Shakthi

It was when all the colors of the twilight were washed away by the darkness, the lamps in the temple was lit.  The temple stood away from the town and the Goddess Shakthi stayed alone and away from the humans.  The statue of the Goddess was dressed in red and she looked gorgeous and powerful in her meditative poster.  The aroma of incense sticks and the light from the lamps fill the temple with divinity and godliness – the Shakthi.  The air was silent and peaceful.  In that peace there was a vibration which gives belief and a feel of security by a virtual hand.

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 The silent continued until a woman who was in her mid forties entered the temple shouting for help.  She looked terrified and horrified.  She reached the statue and fell down at the Goddess’s feet and cried, and cried, and cried.  The air was totally horrified.  The woman shouted at the Shakthi for help.  Shakthi sat there without any expression in her face.  The statue didn’t moved nor nothing in the air changed.  In a minute a man came walking from behind the statue.  He shook the woman crying at the Goddess’s feet at her shoulder. 

“Tell this stone to help my girl, please tell her” the woman cried and screamed at the man.

“Tell me what has happened?” the man said in his meditative voice

“Five human beasts as taken my girl to satisfy their sexual thirst, they took her in to the building next to this temple” she cried

The man saw the Goddess and took the mighty swords from the hands of the statue.  Carrying one sword in his right and another in his left he ran to the building next to the temple.  As he came out he could hear the screaming of the girl and in next minute he entered the building silently he saw four beast holding her hands and legs and another was over her trying to enter her body.  When that human beast was about to kiss her breast the sword sliced his head from the back.  The blood oozed out from the neck making other four and the girl to flabbergast.  The other four beasts moved away from the girl.  The girl pushed the body away and ran to grab her dress.  The blood was all over her breast.  When the girl was about to grab her dress, the man carrying the mighty sword screamed at her to stop.

“You are naked now, but this is not the dress which is supposed to cover your nakedness.  Now only few part of your breast is covered, hold this sword now it is up to you to cover your body, dress in red, get fully drenched in dirt before you need to be washed” said the man silently

The left out four human beasts was furious and angry on what is happening.  They shouted at this man-with-sword in angry, but he doesn’t seem to bother about them.  He bent down to the feet of the naked girl and placed the might sword that which he was carrying. 

“Close your eyes” said he “the beasts needs to be torn in to pieces, dress yourself in red” he said and touched her feats.

The naked girl opened her eyes and saw the glittering sword in moon light at her feet.  She bent down and held it in her hand.  The man with another sword went to the entrance of the building and sat in meditative position, placing the sword on his lap. 

Looking at the sword in the girl’s hand the left out beasts relaxed a bit thinking they could handle her.  The girl raised her eye brows, stood firm in her legs, raised her breast in angry, gripped the sword in her hand and stood still.  One among the four neared her to grab the sword from her. The moment he neared her, she swirled and sliced the mighty sword in air.  She missed his head but that was not her aim.  The man stood flummoxed watching his one hand cut from his body and blood oozing out.  She smiled. Before the other three could realize what was happening, she swirled again twice and made the man into two pieces cutting at his hip.  The body felt down into two pieces.  She went near the body lying down on ground and sliced the head apart and threw it to a side.   Now her breast was totally covered with the blood that spilled from the beast. 

The other three surrounded her; they need to kill her in order to escape.  The girl saw the beast rounding her with fear in their eyes.  Suddenly one among the three jumped over her to grab her.  She knelt down bending to her back slightly; exactly she placed the sword to his neck.  The sword went inside his throat and blood flowed like water over her face and body.  Looking at which the other two started to run away from her.  Throwing her saccades on the two flying away, she dragged the sword away from the dead beast and threw the sword aiming at one of the man running.  The sword flew and stuck in his head piercing his brain.  She ran and pulled the blade out from his skull and cut his neck from the behind to separate his head from the body. 

Now just one beast left.  He looked at the entrance of the building; a man was sitting with a sword on his lap, and he turned to his left; his death was waiting for him nakedly.  The girl went to the dead body of the one she tore the throat to cut his head from his head.  She took it in her hand and threw at the one alive, the one standing before her.  She was already drenched thoroughly in blood, just her feet is left uncovered.  Moving near to the last man she smiled like a Goddess.  No fear, no angry, no anxiety in her eyes.  Her eyes were sharp and her hands were strong.  The moment she went near the last man, he knelt down and bent his head to her feet and cried to spare him.  Silence prevailed for a minute.  She looked at the moon shone over her head; the light of moon was not able to penetrate her body which is now fully covered with blood.  She remembered that her foots was left out.  The moment the man relaxed a bit thinking he was spared, she raised her sword over the head and sliced his head.  The blood covered her foot.  

Now she is no more naked but covered with dirt, dirty blood.  She walked slowly towards the man in meditation and dropped the sword near him.  He took the sword from the ground and walked towards the temple.  She followed him. 

She saw her mother still holding the legs of the statue and crying.  The man placed the sword back in the hands of the statue and took the beaker containing the milk placed in front of the statue.  He poured the milk over the girl to wash out all the blood.  He lit a lamp before the girl and handed over her dress to her.  He went behind the statue and took his hammer and plumbing instruments and packed his bag.  He again came to her, knelt down and touched her feet to get blessed.  The girl stood still without emotion. 

“Now you know where the real Shakthi is” he whispered to her mother and walked out of the temple.