Trivikrama - The Cosmic Expansion

Dadi: "Guddu, today's story is about baby Krishna and a demon who became a whirlwind!"

Guddu: "A whirlwind demon? That sounds scary!"

Dadi: "It was! His name was Trinavarta. But first, something strange happened to Mother Yashoda."

Guddu: "What happened?"

Dadi: "She was carrying baby Krishna around the house, singing to him. But slowly, impossibly, the baby started getting heavier."

Guddu: "Babies get heavy when you carry them too long..."

Dadi: "No, beta - this was different. First he felt like a boulder, then like a cart, then like an entire mountain! Yashoda's arms trembled, her knees buckled."

Guddu: "Why was Krishna becoming so heavy?"

Dadi: "He knew something was coming. The moment Yashoda put him on the ground, unable to hold him any longer... WHOOOOSH!"

Guddu: "The whirlwind!"

Dadi: "Trinavarta descended from nowhere - a spinning column of wind and dust that blocked out the sun! He snatched baby Krishna and flew up into the sky."

Guddu: "Oh no!"

Dadi: "Yashoda screamed. The villagers came running. But what could anyone do against a supernatural storm? They watched helplessly as Krishna disappeared into the spinning darkness."

Guddu: "Was Krishna scared?"

Dadi: "Not at all! As the demon flew higher and higher, planning to drop Krishna from a great height, something strange happened again. The baby started getting heavier."

Guddu: "Like with Yashoda!"

Dadi: "Exactly! Heavier and heavier. Trinavarta's winds faltered. He couldn't fly anymore. "What... what are you?" he gasped."

Guddu: "What did Krishna do?"

Dadi: "Baby Krishna smiled. Then he reached up with his tiny hands and grabbed the demon's throat!"

Guddu: "A baby grabbed a demon's throat?"

Dadi: "With a grip like iron, like diamond, like the foundations of mountains! Trinavarta tried to drop him, but he couldn't break free. The weight kept increasing. The demon's whirlwind form collapsed. His breath stopped."

Guddu: "What happened next?"

Dadi: "They fell together from the sky. The villagers rushed to the spot, crying, certain their beloved Krishna was dead. But they found the demon's body crushed on the ground, and sitting on his chest, laughing with delight, was baby Krishna - completely unharmed!"

Guddu: "He was playing with the demon?"

Dadi: "An old woman whispered, "Look at him. He was playing with that monster." But Nanda told everyone not to speak of this outside Gokul. The world wasn't ready to know what kind of child they were raising."

Guddu: "And Kansa? Did he find out?"

Dadi: "He received another report of failure. Another demon dead. He started having nightmares - dreams where a dark-skinned baby sat on his chest, tiny hands reaching for his throat."

Guddu: "Kansa was scared of a baby!"

Dadi: "Because he knew this was no ordinary baby, Guddu. All his power, all his demons - nothing could touch this child. Sometimes the most powerful thing comes in the smallest package."

Guddu: "Like how small seeds grow into huge trees?"

Dadi: "Perfect! Never underestimate anyone because they look small or weak. The divine can hide in the tiniest forms."