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Krishna's Dimensions (Part - 1)
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Without knowing why, my steps lead me far from home, to an ancient, hidden temple in middle of the forest. Inside, the air is thick with mystery, and in the shadows stands a statue of Him-Shyam, more breathtaking than anything I've ever dreamed. As I move closer, my heart races, my legs tremble, but I can't stop. Then, suddenly, I hear His voice.
"Who are you talking to? I'm right here..."
I turn around, and there He is-not as a distant deity, but standing before me in human form. His eyes are playful, His presence both enchanting and overwhelming. But then, He shakes my very soul with a challenge-an impossible bet.
"Come with me to my time. Live with me, prove that you can take care for me there.... And if you succeed, I will stay with you... in the 21st century."
One choice.... One journey that could change everything. Can I dare to step into His world, walk beside Him in the realm of his dimension and legends? And what happens when the divine crosses into the modern world?....
This isn't just a story of love-it's a journey between two worlds. A Magic of devotion, desire, and destiny.
In the end, will Krishna choose to stay with me, or will He vanish like a dream, slipping away just when I thought I could hold onto Him?
The answers lie ahead in the story. The question is....., what will I Choose?
Jin pyare komal hatho se tumne ye cover bnaya h.... I pray and jldi vo hath padkne tumhare Jagannnn aae !!!】
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Chapter - 1 (His Introduction)
"Can I ask you something?"
Standing before the dark, Shyam-colored deity, I asked softly. It had been a long time since I returned to my village, and this morning, when I went out for a walk alone, I found myself far from home, drawn to a temple of Girdhari.
I had been thinking of Him since the morning, feeling an inexplicable urge to meet Him. Perhaps it was because He, too, wished to see me today. Nature seemed to be sending His letters to me—the whisper of the leaves felt like His breath, and the birds' songs like the sound of His flute.
Walking alone was just an excuse. I loved strolling quietly, having unspoken conversations with Him in my heart. Whenever I saw a flower along the way, I would pluck it, thinking I would offer it to Him. I had gathered quite a bouquet by the time I reached the temple, though He had not appeared. Yet, for some reason, I couldn’t stop smiling. Maybe it was because butterflies, hidden in His name, fluttered inside me, filling me with a lightness and brightness I couldn’t explain.
As I wandered, a small, secluded temple appeared before me on the quiet path. Hesitating for a moment, I stepped inside and found it completely empty. The old architecture suggested that it had been here for centuries. I moved forward cautiously, absorbing the eerie silence. The temple was mostly dark, except for a glowing blue light coming from ahead, as if the night’s dark moon had turned blue instead of golden. I couldn’t make out what was before me due to the radiance, but as I moved closer, I saw it—the dark, Shyam-colored idol of Krishna, the flowers which I plucked for him fell down as I was so lost in the beauty of krishna's Idol.
He was beautiful, more precious than gold. The deity's intricate features seemed sculpted with the utmost care, every detail so perfect it seemed as though He could come to life at any moment. My heart raced with excitement as I gazed at Him, fighting the urge to rush forward and embrace Him. As I took slow steps toward the idol, I could feel a tremble in my legs and my heartbeat thundering in my ears. Yet, even in my growing nervousness, there was an overwhelming sense of familiarity, as though I was returning to someone I already knew intimately.
Tears flowed freely as I neared Him, though I didn’t know why. My feet wouldn’t stop, nor could I contain the flood of thoughts racing through my mind. I raised my hand toward the statue, and at that moment, I heard a whisper, as if someone were speaking softly into my ear. Everything around me seemed to disappear into silence. The voice was unlike anything I had ever heard.
"Who are you talking to over there? I’m right here…"
That whisper, that sweet, intoxicating voice—it felt as though my soul had been waiting its entire life just to hear it. In that moment, I thought, I can die peacefully now. There’s nothing more to want from life.
I hadn’t even turned to look at Him yet, and already I was lost. What would happen when I finally saw Him? Slowly, I turned around, and I didn’t have to do anything—He did it all. As soon as I turned, my trembling legs gave way, and He moved forward to catch me. But little did He know, His touch only made things worse.
Yes, it was Him—Shyam... Our beloved Krishna, moon in the night sky, but this time in human form.
My gaze was locked on His face, unable to pull away. It was as if I had booked a front-row seat to a masterpiece show, and I couldn’t help but study every detail of that masterpiece art. His eyes met mine, and although I felt shy, but I couldn’t tear myself away. So, I let my eyes drift down to His lips instead, and just as I did, He let go of me and I fell down.
"Ahhh!" I cried out softly as I hit the ground, more out of surprise than pain.
"If you give someone a finger, they’ll take your whole hand," He said, extending His hand to help me up, a mischievous grin on His face.
