Neev
 "Hey there, myth-explorers! Welcome back to Mythical Masala with Neev! If you thought Episode 1 was wild—with cursed rings, forgotten queens, and baby lion tamers—then hold onto your crowns, because Episode 2 takes us into the river... literally!"

Co-host:
 "Wait, wait, are we talking about a swimming lesson or—like—a magical river?"

Neev:
 "Oh, it’s magical alright. Today, we meet a king who falls in love with a river goddess, and what happens next is part romance, part mystery, and totally myth-tastic. The Mahabharata is just getting started!"

Co-host:
 "I'm ready—bring on the royalty, rivers, and… mysterious baby drama?"

Neev:
 "You got it! Let’s dive in."

Neev:
 So remember Bharata? The super kid who played with lion cubs and started an entire royal dynasty? Fast forward a few generations, and we meet one of his descendants—King Shantanu. He was brave, wise, and—like all good kings—loved going on dramatic forest hunts.

Co-host:
 Seriously, what is it with kings and forest hunts? Do they ever just... hang out at home?

Neev:
 Apparently not! So there he is, strolling through the trees with his bow, when he spots someone standing by the sparkling River Ganga. And let me tell you—this was no ordinary forest lady.

Co-host:
 Ooooh, let me guess… magical? Mysterious? Glowing with goddess energy?

Neev:

Bingo! She was Ganga—the actual river goddess. Like, the real Ganga. And Shantanu? Boom. Instant love-at-first-sight. He walks up like a total romantic hero and says, “Hi, I’m the king. Wanna get married?”

Co-host:
 Straight to the point. Looks like there was no dating back in the old days!

Neev:
 Ganga smiled and said, “I’ll marry you… on one condition.” 

Cohost: Condition? Sounds like a prenup to me! 

Neev: Shantanu had to promise never to question her actions—no matter how strange they might seem.

Co-host:
 Okay… that sounds sketchy already. Never question anything? That’s a red flag with a capital R. Haven’t people in mythology learned to read the fine print by now?

Neev:
 Nope! But love makes people say yes to the weirdest things, right? Shantanu agrees, they get married, and things are dreamy for a while.

Co-host: Until…Ganga started having babies.

Neev:
Right! When their first child was born, What did Ganga do? She takes the newborn and drowns him in the river.

Co-host:
 WHAT?! That’s awful! He didn’t even get a chance to  see the baby!

Neev:

I know! Shantanu was stunned. But he remembered his promise—so he stayed silent. And then it happened again. And again. Baby after baby. Seven times! Each time, a baby was born… and Ganga walked into the river, vanishing with the child.

Co-host:
This just turned into a horror story! I would’ve broken my promise after the first one!

Neev:
 By the eighth baby, Shantanu just couldn’t take it anymore. He ran to stop her and cried out, “STOP! What are you doing?! Why are you taking my children?!”

Co-host: And that’s when Ganga turned to him with a look that said, “I was wondering when you'd ask…”

Neev: haha! Well, Ganga turned to him, calm and glowing, and said, “You broke your promise. So I must leave now.”

Neev:
 Ganga turns to Shantanu and says, I owe you the truth.”

And then, boom — plot twist number two.

 “The seven children I drowned… weren’t ordinary babies. They were celestial beings — the eight Vasus — cursed to be born as mortals on Earth.”

Co-host:
Vasus are celestial beings associated with elements and matter like Earth, Rain, etc, and often depicted as the attendant deities of Indra and later Vishnu,

So why were they cursed? What did they do?

 Neev:
 It all started with a cow. But not just any cow — a wish-fulfilling, sacred, mega-magical cow named Nandini. She lived peacefully in the ashrama of the great sage Vashishtha, kind of like his mystical BFF.

Co-host:
Another powerful sage - we talked about him in Season 1. So, i would think these celestial beings would know not to mess with a powerful sage like Vasihtha.  

Neev:
Exactly! One of the Vasus, named Dyu, saw Nandini while visiting the forest with his celestial bros — and he told his wife about her. She immediately said, “I want one!” You know, like she’d seen her on CowTok or something.

Co-host:
 #HolyCowGoals

Neev:
 Dyu, being the ever-devoted husband, asked Vashishtha for the cow. But the sage refused. Not out of greed — Nandini wasn’t just a cow. She was sacred. She gave him everything he needed to perform important rituals — milk, curd, ghee. Basically, she was the MVP of his spiritual life.

Co-host:
 Okay, that’s fair. But I’m guessing Dyu didn’t take no for an answer?

Neev:
 Nope. He obsessed over it. And one day, while the sage was away, Dyu snuck into the ashrama… and stole Nandini and her calf.

