So this is a surprise planned by me and my sister Akhilavandana along with our father ShriRaam for the birthday of our Mayya Sita
Do you know how Raghav praised Janaki? Akhila narrates it to this way!
He says, "Your name Sītā means the one who has risen from furrow (in Sanskrit). In English, I will tell you what each letter signifies. ❤️
S- Selfless. Your care and selflessness knows no bounds. You accompanied me to the forest without thinking about the dangers lurking there. You always think about my welfare. I- Inspiring. Your courage, determination, strength, love, everything about you inspires me and our devotees. T- Trusting. You always know that I would be there for you. You did what nobody else can do. Whatever difficult situation you were in, you faced everything and had full faith in me. You believe me and this belief makes me what I am. A- Amazing.
And so we celebrate our Mayya, Bhagwati Sita's birthday to please her and get her blessings
ally_18@shrihari_nandini it was really amazingly framed dear,especially the elaborated discription of Maa Sita and the sketch too sorry i read it much later.Hope you are well with your health dear! SitaRaam bless you! Jai ShriHari!♀️❤️❤️
I always think what is it, That makes me feel In the whole lively world, I am the happiest.
Is it the rain that cleanses my eyes, Is it the sun that enlighten my mind, Is it the moon that bewiches my soul, Is it the spring that soothes my nerves, Is it the summer that refreshen the inner me,
Or is it only the love that Every inch of time Makes me feel Yes, I am auspicious I fell like I am everything In this versatile universe, The sun, the moon, the stars, Are assuring me, indeed, Those who posses the boundless sensation of LOVE Are the happiest one. ❤
One day it so happened that I decided to take a different vision of love that lacked before, left for a voyage sailing from different different shades of love, I've immortalised every shade in me which defines my adoration now, ended up being a romantic poet whose ballads started talking of which every line got alive again In the hues of bountiful pearls Silhouetting in the profound ocean, looking back on the day, I realized that it was a fate.