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Source: Internet Once upon a time, in ancient India, lived a sage of immense knowledge, Jamdagni, one of the divine Saptrishis , Feared by God of Gods, Revered by Lord of Lords, Though spiritual, he was mercuruial. Had a wife, divinely beautiful, Renuka, Epitome of chastity & faithfulness. World of wives & husbands envied her, when stories spread of her faithfulnes. Suryadev bowed down to seek her blissfulness, The Vaitarni, every morning, purified herself, when Renuka dived and water rippled owing to her thrilling body. Then she carried water, in an unbaked, bottomless clay pot. Such was her fidelity that water feared to drain onto the ground. One fine day, Suryadev was yet to sharpen, Playing along the river were the Gandharvas, Oblivious and joyful and exhilarating, they wandered; Tuning their bodies to the rhythm: Of the roaring river, Of the chilling yet ferocious wind, Of the sweet-smelling mogra, they danced. Arriv