He was born a Prince but was brought up a herdsman
He was the Eldest of all beings
Yet he grew up as the Younger
He killed many demons and ogres
But salvaged a multitude of souls too
He was one fine Playboy with scores of sweethearts
Yet the one Ultimate Celibate sinless
He was the Righteousness that guided the Pandavas
And, the vicious Sakuni that guided Kauravas to their graves
The Epitome of Extremes, the Divine of Dualities
No wonder He remains rooted in my heart
A heart that is torn between extremes
Whether a god or not, He'll remain my friend
The one Friend that none can replace! <3
Janmashtami wishes to all!
He was the Eldest of all beings
Yet he grew up as the Younger
He killed many demons and ogres
But salvaged a multitude of souls too
He was one fine Playboy with scores of sweethearts
Yet the one Ultimate Celibate sinless
He was the Righteousness that guided the Pandavas
And, the vicious Sakuni that guided Kauravas to their graves
The Epitome of Extremes, the Divine of Dualities
No wonder He remains rooted in my heart
A heart that is torn between extremes
Whether a god or not, He'll remain my friend
The one Friend that none can replace! <3
Janmashtami wishes to all!
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