This is a story of the unstoppable Krishna, eighth
avatar of Vishnu and overall superstar. His entire life is full of epic
heroics and mystic miracles. Some would argue as well that Balarama,
his brother, also contained qualities of Vishnu, such as super
strength, intelligence and beauty. This episode of Krishna's life
involves a trip to the forest with Balarma and his friends.
But first, you need to know a little about Krishna's
early life. As a child, Krishna was nothing short of a hooligan,
stealing butter and teasing the dairy maids. He used to kick around
with the local boys pretending they were bulls and dancing. Krishna and
his brother Balarama would play their flutes, while their mates sang
and danced around the fire.
'How they laugh as we shovel the ashes Wrath has soured Blood & Death, we will pay back
the debt of this candy store of ours'
The boys at this time were cowherds in the forest.
While they were looking after the calves they heard a strange noise in
the woods. It sounded like a deranged beast snorting and snarling. The
other boys huddled around the blue brothers, frightened and shaking.
"What was that, Krishna?" asked one of the smaller
boys.
"Legend has it there's a demon in there,
Dhenukasura," replied Krishna. "He's guarding all the fruits of the
forest from our people."
Then the boys heard a terrible voice from inside the forest: "Krishna,
Balarama, I have been waiting for you two for a long time. Come, let's
fight!"
"You don't have to tell me twice!" Balarama
exclaimed with gusto, as he walked deeper into the forest.
Krishna quickly caught up with him as their friends, shivering,
followed far behind.
The two brothers entered the clearing and saw the
beast, Dhenukasura, waiting with several other monster-donkeys.
The donkeys rushed the brothers with a terrible
speed, snarling and gnashing their teeth. As they jumped at the
brothers Krishna and Balarama executed with precise timing, an
unstoppable move: Grabbing the donkeys by the hind legs, they swung
them around at hurricane speed and flung them into the trees, killing
them instantly. One by one, the donkeys fell, their bodies flattening
the trees. Finally, only the leader, Dhenukasura was left.
Krishna leaned close to his brother. "Leave this one to
me," he whispered. "No way, I want this dumb ass!"
exclaimed Balarama.
"Odds and evens."
"One, two, three, shoot!"
"Shucks." Krishna sighed disappointedly.
"Haha. Come on then!"
Dhenukasura rushed with all his might and kicked at Balarama. All of
Denakasura's attacks were blocked. His teeth were useless as Krishna
exhaled prayers that protected Balarama. Then, Krishna and
Balarama both grabbed the donkey and flung him around together in a
whirlwind of fun and excitement. (Well, not for the demon of course.)
"One, two, three!" The boys laughed together and flung the demon donkey
miles into the air, and it exploded into fireworks. (Well, blood and
guts and first, but Krishna turned them into fireworks for his friends.)
The boys had killed the demons and opened the path for their people-all
in all, a good day. The children rejoiced by singing songs and
playing their flutes as they walked back to the cowherd.
'Blood and death, we will pay back the debt, of this candy store of ours, of this candy store of ours, of this candy store of ours.'
The Vagrant closed his eyes, and took on a solemn tone. "Krishna didn't
always have such fun and games. He had to fight his entire childhood to
survive his uncle's attacks, and then killed him years later in
fulfillment of an ancient prophecy. Let us enjoy, though, for a moment,
a sweet child and his brother, and the innocence of childhood."
A lotus appeared in his hand, and he sat it down by the other divine
instruments.
Author's note: This is an excerpt from the fifteenth chapter of the
book of Krishna. Krishna has so many stories, it would be fun to retell
all of them. Unfortunately I had to just pick one. I decided to go with
a story I
read in one of my favourite storybooks by Jasmine McAfee. I was
inspired by her version so I adapted this one after that and one that I
read on another site. When I read Jasmine's story I immediately
got this image of the children singing a "Trail of Dead" song, which at
one point on their album, is sung by a bunch of children in a really
creepy way.
(I should point out that the song 'Worlds Apart' is
actually a social commentary on American society and the events of
9/11. I hope this doesn't offend anyone. The only reason I picked that
part of it is because of the creepy kids singing, which is not part of
the actual song, but a clip later in the album.
I also changed the way I have told the other stories,
mostly because I was tired of the same old same old. Hope you enjoyed
it!
Images: 1. Krishna and Balarama krishnastore.com
2.
Krishna, friends and cows wordpress
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Krishna and Blarama fight the demons wordpress
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Kids in the woods Here
5.
Krishna plays the flute DeviantART
