Kalki Will Complete His Task
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  Things had gone from strange to stranger with David and his parents.  After the boy walked out of the last session, his parents had called and said that they would not be sending David back for a fourth session.  The doctor didn't know what to think of the whole thing.  The doctor asked the father if he was certain that David would be all right and the father adamantly replied that the boy was going to the academy and he would be just fine. 

Two days later, the mother showed up at the office alone.  She had a tape of her own.  She told the doctor that her husband did not know that she had recorded the boy or that she had come to see the doctor, but she wanted the doctor to know what had happened at home after that last session.  The mother left the tape with him for safe keeping and left his office.  The doctor pushed play for a final time.


"David, honey, what is the matter?  What happened?"  The doctor listened to the mother pleading with the boy for some information.

After that there was silence for a few moments, and then the father came in, sounding agitated.

"No son of mine is going to put on some kind of show for a doctor.  You are going to that academy and the boys there will sort you out in no time."

David responded, "Dad, there is nothing that I would like more than to go to your academy and learn the ways of war."

At this, there was an audible sigh from David's father.  "I don't get you, son - but, whatever.  I am glad you want to go."

David  asked, "Mother, will you take care of the horse for me?"

The father started to chime in, "I should sell that horse ....," but the mother spoke over him.

"Yes, David, I will take care of the horse."  At that, the doctor heard a door slam and assumed that the father had left the room.

"Mother," David said, "I have a story that I want to tell you.  It is about my past and everyone's future.  It is time that you knew."

At this, the doctor's suspicion was finally confirmed.  He had been such a skeptic as an adult.  He finished listening to what David was telling his mother.


                                                                  
My predecessors all came to this world in the past to try and impart a message to people
who had lost Dharma, or truth and justice, as the focus of their lives.  The people instead
became focused on greed, what they didn't have, and hate for those who did have the
things that they didn't have.  Some of my predecessors had to fight vicious demons and
wars with members of their own families.  Others thought in great length about truth and
action and chose to teach those principles to others in order to restore balance.  When all
of their work fails, it is up to me to restore all with might and sword.

My name is Kalki and your son and I have a mission together.  We will restore truth and right
action to the world with great force against those who oppose such things.  This is the future
and there is no way to avoid it.

Your son will train for the rest of his youth to prepare for this moment.  I will lead him and he
will only be mildly aware of this at night, in his dreams.  He will, as an adult, come to full
consciousness of his path at the crucial appointed time.



As David's mother, you have a chance to make sure that you are on this path when that time
comes and I will spare you along with the others that also are on that path.

I will not mislead you.  These times will be dark and terrifying.  When I am finished, I will
restore everything and all those who are faithful to Truth and right action will begin a new
enlightened age together.

Please give this tape to the doctor.  We must, between the three of us, keep this a secret. 


The doctor listened to the remainder of the tape.

The mother gasped and said, "Oh, David!"  The doctor could only imagine that she had no idea what to think.  The doctor felt the same.  In complete awe and almost disbelief.

"What, mother?  What is wrong?"

"David?"  she asked.

"Yes?"  he replied.

"Are you...all right?" 

"Yes, mother, I am fine.  Just very tired."


The psychiatrist pushed the stop button, unsure of what to think.  He was to keep this a secret?  He didn't know who would believe him anyways.  He only knew that he had gotten the message.  It was time to live his life in correspondence with truth, justice and right action and thought.



Author's Note:  I drew from the many sources that have included some information of Kalki.  That includes the Indian epics and a few internet sites.  Kalki is the end of Vishnu's avatars.  Everything that I read seemed to indicate that his coming would signal the end of the world.  Instead of it being the literal end of the world, I changed it to the end of an age and tried to include the element that when it did come, it would be terrifying, but those who were faithful would be rewarded in the end.  I drew from a few movies as inspiration for this ending.  The first was a movie that came out some time ago, I honestly can only remember a brief synopsis and not the name of the movie, but the movie was about Buddhist monks trying to find the reincarnated Dalai Lama and it turned out that he was reincarnated into several different children in America (I can't believe that I never realized that this was the movie Little Buddha, where they also discuss the life of Siddhartha Gautama from my previous story).  This translates to me as the possibility of Vishnu incarnating as Kalki in a different way than originally anticipated in scripture.  The second film, was The Omen.  This movie shows how this demonic incarnation within a boy is capable of coming to power after his father dies and he is adopted by a man in a powerful position.  Damien, of course, is the antithesis to Vishnu, but you see my point.  David's father is in a powerful military position appointed by the president.  You can assume that when David grows up, he will be able to use this to his advantage to seek out his path.

Image Sources:
Nishkalanki

Story Sources/Further Reading:
Wikipedia

Story Bibliography:
Buck, William (1976). Mahabharata.

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