The Revival of Bhakti

Bhakti Devi wept without pause, her cries filling the air. Before her lay two

aged figures—Gyana and Vairagya—gasping, fading, their life slipping away.

Seeing her anguish, Narada Muni’s heart melted with compassion. When he gently asked who she was and

why she suffered so, she replied through tears, “I am Bhakti,

and these are my sons. In this Kali Yuga they are dying. I myself was revived

by the dust of Vrindavan, but they remain bound to decay. Please save them.” Narada consoled

her softly: “Dear Bhakti, do not let despair rule you. Krishna is ever

with you—loving, near, and unfailing. In ages past, Gyana and Dhyana