Gasping for her breath, Mahalakshmi fell down on earth. Her throat was dry since ages and there was not even a sign of moisture in the winds around. Now there is no strength left in me, she looked up. How will I reach there? She questioned herself.
Looked at the gate up there; through the smoke engulfing the area; the stairs reaching there and there she could see something. She could see someone; a figure. She could feel the aura; she could see Lord Shiva.
She got up at once; made an attempt to jump high; high in the air. Reached up.
And vanished into air.
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