ‘I have been praying for the last four years to the Lord ever since I got married but I have no child. For the last year, my husband and mother-in-law beat me regularly. I just do not know what to do and time…..’

How could I say these words to a stranger? I felt foolish. Why should I tell this man anything? in any case he wouldn’t be interested. I just stared at him vacantly. He spoke gently and with authority. I was surprised at his next question.

“OK, I don’t want to know but do the people at home beat you?”

My legs felt wobbly, and I blurted, “How do you know?”

He smiled, yes he was handsome and muscular, and replied, “the welt marks on your back are evidence

He sipped his tea in the second cup that he had unscrewed from the flask and said, “it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, it's your secret but now that you have come to the lord with a wish it is going to get fulfilled.”

I think, smiled sadly, and said," you think so, ever since you have given me this cup of tea, I feel there's magic all around and I am sure that something good is going to happen.”

The lightning suddenly hit a tree just a couple of feet away. `it was scary and the concomitant boom and the shaking of the earth frightened me. I started to cry as an element of fear crossed my mind. Thunder boomed and boomed once more, and massive raindrops began a systematic pattern on the earth. Then a magical moment transpired. With the tree smoldering there was another crash and thunder split the sky and the rain beat on the earth fiercely. A robust wind blew.

The empty cup fell from my hand and fell on the grass. I was alarmed and rushed towards the cup to retrieve it. “Don’t, “he said, “let it be.”

He followed me and tried to catch my hand to drag me back but as he caught my hand, I slipped and in conjunction with him, fell on the soft grass with the rain beating squarely on us. He covered me whilst rain and hail started falling. The magical moment then took place, and I can ne'er fathom why it happened and the way it happened. With the man on top of me and the rain beating down on him, he kissed me. The sky was dark, thunder roared and crashed; in the wilderness, a wolf howled. More wolves joined and the howls grew louder. I was frightened as he continued to kiss me. He was kissing me again and slipping the short-wet blouse and bodice over my head. His sturdy and gentle hands began to stroke me, his hands, his lips, his tongue conjoined with me.

Gentle. Not scary. Knowing what he was doing. it startled me.

‘Shhh,’ he whispered. “it’s all right, don’t worry, you're so beautiful, a gift of the lord”

He was slow, rhythmic, gentle, moving down my body, down . . .

And I was nothing but my body

There was a sharp feeling

And then a sweet spasm went through me

And I perceived to rise into the air

There was simply the sweetness

I will always remember what happened that day as he drove his tongue within me. It was absolutely a hedonic act that I had ne'er experienced before. I lay on the grass with the muscular man covering me like a lion sheltering his mate from the rain and hail which had begun. The inevitable happened and then I felt my hips move as he moved…….. After what appeared an eon, he got up and kissed my forehead and whispered,” I am so sorry for what has happened, your first time?”


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The lord gifts

I got up inundated with the enormity of this tryst adjusted my wet dress and ran away. I ran and it rained as I rushed home. Panting I reached home. My mother-in-law and husband had not come and I wondered what had happened. Who was the man, he was rich; would I see him once more? I went at least 4 times to the temple in the hope of meeting him again. I looked around for a Mercedes but never saw one. In a month I knew I was with child; my mother-in-law was delighted but my husband only looked quizzically at me. He had never touched me. My god did he know? He had become distant from me and one fine day he told me, “I think you better go to your mother; you can't stay here”

There was something eerie about all this. I wondered about it and his queer look. The other man, the mysterious lover I had met; who was he? I was sure he was the father of my child. I wondered also about the temple. I went numerous times to the temple. Who had willed it? The lord Krishna? I don’t know.

My child was born in my mother’s house and with my child, I decided to travel to the temple of Lord Krishna. I had come back numerous times and I had asked the Lord, 'who is the father of my child, and will I ever meet him.'

One day I took my baby and went to the same temple and bowed before the deity. As I got up, I found somebody gently touch my shoulder I looked back, and my heartbeat began to flutter as I saw it was the same man who had taken me into the seventh heaven two seasons back.

He caressed my face and said,” my men had tracked you and they kept the tabs on you, but I wished the Lord to decide whether you should be mine or no”

“What do you mean?’

“I mean what I say, the Lord has given you to me, and now come with me.” He kissed me and said,” this is mine?”

I nodded my head

“I knew it, my men were keeping a watch had told me but now since the Lord has given you to me, I'm taking you away to the land of love

He led me to the Mercedes that I had missed all these months and very soon we were driving and entered the palatial mansion where he stayed. He looked at me and said,” do you know something, many women came into my life, and I’m double your age but now the Lord has decided that I must settle down with you. That is why you came to me because you are the gift of Lord Krishna. He kissed me again and led me into the mansion.












Comments

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on September 23, 2021:

Chitra, thank you for commenting. The Lord says not a leaf moves on this earth without my will and that is final.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on September 22, 2021:

Nice and engaging love story. I liked, how you have conceptualised and correlated, the monsoon season, love and the lord. Everything happens, as and when Lord Krishna plans them.

Thank you for sharing this well written story.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on September 22, 2021:

Thank you, DreamerMeg, your comment is so welcome.

DreamerMeg from Northern Ireland on September 22, 2021:

I love all your love stories. This is no different, very enjoyable. I think it is karma?

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on September 22, 2021:

Thank you, Peggy, a pleasure to read your comment.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on September 22, 2021:

I agree with Bill. You captured my interest from the very beginning as Bill does with his stories, and that is a compliment. I enjoy happy endings.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on September 22, 2021:

Bill, thanks for commenting. I value them a lot.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on September 22, 2021:

Brenda, so nice that you commented, thank you.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on September 22, 2021:

Riveting story! You had me hooked from the very beginning. Love will find a way! Bravo!

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on September 22, 2021:

A fantastic story.

It kept me reading every last word.

I'm glad she ended up finding him and going with him to the mansion.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on September 22, 2021:

Pamela, thank you for sparing time and commenting

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on September 22, 2021:

This is a very good love story, MG. I enjoyed reading this story of love and passion. Thank you for sharing.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on September 22, 2021:

Janet, thank you. I appreciate your comment.

Janet Marrikar on September 22, 2021:

Nice story with a message. I am a Catholic but I also have belief in Lord Krishna.

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