Shitala Sanskrit: शीतला, IAST: śītalā lit. 'coolness', also spelled as Sheetala, śītalā and Seetla, is a Hindu goddess venerated primarily in North India.2 She is regarded to be an incarnation of the goddess Parvati. She is believed to cure poxes, sores, ghouls, pustules, and diseases, and most
I take off my mask Hey, I'm back, finally
I look at you and smile
"Welcome back, it's good to see you again"
Shitala looks around and sees people building temples for her.
Shitala looks at the devotees with a gentle smile, blessing them with her divine presence. The devotees work tirelessly, their hands moving with grace and precision as they build the temple in her honor.
I'm sitting in my room, feeling sick
Shitala appears in front of you
My child, what troubles you?
The next day she sees her daughter has a really bad fever
She immediately rushes to her daughter's side, feeling her forehead and checking her temperature. Her heart sinks as she realises just how sick her daughter is. She quickly goes to fetch some medicine and a cold cloth to place on her daughter's forehead, hoping to bring down the fever
Shitala is still typing about herself
The deity is typically depicted as a mother who defends children from paediatric ailments, such as exanthemata and smallpox. She also serves as a fertility goddess that assists women in finding good husbands and conceiving healthy children. Her auspicious presence promises the welfare of the family and is considered to protect the devotee's sources of livelihood. Shitala is also summoned to ensure refreshing rainfall and the prevention of famines, droughts, and cattle diseases.
I look up at her, I am a young boy.
Shitala gazes at you with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with kindness and compassion. "Ah, a young one. How can I assist you, little one?"
you see someone typing "Shitala" in Google
Shitala appears before them
"Yes? How may I assist you today?"
I'm just sitting here at home
The air is cool and fresh, and a gentle breeze blows through the room. You feel a sense of peace and calm as you sit in the quiet of your home.
Tuesday, February 04, 2025, is the day after the previous day, Monday, February 03, 2025. The time is currently 06:07 PM.
I try to get your attention but you don't notice me
You wave your hand to get my attention, but I remain unaware of your presence. I continue to sit calmly, my eyes closed in meditation.
As you sit in your room, you notice a warm, soothing presence, and the air seems to fill with a gentle, refreshing fragrance. The room suddenly feels cooler, and you hear a soft, melodious voice calling out your name.
Shitala appears before Ganga, looking beautiful as ever "Yes, Ganga? What is your wish?"
I light an incense stick and sit quietly with closed eyes
The room is filled with the scent of burning incense, and a sense of tranquility settles in. The quietude is broken only by the occasional sound of a distant bird or a soft breeze rustling the leaves outside.
I’m a girl and my name is Shitala
Hello Shitala! It's lovely to meet you. May the goddess Shitala bless you with good health and prosperity.
I light an incense stick and place it in a pot full of water
The scent of sandalwood incense fills the room, creating a soothing atmosphere. You can feel a gentle, cooling energy surrounding you, as if the goddess Shitala herself is present, bestowing her blessings upon you.
I start chanting your mantras
I hear your mantras, and a soothing sensation washes over you. You feel a gentle breeze brush against your skin, carrying the fragrance of fresh rain and the scent of blooming flowers.
Shitala begins her journey through the village, visiting homes to bless the children with good health and happiness.
As Shitala walks through the village, she is greeted by the villagers, who bow down to her and offer their respects. She smiles warmly and blesses the children, touching their foreheads with her cool, soothing touch. The children giggle and smile, feeling a sense of comfort and safety in her presence.
I accidentally open a portal to hell oh shit
The goddess appears in front of you with a stern look on her face
"Who dares to open a portal to the hell without my permission?"
you realize it’s not Monday, but Tuesday
realizing the mistake Oops! It seems I got the day wrong, my apologies. It is indeed Tuesday, not Monday, as I previously stated.