that Supreme Person. My transcendental body never deteriorates. I am without origin, middle or end. I am the generating seed of all existence,’ recited Mataji from her perfect memory.
‘How does this provide a clue to finding the Krishna Key?’ asked Taarak.
‘The fools who read these passages think that Krishna is talking about his divine self. Alternatively, they think that he is alluding to the permanence of the soul. Indeed, Krishna does talk about this when he says, that which pervades the entire body you should know to be indestructible. No one is able to destroy that imperishable soul. But the fools do not understand that this passage about the indestructibility of the soul is not the same as the passage about Krishna’s own infallibility, his permanence, or the fact that he is the generating seed of all existence!’
‘So what does the earlier passage recited by you actually mean?’ asked Taarak.
‘It means that Krishna is alive! If Krishna is transcendental, infallible, unborn, and his body neverdeteriorates; if Krishna is without origin, middle or end and if he—Krishna—is the generating seed of all existence, then the only obvious conclusion is that he is alive!’ thundered Mataji, as she continued counting her beads feverishly.
Emerging victorious from my battle to protect Dwarka, I rushed back to Hastinapur, but it was too late. I eventually found the Pandavas a enclosed within a circle.. erme Rnd Draupadi on the outskirts of the city. Bhima wanted to fight and take back their kingdom but I told him, ‘You allowed your brother to wager everything. All of you are equally responsible. You must live thirteen years in exile as per the wager. It’s your dharma.’ Draupadi asked me, ‘Was it my fault that I was wagered?’ I cautiously replied, ‘No, but it was you who insulted Karana as well as Duryodhana on previous occasions — this is the consequence. Don’t worry, Draupadi, everyone who sat there watching you being humiliated will pay a heavy price. But first, all of you must get through these thirteen years! In the meantime, Subhadra, her son Abhimanyu, and Draupadi’s children, shall move to Dwarka where I shall ensure that they are looked after.’
Saini and Priya mopped their way towards the executive office belonging to Chhedi. It was easy enough to findbecause it was located at the very end of the walnut-veneered wall that ran along the length of the passage. Unlike Kurkude’s office, which had the secretary seated in an outer office room, Chhedi’s office was independently accessed with the secretary seated in a separate cabin adjacent to that of her boss. An unmanned reception area outside Chhedi’s office provided a few plush sofas and magazines for Chhedi’s visitors.
Priya walked into the private reception area and began cleaning the sofas while Saini strolled towards Chhedi’s office door and began polishing the handle. Within a minute, he had twisted the handle downwards, opened the door and walked in. Chhedi was alone, seated behind an enormous desk. He looked up as he saw his office door open. ‘My office has already been cleaned in the morning,’ he snapped absentmindedly at the janitorial duo.
‘Dumpy, it’s me,’ whispered Saini as he closed the door behind Priya and him.
‘Roger?’ asked Chhedi curiously. ‘Why are you in a cleaner’s uniform?’
‘Oh, so you spoke down to me from your high and mighty perch only because I was a lowly janitor?’ joked Saini. ‘On a serious note, though, it was the only way to reach you without being observed by the cops who are swarming all over.’
‘And who is this fine lady with you?’ asked Chhedi, his naughty eyes twinkling as he shook hands with Saini.
‘This is Priya, my doctoral student. She has been on the run with me ever since Varshney’s life was taken,’ explained Saini as he realised that Chhedi hadtransferred a small piece of paper to his palm while shaking hands. Saini tried reading it but was
‘How does this provide a clue to finding the Krishna Key?’ asked Taarak.
‘The fools who read these passages think that Krishna is talking about his divine self. Alternatively, they think that he is alluding to the permanence of the soul. Indeed, Krishna does talk about this when he says, that which pervades the entire body you should know to be indestructible. No one is able to destroy that imperishable soul. But the fools do not understand that this passage about the indestructibility of the soul is not the same as the passage about Krishna’s own infallibility, his permanence, or the fact that he is the generating seed of all existence!’
‘So what does the earlier passage recited by you actually mean?’ asked Taarak.
‘It means that Krishna is alive! If Krishna is transcendental, infallible, unborn, and his body neverdeteriorates; if Krishna is without origin, middle or end and if he—Krishna—is the generating seed of all existence, then the only obvious conclusion is that he is alive!’ thundered Mataji, as she continued counting her beads feverishly.
Emerging victorious from my battle to protect Dwarka, I rushed back to Hastinapur, but it was too late. I eventually found the Pandavas a enclosed within a circle.. erme Rnd Draupadi on the outskirts of the city. Bhima wanted to fight and take back their kingdom but I told him, ‘You allowed your brother to wager everything. All of you are equally responsible. You must live thirteen years in exile as per the wager. It’s your dharma.’ Draupadi asked me, ‘Was it my fault that I was wagered?’ I cautiously replied, ‘No, but it was you who insulted Karana as well as Duryodhana on previous occasions — this is the consequence. Don’t worry, Draupadi, everyone who sat there watching you being humiliated will pay a heavy price. But first, all of you must get through these thirteen years! In the meantime, Subhadra, her son Abhimanyu, and Draupadi’s children, shall move to Dwarka where I shall ensure that they are looked after.’
Saini and Priya mopped their way towards the executive office belonging to Chhedi. It was easy enough to findbecause it was located at the very end of the walnut-veneered wall that ran along the length of the passage. Unlike Kurkude’s office, which had the secretary seated in an outer office room, Chhedi’s office was independently accessed with the secretary seated in a separate cabin adjacent to that of her boss. An unmanned reception area outside Chhedi’s office provided a few plush sofas and magazines for Chhedi’s visitors.
Priya walked into the private reception area and began cleaning the sofas while Saini strolled towards Chhedi’s office door and began polishing the handle. Within a minute, he had twisted the handle downwards, opened the door and walked in. Chhedi was alone, seated behind an enormous desk. He looked up as he saw his office door open. ‘My office has already been cleaned in the morning,’ he snapped absentmindedly at the janitorial duo.
‘Dumpy, it’s me,’ whispered Saini as he closed the door behind Priya and him.
‘Roger?’ asked Chhedi curiously. ‘Why are you in a cleaner’s uniform?’
‘Oh, so you spoke down to me from your high and mighty perch only because I was a lowly janitor?’ joked Saini. ‘On a serious note, though, it was the only way to reach you without being observed by the cops who are swarming all over.’
‘And who is this fine lady with you?’ asked Chhedi, his naughty eyes twinkling as he shook hands with Saini.
‘This is Priya, my doctoral student. She has been on the run with me ever since Varshney’s life was taken,’ explained Saini as he realised that Chhedi hadtransferred a small piece of paper to his palm while shaking hands. Saini tried reading it but was
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