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The guards awoke with a start. ‘Soldier, quickly go see our King and
tell him that the eight child is here!’ cried the chief warden. As it was a few
miles from the prison to Kamsa’s aprtment, Kamsa had stationed a soldier at
every ten feet interval. The first soldier passed the message to the soldier
standing ten feet further. Like this the soldiers relayed the message to Kamsa.
Within a very short time the guard was back with Kamsa. Devaki and
Vasudeva sat in their prison cell trembling with fear. They hoped that Kamsa
wouldn’t harm a girl. In came Kamsa and the doors crashed behind him. The baby
started to cry louder. Kamsa stood inside the cell looking at the infant. His
eyes were red with anger and hate. He seemed to tower over Devaki and her
child. His tall and muscular frame against the cell door looked like death
himself. The Lord chose midnight specifically to disturb Kamsa’s sleep and to
make Kamasa rush to the prison in heavy rain.
Devaki looked at her brother and begged, ‘look, we have a girl! Your
niece! Please don’t harm her! We can promise her to your son. She is just a
little girl. How can a girl harm you?’
Kamsa was taken aback. He didn’t expect a baby girl either; but in a
moment he realised this to be a trick played by Lord Vishnu. ‘I don’t have
time, give me the child!’ ordered Kamsa.
‘This is a female child! How can a girl kill you?’
‘This is a trick! I am sure Vishnu is playing a trick on me pretending
to be a female child!’
Devaki begged kamsa to spare the child. She didn’t want to give this
child up. How could she? The child belonged to Yashoda, how could she sacrifice
Yashoda’s baby girl to save her son? Devaki hugged the baby tightly and turned
away from Kamsa.
He snatched the baby from Devaki. Holding the baby by her feet he raised
his arms to strike her against the wall. Girl or not, this was the eighth child
and he was sure that Vishnu had taken the form of a girl to delude him. Just as
he was about to strike her down, her feet slipped from his grip. Instead of
falling down, the baby flew up towards the ceiling! Kamsa looked up only to see
Goddess Durga instead of the infant!
‘Alas!
My end is near!’ thought Kamsa. He trembled with fear. He stood perplexed. The
heat from Vaishnavi’s divine weapons was unbearable. His body was covered with
sweat. He felt light headed. It felt as if someone was churning the contents of
his stomach. He wanted to take his sword but his hands shook with fear.
He
beheld the Goddess with eight arms and with her divine weapons. Being one of
the energies of Lord Vishnu, she displayed his divine weapons. She held a bow,
a lance, arrows, a shield, a sword, a conch, a lotus and a disc. She was
dressed in beautiful red coloured silk. She wore a beautiful garland and was
adorned from head to foot in expensive jewellery. The air reverberated with
kettle drums. The divine musicians sang and the Devas showered her with
flowers. She appeared on top of a tiger.
‘ Fool!’
she exclaimed, ‘I could killed you now but I don’t kill those who touched my
feet!Moreover, what’s the use of killing me when your enemy has been born
elsewhere? Know me as Vishnu Maya. I stand as a curtain between everyone and
the Lord. I have been instructed by Lord
Vishnu to spare you. He has given me other assignments to kill other evil
Asuras like you. Lord Vishnu has already incarnated and will soon kill you!
Stop killing tormenting innocent people and release Vasudevar and Devaki!’ so
saying she vanished from his view.
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