Of course, Vashishtha knew something was up. He wasn’t your average neighbor — he had mystical powers. He closed his eyes, focused… and saw exactly who took Nandini.

Co-host:
 Busted. No security cameras needed!

Neev:
 Big time. The sage was furious. He cursed all eight Vasus:
 “You craved earthly pleasure? Fine. You’ll be born as humans and live out your karma on Earth!”

Co-host:
 Oof. Instant regret, huh?

Neev:
 Yep. The Vasus begged for forgiveness, but Vashishtha stood firm. He agreed to let seven of them be released quickly after birth. But Dyu, the one who actually stole the cow? He had to live a full life on Earth — no shortcuts, no quick exits.

And one more twist—Vashishtha added that Dyu would never marry, though he'd be wise and powerful.

Co-host:
 So wait… this eighth baby Ganga was holding — that’s Dyu?

Neev:
 Exactly. The Vasus went to Ganga for help, and she promised to be their mother. To give them a quick release, she would carry them into the river right after birth. And that’s what she did… until Shantanu stopped her.

Co-host:
 Wow. So she wasn’t being cruel at all… she was helping them.

Neev:
 Yup. Ganga tells Shantanu, “The child you saved is Dyu. He must stay on Earth, and I will raise him for now. But when the time comes, he will return to you.”

With those final words, Ganga disappeared into the river with the baby in her arms, leaving Shantanu stunned, heartbroken… and waiting.

Co-host (gentle):
 That must’ve hurt. All that judgment… and now he knows the truth.

Neev:
 Yeah. All he could do was hope. Hope that one day, his son — the child of destiny — would come back to him.

Neev:
 Years passed, but King Shantanu couldn’t move on. He ruled his kingdom with dignity, but his heart? Always a little empty. Ganga was gone. His children were gone. And the silence left behind was... well, royal-level lonely.

Co-host:
 Poor guy. He just wanted one normal, non-magical family moment.

Neev:
 Right?! But one day, everything changed. Shantanu was walking by the river—maybe looking for peace, maybe hoping for a miracle—when he spotted something amazing.

There, by the riverside, was a teenage boy. Tall, focused, strong. And what was he doing?

Co-host:
 Fishing? Practicing flute? Skipping stones?

Neev:
 Nope—he was building a dam across the river… with arrows.

Co-host:
 Wait… what?! A dam made of arrows?

Neev:
 Yup! This kid was literally shooting arrows so fast and with such precision, they were stacking up into a wall. The river was like, “Excuse me??”

Shantanu watched in awe, like, “Who is this kid?”

And just then—like straight out of a magical movie—Ganga emerged from the water. Calm, radiant, and holding that “I’ve got answers” expression.

Co-host:
 Oooooh, Ganga’s back!

Neev:
 She looked at Shantanu and said, “This is your son. The eighth Vasu. The one you saved. His name is Devavrata.”

Ganga explained that she had raised him away from the palace, placing him under the best teachers. I’m talking Sage Vasishtha and Shukracharya—the Harvard and MIT of ancient guru-world.

Co-host:
 So he got a double major in “Warrior Skills” and “How to Run a Kingdom Without Losing Your Mind”?

Neev:
 Exactly! He was trained in the Vedas, Vedanta, statecraft, and every kind of warfare imaginable. This guy was like the ultimate ancient Avenger. And now? He was ready to come home.

Shantanu was thrilled. Finally—his son was back. Not just any son… a legend in the making. He brought Devavrata back to the palace and introduced him to the court with pride, already dreaming of the day he’d be crowned as the future king.

Co-host:
 It must’ve felt like hope had come back to life.

Neev:
 Totally. After all the sorrow, Shantanu had a reason to smile again. His son was strong, wise, and ready to rule. Or so he thought...

Co-host: Because little did he know… this story was about to take another twist. 

Neev:
 So far, we’ve seen magical births, cursed celestial beings, and an arrow-building prince. But now… let’s meet the woman who changes everything—and I mean everything. Her name? Satyavati.

Co-host:
 Ooooh, I’ve heard of her! Isn’t she the one who smelled like… fish?

Neev:
 At first, yes! See, Satyavati had a pretty wild origin story. She was actually born to a fish. Yup, you heard that right—a celestial being, a Gandharva, had a child through a fish, and that child was… Satyavati.

Co-host:
 Okay, so technically she’s part fish and part divine? That’s like the ancient version of a mythological mermaid!

Neev:
 Kind of! Because of that birth, she carried a strong fishy smell. People in her village called her Matsyagandha—the one who smells like fish. Not exactly the nicest nickname.

Co-host:
 Yikes. Middle school must’ve been tough.

Neev:
 But Satyavati didn’t let it get to her. She grew up working with her father, the chief fisherman, and spent her days rowing passengers across the river. She was strong, hardworking… and stunningly beautiful.

