The Wedding That Never Happened

Banasura wrote himself a loophole and thought it was a wall.

Nobody could kill him, the boon said. Except a virgin.

It is the kind of condition a mind confident in its own permanence writes for itself - certain that so improbable an opponent will never actually turn up.

She took it as an invitation

The Goddess incarnated as Kanya, a young woman performing austerities at the very southern tip of the subcontinent.

That is where the Arabian Sea, the Bay of Bengal and the wider Indian Ocean meet in one restless confluence of water.