Novel & Cerita Indian Water God

Ordinary people could not watch, or misfortune would befall them. The icy river water rose past my shoulders, yet my body temperature did not drop. Instead, it climbed higher, and moisture gathered between my legs, mingling with the river. I soaked in the water for some time before the river god finally entered the cage. Though I was blindfolded and my hands were bound so I could not see his face or touch him, I could clearly hear his rapid, heavy breathing. The river god circled around me slowly, then lifted the hem of my skirt. Something smooth and slippery began crawling up from my ankle.

But when he returned, the goddess seemed to have died. With tears in his eyes he threw her body into the dry well, and just to pay last respect, he poured small water in the well, covered the well and headed home. Few days later, he went to his farm and was surprised, when he met the goddess swimming in the well, full of water, the goddess rose up like her legs made of water, the man fell on his face, because she was without clothes, As time goes on the river grown and became big ocean of water.

"You made that woman touch my child while she was smoking. Don't you know they can die from breathing from it?" "I said I was sorry," I imagine Athena as a lioness protecting her cub from a dog. She made Seth back off, looking sad like a lost puppy. I pull a grin and feel bad. "Hey Seth, Jacob isn't your only nephew. Want to hold Rama?" A new nickname for my son that Effie came up with because Rama is the seventh avatar of the God Vishnu in Hinduism, which is the name I like instead of Rambo. Imaginary dog ears perk up and tail wagging. "Can I?"

As Anna passed by each idol, the audio presenter described each and how they connected to the suffering inflicted on the Egyptian. The first plague that was that of turning the water to blood. Hapi- Egyptian God of the Nile was a water bearer. Second was the invasion of frogs emerging from the Nile River. Heket was the Egyptian Goddess of Fertility with the head of a frog. The third plague, that of lice, was for the Egyptian God Geb who ruled over the dust of the earth. It was a bit of a stretch to associate lice with the dust of the earth, but that’s where they came from.

Nayna explained. "Kratus?" "Yes... The God of Monster." Nayna said then continued. "Kratus is the God of Plague. If he gets hungry we are offered to this God. A God with 12 arms. He can eat an animal whole!" She explained. Of course, her hair turned white. She is scared also. "This..."

God mom is an unusual woman I came to realise. I realised that here is my beloved mother who is incarnation of Rati(Wife of Kamdeo, God of love and passion in Hindu Theology) herself . Her body was everything man ever dreamt of. Soft flowing curves, tall stout legs, shapely breasts and wide pitcher like arse, well what more a man can ask for, best was her prominent mound, which I hadn't seen even in those p**n sites. Her midriff was fleshy, bulging and drooping a little but not ungainly so, it rather gave her form a matronly appeal.

Both of them spent more than half an hour, trying to realize and recollect the names of the deities that were worshipped along with the color codes that were given to them. Even after spending so much of time both of them were unable to find out or remember about one person, who was responsible for this, it was just that one person. Tian Tian turned her head to look at the large mountain standing beside the cloud mountain. Her eyes fell on something before she suddenly exclaimed loudly, "The water God!" Gu Shen had naturally heard what she spoke, while his face also showed a big surprise as he repeated, "Yes, The water God!" Both of them turned their heads towards each other before speaking

It's called 'prashad' in our place. I pour it in my mouth and jerk off the excess,not forgetting to touch the sweet on my forehead before I gulp it in. Well,I was taught all of it in India. Puja was more common there. My dad used to do it regularly. While me and Sonia tried to disturb him. Strange it was, but he never used to get angry on us even if we interrupted his devotional time. He used to believe in God. "There is a God above. He is always watching. So make sure that you do good things. Else he will punish you." His words reverberate in my mind while I keep staring at the idols. I don't think I believe in God. Not anymore.

I broke into a fit of giggles, “only you A.” “What?” He asked looking perplexed. “My mother is a titan, not I. I am something else altogether, something more. I’m not certain I know how to explain it. I’ve spent time researching old scriptures and books, and the Hindus were the ones that managed to best explain what I am; according to Hindu folklore I’m a Trumurti. An all powerful being whose power can create, protect, and destroy.” Some gasped loudly, their shock evident on their faces and the wild look in their eyes.