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Nārāyana. The Lord of Sustenance. To sustain his universe, he has always done everything one could ever imagine. From incarnating as a complete wild boar, to living away from the love of his life to vanquish evil, Lakshmīkānta has always done everything to establish Dharma every time Adharma threatens to overpower it. Ananta. He's endless. He will remain one of the few constants even as the universe comes to an end. Hari's kathā is just as everlasting as him, evergreen in both emotion and meaning. As perpetual as him are his stories, never coming to an end, never ceasing to enrapture those who attempt to understand these tales brimming with a charm nothing else has. This is an attempt to encapsulate some moments from the stories of Vāsudeva in shorts that may succeed in giving the tiniest glimpse of Vaikunthanātha. This is my attempt at writing about Rāmachandra, whom I love and revere beyond what my words can explain. This is my humble attempt at bringing to life some of the moments from the evergreen stories of Mahāvishnu. ××× [The chapters showcase these undoubtedly divine characters with a touch of humanization, and while I will try my level best not to get too carried away with it, moving too far away from the original plot, some people might not be willing to see their deities humanized. In that case, I'll request you to skip this book. Thank you!] Cover credit: @Mochis4lifeq52627 <333
The Scars Of Life