I felt a rush of embarrassment and frustration, so I stayed seated on the ground, pouting. How could someone so beautiful, so divine, behave like this? I had never imagined Krishna would be so… sarcastic like this!
As I finally took a closer look at Him, I noticed something odd. He wasn’t exactly how I had always imagined.
"Are you really Krishna?" I asked from where I sat.
He crouched down to my level, locking eyes with me again, and replied with a smirk, "Do you need me to show you my Aadhar card to prove it?"
Who answers like that? All my life, I had imagined Krishna wearing a bright yellow dhoti, a mala , a peacock feather , His form gentle and serene. But this Krishna? He was dressed in a stylish black and white shirt and jeans type pant, modern and effortless. I hadn’t even noticed His clothes earlier—I had been too entranced by His face beauty. He was so different from what I had imagined but infinitely more captivating.
If He ever reads this, He might think that I’m only fascinated by His beauty, but I would like to tell Him otherwise.... It’s not just His beauty; it’s Him—His entire existence—that I love.... I love him in his all form..... And if He insists on hearing some more praise lines for his new look, I’d prefer to whisper it privately, not in front of the world,... lest He starts thinking too highly of Himself! I don't want him to be much overconfident.
Chapter - 2 (His Sarcasm )
"Do you really need me to show you my Aadhar card now?" he said, making a face as he leaned a little closer to me.
I shook my head, unable to speak. My voice had disappeared the moment I laid eyes on him. With Nervousness, I stepped back a bit.
"Why are you acting like I'm here to pick you up...? What do you call it? Oh yes, kidnap!"
What was he saying? I vaguely remembered angrily threatening to kidnap him once—"I'll kidnap you if I have to!"—and now, was he really planning on doing it? Wait a minute… Is this some kind of dream? Or is this revenge for all the ridiculous things I’ve said to him over the years? Why would a god have nothing better to do than come to me over such silly matters? If he remembers that, who knows what else he's keeping track of?....
Embarrassed, I lowered my head, feeling heat rise to my cheeks as flashes of every childish thing I’d ever said to him began replaying in my mind.
"So… shall I actually kidnap you?" he whispered playfully in my ear, his breath warm against my skin.
I tightly shut my eyes in response.
"Oh come on, you’re actually scared!" he chuckled. "What happened to the brave little girl who used to threaten me?"
Who calls someone "little girl"? I was thinking ... I am now officially an adult. Earlier I had a whole speech planned for the day I would meet him, but now, facing him, it was like he cast a spell that made all my words vanish. On one hand, I worried about whether I was offending him by not touching his feet out of respect.... I must not forget he is god. On the other, I felt embarrassed beyond belief... How could I be so childish. I didn’t know what to do or say.
I hesitantly opened my eyes and, gathering some courage, I stood up, bent forward to touch his feet. But before I could, he grabbed my hand firmly and pulled me down beside him, seating me on the ground next to him.
"Oh come on, 'little girl'—you just turned me into a babaji now!" he said, teasing me with a grin.
"I haven’t forgotten your threats. These very hands once promised to grab me!... Now they want to bow in respect? I am so confused ...." He was trying to hide his laugh while saying.
Just as I feared—he had remembered everything! He was opening the pages of my past right in front of me, and I wasn’t sure whether to be mad or laugh. How was I supposed to be upset with him when just looking into his eyes made me forget everything else?
"Oh, so.... now you don’t want to talk to me?" he continued, mimicking my voice. "Remember all those times you yelled at me, demanding I come to meet you? 'How can you be god if you don’t come see me?! If you don’t love me, then just say so!'....Why you are not coming krishna" he was mimicking me.
He was imitating me perfectly, word for word, and my face grew red with embarrassment. I didn’t realize he had kept such precise track of everything I’d ever said. I guess it’s good to keep track of things, but not like this!
"Hey... can you at least give me a chance to explain?" I managed to say only that much in return.
"Oh, is that right? Go ahead, I’m listening!" He dramatically placed his hands on his cheeks and gave me his full attention, almost mockingly. "Mam ...I’ve always listened to you, haven’t I? I’m a god, after all—what else do I have to do expect listening? But if I dare say a word, suddenly everyone’s gets offended! So go on, speak up!" he said, pouting.
I had no idea what to say. My mind felt blank, like all of this was a dream. My complaints, which had once seemed so important, had disappeared, but his seemed to be in full force! But no matter what he said, he still looked so endearing and more beautiful while speaking.
"Actually, you should keep talking…" I trailed off. "Wait a minute, don’t call me ‘mam’ It sounds so weird!"
"Oh? And who turned me into a 'guru' in the first place?" he asked, standing up with a smile.
"But… you are a god, aren’t you?" I replied, trying to defend myself.