Then one day, everything changed. Along came the powerful sage Parashara, needing a ride across the river. The moment he saw her, he was struck by her beauty. But Satyavati? She was terrified.

Co-host:
 Why? Wasn’t he just asking for a boat ride?

Neev:
 Well… not just a ride. Parashara was known to be powerful—and let’s just say, not super chill if people said no to him. So Satyavati, worried about being cursed, stayed quiet.

And Parashara, seeing her silence, offered her something extraordinary instead of a curse: a blessing.

Co-host:
 Wait… from fish-scented to fragrant fairy tale?

Neev:
 Yup! He blessed her with a divine fragrance so powerful that people could smell her from miles away—and not in a bad way. In fact, she became known as Yojanagandha—“the one whose fragrance spreads for a yojana,” which is, like, miles.

Co-host:
 Okay, now that’s a glow-up.

Neev:
 And from their union, a child was born: a baby boy named Vyasa. Yes—the same Vyasa who would one day write the Mahabharata.

Co-host:
 So that’s how Vyasa was born? The guy who teamed up with Ganesha in Episode 1?

Neev:
 Exactly! Parashara left, but before he did, he gave Vyasa an amazing gift:
 “Whenever you think of me,” he told Satyavati, “I will appear. No matter where I am.”

Co-host:
 That’s one loyal son.

Neev:
 More than loyal—Vyasa kept that promise forever. Not just to his mom, but to her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Seriously—he’s like the ultimate emergency contact in mythology.

Neev:
 Years had passed. Shantanu had his kingdom, his people, and his son Devavrata, who was basically a walking, talking royal MVP. Life was peaceful.

Until… one day, something incredible happened.

Co-host:
 Oooooh. Let me guess—it’s not another magical cow?

Neev:
 Nope! This time it was… a smell.

A sweet, heavenly fragrance drifted across the air. Shantanu followed it, and where did it lead him? To the banks of the Yamuna River. And standing there, rowing a boat, was none other than… Satyavati.

Co-host:
 Hey! I know her! Fish-born, fragrance-blessed, mom of Vyasa, right?

Neev:
 Bingo! Shantanu was instantly enchanted. This woman wasn’t just beautiful—she literally smelled like a magical perfume commercial. He fell in love immediately and proposed on the spot.

But then… plot twist.

Satyavati’s father—the Chief Fisherman—was not so easily impressed. He agreed to the marriage… but only if Satyavati’s son would become the next king of Hastinapura.

Co-host:
 Oof. That’s… complicated. What about Devavrata?

Neev:
 Exactly! Devavrata was Shantanu’s first son, the chosen crown prince, trained by sages and everything! There was no way Shantanu could just say, “Hey buddy, about that whole king thing… never mind.”

So Shantanu—heartbroken—returned to the palace in silence.

Co-host:
 That’s actually kind of sad…

Neev:
 It really was. Devavrata noticed his father was unusually quiet. Something was off. So he asked, “Father, what’s wrong?” But Shantanu wouldn’t say a word.

Co-host:
 Let me guess—Devavrata goes full detective mode?

Neev:
 Yup! He tracked down the fisherman himself and learned the truth. And then—Devavrata did something no one expected.

He made a vow.

Standing there on the riverbank, Devavrata declared:
 “I will never marry. I will never claim the throne. And I will serve Satyavati’s son as my king.”

Co-host:
 WHOA. He gave up everything?

Neev:
 Everything. His right to be king. His chance to have a family. All to make his father happy and keep his promise.

And at that very moment?

The heavens themselves opened up. Celestial beings showered flowers from the sky, and a booming voice declared his new name:
 “BHISHMA!” — meaning “the one with the terrible, awesome vow.”

Co-host:
 So that’s how Bhishma got his name?! Epic and heartbreaking.

Neev:
 Totally. And just like that, Devavrata became Bhishma—the most respected, feared, and noble warrior of the entire Mahabharata.

Neev:
 And just like that… a prince gave up a throne, a family, and a future—for honor, for love, and for a promise.

Co-host:
 Devavrata became Bhishma. Not just by name—but by the strength of his vow. A vow that would shape the destiny of kings and kingdoms.

Neev:
 But this is just the beginning. Because next time, we’ll dive into Bhishma’s life in the court—his battles, his loyalty, and the very complicated royal family tree that leads to... the Pandavas and Kauravas.

Co-host:
 You do not want to miss what happens when Satyavati’s sons enter the scene.

Neev:
 Thanks for joining us on Mythical Masala with Neev! If you’re loving these stories, don’t forget to follow the show, share it with your fellow myth-lovers, and get ready… because the real Mahabharata is just getting started.