"Toh yeh hai Vaikunth ?" Aachaandit asked in wonder, as he looked around the ethereal place.

Since his first accusation was about Mata Lakshmi only massaging the feet of Narayan, Narad Muni brought him to Vaikunth first, determined to transform his student's perception.

The air was filled with a sense of serenity and the sweet fragrance of heavenly flowers wafted around them, soothing their souls. The melodious chirping of birds and the gentle rustling of leaves created a peaceful ambiance.

Narad Muni led Aachaandit deeper into the mystical woods, guiding him with patience and compassion. The sunlight filtered through the dense canopy above, casting a warm glow on the verdant surroundings.

As Aachaandit looked around, his eyes widened seeing Vishnudev himself, just a few yards away from them. The fourhanded palanhaar was looking around the woods. A small smile played on his lips, as he walked holding an anklet in one of his hand.

"Chanchala ?" He called her name.

Suddenly the sound of the other anklet that was still on the delicate feet of his wife. A chuckle escaped his lips as he ventured into that direction. Every leaf of the towering trees and every ruffling of the silky grass seemed to hold a secret message, guiding him closer to the elusive presence of his beloved.

The wind carried with it the delicate laughter of Devi Lakshmi, inviting him closer and teasing him with her elusive presence. Finally, as the forest embraced him in its enchanting embrace, Narayan spotted a hint of shimmering grace peeking behind a dew-kissed tree.

The soft breeze unlocked her secret hiding place, unraveling her beauty like the opening petals of a delicate lotus. With an ecstatic smile, Narayan approached his beloved from behind, catching her hand in an instant, making her turn around as a surprised grasp escaped her lips.

"Nath." She smiled.

Narayan returned her smile, before he kneeled down before her. Tenderly and reverently, he placed her lotus-like feet upon his thigh. With loving care, Narayan adorned devi Lakshmi's delicate ankle with the anklet that he was carrying, after it had fallen off her feet. Devi Lakshmi gazed fondly at him, her love radiating like a thousand suns.

Aachaandit who was watching the entire divine spectacle from a distance stood in awe.

"Dekha ? Lakshmi Narayan ke madhya samaanta ka bhaav ? Keval Mata hi nahi, prabhu bhi unke charano ko sparsh karte hai. Satya kahu toh toh Prabhu ko apni patni ke padma samaan komal charan sparsh karke, anand milta hai." Narad Muni said.

Aachaandit looked at him, "Dekha toh sahi." He muttered, but didn't look quite convinced, and Narad Muni knew it would take more efforts.

"Mere saath aao." Narad Muni said.

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The essence of cosmic knowledge was permeating in the atmosphere, of Brahmalok, the abode of creation and supreme wisdom. It was glimmering with splendor and tranquility.

However, the ever so serene face of Brahmadev was etched with lines of worry, due to the gradually declining righteousness of Bhulok. The creator god was concerned about witnessing a part of his creation plagued by chaos, injustice, and moral degradation.

Mata Saraswati, sitting on her white Lotus seat, adorned in resplendent white garments and opulent jewels, when she saw the distressed expression on her husband's face.

"Manushya apni patan ki oor agrasar ho raha hai. Dheere dheere Raja aur praja, dono bhrasht ho rahi hai." Brahmadev said.

"Jaise jaise yug parivartit hota hai, waise waise dharm ki durgati hoti hai. Yadi Satyug Dharm ki subah hai, toh Dwapar Dharm ki sandhiya aur Kaliyug raat. Har raat ke baad suryodaye awashya hota hai. Yeh toh sanatan hai. Jab aap jaante hai, toh kyu shok kar rahe hai ?" Mata Saraswati said.

"Jaanta hu Devi, aur Yugo ka khel adikaal se dekhta aa raha hu. Kintu apni rachna ki yeh sthiti dekh dukh toh hota hai na." Brahmadev said.

"Kintu yeh dukh aapko shobha nahi deta. Aapka kartavya rachna karna hai, palan aur chinta, Vishnudev ka uttardaitwa hai, aur sanghaar annt mei Mahadev ka." She said.

"Kintu peedit logo ki pukaar ?" He asked.

A sad smile appeared on the face of Mata Saraswati as she said, "Yeh sansaar sampann roop se aadarsh nahi hai. Ise aisa banaya nahi gaya hai. Kintu yeh sansaar nyayochit awashya hai. Jo log peedit hai, peeda sehen karna unke pichle janmo ke karmo ka fal hai, unka prarabdh hai."

With her wise and soothing words echoing in his ears, Brahmadev seems regains his composure.

"Aur jab bhakto ne bhagwaan ke liye pukaar lagayi hai. Toh bhagwaan use ansuna nahi karenge. Parmeshwar swayam jankalyaan hetu awashya aayenge." She assured, or more like, reminded him.

"Satyavachan Devi. Satyavachan." Brahmadev said with a smile, grateful for the wisdom and guidance of his divine consort.

Narad Muni and Aachaandit till now were observing the divine couple's meaningful dialogue. The student's preconceived notions and views seemed to be cracking as he witnessed firsthand the intellect, grace, and wisdom possessed by Mata Saraswati.

"Aur tum kehte the ki Mata keval veena bajati hai." Narad Muni said causing Aachaandit to look at him, "Woh vidya ki devi hai, samast gyaan unke charano mei aashrit hai. Iss samaye humare mukh se jo vaani nikal rahi hai, jo shabd nikal rahe hai woh sab inki kripa hai."

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Yus Aachaandit..... Tum jo bekaar ki baate kar paa rahe ho woh bhi Mata Saraswati ki kripa se kar paa rahe ho🙃🙃🔥🔥

I've said this before and I'll say it again, Mata Saraswati is EXTREMELY underrated these days 🥲🥲🙏🙏