Goddesses Unfiltered: Durga & Kali Banter

Goddesses Unfiltered: Durga & Kali Banter

Amid Himalayas at Kailash. Devi Durga was busy hydrating her body by sipping divine coconut water. Devi Kali made a fierce entry, all covered in battle dust. She was wearing her signature garland of demon heads swinging with pride.

Durga:

Kali, please! Be slow, my dear. Seehow you scared my pigeons again with your fierce entry. I was taking their sessions on, how to do synchronized flying to make a blissful entry during the upcoming Durga Puja entrance in the Prithvi Lok.

Kali:

Pigeons? Didi, don’t taunt me more, and I am not in a good mind. Can you believe I am just back after beheading a demon who dared to call me, “Ma Shakti-licious”? Do you not think that it’s the worst compliment that any Goddess can get? Please understand Di, I don’t have the time or mood for understanding your bird choreography.

Durga:

Shakti-licious? Ugh. Why do they always get bolder just before Puja season?

Kali (in a frustrating tone):

It’s like demon dating season. The moment they see a goddess, mere decency and respect they forget. Don’t they know we’re armed with weapons and Shakti Power to teach them lessons?

Durga (smirking):

And yet, they always act surprised when we bring our weapons in front. Or the trident. Or, in your case, the complete demon-destruction package.

Kali (sitting down):

So, what’s the plan this year Di? More lions? Lasers? Giant LED tridents?

Durga:

Well, this year I’m planning to arrive in a helicopter-shaped lotus. And someone from Prithvi Lok suggested a “silent disco” aarti. I said, “What’s next, are they planning, bhog on a hoverboard?”

Kali (laughing):

Remember those days when we used to land on Prithvi Lok in a simple palanquin with a couple of drummers? The feeling used to be nostalgic. And Now….. 🙁

Durga:

Now the demands are like, “Ma, do a reel with us!” last year, one guy even asked me to bless his cryptocurrency. Can you Imagine the expectations? 🙂

Kali:

You could have turned his phone into a coconut.

Durga (raising an eyebrow):

Tempting. But I just blessed him, with Wi-Fi buffering. Quiet, yet effective.

Kali (cheering):

Classic Didi! Come on, let’s go scary— I mean, bless—some mortals. But, after snacks. I haven’t had a proper bhog since that mango season in 2024.

Durga:

Fine. But this year, you explain to the devotees why you walked into a pandal barefoot and blood-smeared again.

Kali:

Fashion statement, Didi. High divine drama. You wouldn’t understand.

Durga (rolling her eyes):

Oh, I understand. But this time—try not to scare the priest, or the Puja Mandap will go emotionless.

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