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Alright, here’s a quick, engaging retelling of the Narada, Krishna, and Maya story — how 12 years passed in just half an hour, all wrapped up nicely in a short version you can read in under 5 minutes:
🕉️ Narada and Maya: The Illusion of Time
One day, the celestial sage Narada was feeling quite proud. He approached Lord Krishna, boasting about his spiritual wisdom and detachment.
He said, “O Lord, I have conquered Maya (illusion). I roam the worlds chanting your name. Maya cannot touch me.”
Krishna smiled gently, “That’s wonderful, Narada. But can you do me a small favor?”
“Of course!” Narada replied.
Krishna handed him a pot of water and said, “Walk through the forest, but be careful — don’t let a single drop spill.”
Narada took the pot and began walking, carefully balancing it. The forest was vast and full of wonders, but he kept his eyes on the pot. After a while, he came to a village.
There, he met a beautiful young woman. One thing led to another — he fell in love, got married, had children, and became a respected man in the village. Years passed. He built a life, a family, a home.
Then came a terrible flood.
His house was swept away, and his wife and children were lost. Crying, devastated, Narada was drowning in sorrow — when suddenly…
✨ He woke up.
He was back in front of Krishna, still holding the pot of water. Not a drop had spilled.
“Wha… what just happened?” Narada gasped.
Krishna looked at him kindly and said,
“You were gone only for half an hour, Narada. But in that time, you lived a whole life. That… is Maya.”
🧘♂️ Moral of the Story
Even the wisest can be swept away by illusion. Time, identity, emotion — all part of Maya. True awareness is realizing that reality is not always what it seems.
Would you like a poetic version? Or something fit for a children’s storybook vibe?
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