My birth happened in very special circumstances. The prison that I was born in was filled with dazzling light. Even though it was a long time ago, I can still vividly remember it because of how powerful it was. The gods themselves conspired to help me. They created a dark stormy night with thunder, lightning, and the wonderful smell of the wet earth.
The powerful river Yamuna had swollen and was boiling in rage. I was calm and cheerful, completely unaffected by the turmoil in the world around me. Slowly, my island of calm spread to the world and all was peaceful once again.
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