The fountains of great deep were broken up. The windows of heaven opened. It rained for seven days and nights. Then the storm winds subsided. Upon the great waters, on a peepul leaf, resting was a beautiful child. A primordial lotus blossomed from his navel. From that water lily amidst of celestial music, Brahma, the primeval matter emerged. He became curious about his own origin and entered the lotus stem to find its roots. When failed, with dismay he prayed the Almighty and his question was 'Who am I'?.... The whole world was sleeping. But not he. Perturbed by an engimatic question he left his palace during midnight and knocked his teachers door. 'Knock! Knock! Knock!' 'Who are you'? said the voice from inside. "That is what exactly I wish to know, sir, who am I"? queried Rama.
The fountains of great deep were broken up. The windows of heaven opened. It rained for seven days and nights. Then the storm winds subsided. Upon the great waters, on a peepul leaf, resting was a beautiful child. A primordial lotus blossomed from his navel. From that water lily amidst of celestial music, Brahma, the primeval matter emerged. He became curious about his own origin and entered the lotus stem to find its roots. When failed, with dismay he prayed the Almighty and his question was 'Who am I'?.... The whole world was sleeping. But not he. Perturbed by an engimatic question he left his palace during midnight and knocked his teachers door. 'Knock! Knock! Knock!' 'Who are you'? said the voice from inside. "That is what exactly I wish to know, sir, who am I"? queried Rama.© 2017,www.logili.com All Rights Reserved.