Rp. Satyug

I am Dhananjaya. The Shaiva Yoga sidhdha purush. The epitome of Masculine energy, that attracts females but rejects their involvement.

-20 -handsome -centre parted tousled black hair -6'4 -sharp jawline -strict -Many girls have attraction for him. -Smells of Ash and Vibhuti.

I was sitting with a friend (Vidyastuti) in a debate related to the Advaita and Dwaita Vedanta. Vidyastuti belonged to another gurukul. I had brought the students of my gurukul to the river to bathe, as i engaged in debate with him, who had also brought his Acharya's disciples. As we debated, i spoke for Advaita and he spoke for Dvaita Vedanta. I just defeated him in his third argument. He defeated me only once and in the previous once.

The debate was about to take a violent turn, as we both had stood up, glaring at each other, muscles tensed. Even our younger students had taken respective sides in the fight. When a group of Yoginis were passing by. They started to surround us. There was the chime of anklets and atta hasya.

They were wearing a angavastram of deep red, Deep red dhoti and blouse and great garlands of hibiscus. Their Shakti Sidhdha Yogini was Katyayani. I identified her Name by my Yogic powers. She was only wearing ornaments.

-19 -Dark flowing hair. -cute petite face -etched innocence -blue eyes -5'8 -Belongs to Shakti Tantra Yogini -smells like camphor and red hibiscus