Royal Couple Prays For A Child
Lord Muruga answers their prayers
In the lush kingdom of Thanjavur, nestled in the heart of South India, King Sevappa and Queen Murtimamba ruled with wisdom and compassion. Yet, as the year 1560 A.D. dawned, a cloud of sorrow hung over the royal palace. For years, the couple had yearned for a child, an heir to continue their legacy and safeguard the realm’s future. Their shared dream of nurturing a prince or princess seemed to slip further away with each passing season.
Driven by desperation and faith, the royal couple decided to seek divine intervention. They arranged for a grand pooja, a sacred ritual to honor Lord Muruga, the deity of youth and divine power. The palace buzzed with activity as priests, musicians, and devotees gathered for the elaborate ceremony.
As the sun set, casting a golden glow over the temple spires, King Sevappa, and Queen Murtimamba knelt before the altar. Amidst the heady scent of incense and the rhythmic chanting of mantras, they poured their hearts out to Lord Muruga. Tears streaming down their faces, they begged for the blessing of a child to love and to secure their kingdom’s future.
The night passed, and as dawn broke, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, an extraordinary event unfolded. Queen Murtimamba’s piercing scream echoed through the palace halls, startling the guards and servants from their morning routines.
Racing to the palace entrance, King Sevappa found his wife near a tiny bundle. There, on the sun-warmed steps, lay a newborn baby, no more than a week old, wrapped in a silk cloth embroidered with golden threads.
As the royal couple gazed upon the infant’s innocent face, their hearts swelled with joy and wonder. Was this Lord Muruga’s answer to their fervent prayers? A miracle delivered in the most unexpected way? They vowed to raise the child as their own, seeing in this tiny being the future of their realm and the fulfillment of their deepest desire.
Meanwhile, a conversation between two brilliant social scientists in the year 2145 AD in New York City:
“I thought about it thoroughly and pulled the trigger. I’ve done it, Sarah!”
“Really, Alex? Are you serious?”
“Yes, now we have advanced time machines that can go back several centuries, there is no excuse for not doing it.”
“I… I don’t know what to say… he is your son, just a week old. Where did you leave him?”
“In the year 1560. Don’t worry. He is safe. A childless king will raise him.”
“Alex, this is a huge sacrifice on your part.”
“Science demands sacrifice, Sarah. This experiment would immensely benefit our research on the nature versus nurture topic. I am happy to do it.”
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