Chapitre 1: 1. VARDAN (A GIFT BY GOD TO A PERSON !!)

The Vindyanchal mountain stood like a black god in the dark darkness of midnight .The small trees grow on it were visible in this way, as if these are her hairs and the temple of Ashtabhuja Devi , on whose vase the white flags were waved by bay's coarse waves , is the head of that god .There was a shimmering lamp in the temple ,which could be seen as a blurred star. it was past midnight. There was a spooky silence all around. The black waves of Gangaji were flowing down the mountain with a pleasant flow .The sound of an amusing raga was emanating from his drift. on the boats, and around the edges, the stove of seafarers was visible. At such a time, a white cloth lady was sitting with her arms folded in front of Ashtabhuja devi. His adult face was pale and nobility was manifested by sentiments. After bowing his head for long time, he said-'mother ! Today ,There has been no Tuesday for twenty years when I have not bowed your head. Not a single day gone by when I have heeded your feet .You are the queen of the world .Even after surving you, my longing you did not fulfil my desire ! Where do I leave you ?