"Ah, I see… but I came here to meet my sakhi—my beloved friend. Perhaps you aren’t the right one. Maybe I’ve kidnapped the wrong girl!" he teased, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
"No, no! It’s me!" I panicked, suddenly afraid that he might leave. I struggled to stand, unsure of what would happen next.
"So… shall I really pick you up you then?" he asked, leaning in again with a whispering note, with that playful smile.
"What?!" I gasped, feeling a flutter in my stomach from the way he looked at me and the softness of his voice.
"Oh, I meant to help you stand up, of course," he laughed, Giving me his hand to stand up.
"What did you think I was talking about? You modern-day people always have your minds filled with nonsense!" he said, rolling his eyes dramatically.
"I didn’t think anything!" I muttered under my breath. "You’re the one coming up with all these ideas and putting the blame on me!"
"Can’t I at least get a chance to hear that sweet voice of yours... Speak little bit louder?" He teased, pulling at both my cheeks.
Chapter - 3 (The Challenge)
I just stared at him, frozen in place like a statue. His touch on my cheeks felt as soft as butter, and I could feel the heat rising as my cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
“You’re blushing as if you’re all innocent now! Back when you had my photo, you squished my cheeks so hard they turned into tomatoes! And now, when I barely touch you, you’re acting all shy? What has this world come to?”
“Why are you always on my case? No matter what I do or don’t do, you find something to criticize. What do you want from me?” I snapped, unable to hold back my frustration.
“Oh, here it is, the real you! Look at yourself! You used to rant at me, nagging, scolding, giving me grief every single day. And now, when I’ve barely started talking, you’re already upset? Imagine how hard is for me to handle you every day!”
“So, you are having hard time in handling Me .... Am I a burden for you? I thought you loved hearing me talk…” I said, my voice was soft and sad.
“You silly girl… only I will handle you...No one else... And as for loving …”
“And? What?....” I asked, my heart hoping for an answer, my eyes searching his.
“Well, I love... both sweet kheer and khichdi..... But .... right now, even water would be much better,” he said, standing up and turning his face away.
“What!?” I exclaimed, jumping to my feet.
“Krishna! When will you come to meet me? When will you come to me, my Jagannath, my Girdhari!” he imitated me, his voice full of mockery. “Wasn’t this what you always shouted? And now that I’m here, you haven’t even offered me water, just endless talk! You can only offer”
Unbelievable! He just kept going on and on, making fun of me. Without saying anything, I turned to fetch him water, but before I could leave, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back close to him. My head bumped against his chest, and I froze again....His sweet scent was all over my mind.... He moved back slightly, whispering, “What’s the rush to run away from me? Don’t you like me?”
“N-no…” I stammered, squeezing my eyes shut.
“So… you don’t like me?” He leaned in even closer, his breath tickling my ear.
I took three steps back and shouted, “Do you want water or not!?”
“You’re so amazing… I asked one thing, and you are answering me something else. Water can wait.....First, tell me—how do I look in this new look of mine?” He asked, stepping toward me with a mischievous smile.
“You look… fine,” I replied with a shy smile.
“Oh, ‘fine,’ is it only?.... That’s what you’ll say from a distance. Come here, see me from this angle. I know all the good angles, trust me!”
“did You plan on staying here in the modern world or what... That's why you are learning our world concept?” I teased, blushing even more.
“If you want me to stay, I might just stay,” he said, smiling warmly. “You asked me to come, so I did. When you feed me, I quietly eat it too... Without any questions... Whatever you say, I’ll do it.”
Who talks like this? How could I even think of asking him to leave? He always leaves me speechless with those answers… and then, with the way he looks at me, as if stealing my very soul with his gaze.
“Why would I ask you to leave?” I whispered, blushing harder.
“Are you sure you can take care of me? I’m expensive, you know. It won’t be easy to manage me.”
“Of course, everything will be fine! You just come along,” I replied, my excitement bubbling over.
“If you start slacking off and mistreating me, then… no, no… Prove it first! Show me you can handle it!”
“Tell me what I have to do!” I challenged, suddenly feeling bold.
“Come with me to my time. If you can take care of me there, then I’ll know you can manage it here too. I don’t take risks, you see. Especially after what I’ve seen of people in this century… They act tough in starting, but when we meet face-to-face, they can’t even speak!”
“Oh, please… how much longer will you keep taunting me? Wherever you want to take me, I’m ready! And once I win the bet, we’ll see what will you do at my house under my supervision!” I muttered the last part under my breath.
“Did you say something?” he asked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
“No, nothing… Let’s go am!”
As he came closer, he took my hand in his, his touch gentle yet firm. “Don’t be afraid… just keep your eyes on mine,” he whispered.
“Remember, don’t meddle with anything while we’re there. If you do, things might get tricky for both of us. And time works differently there—no matter how long we stay, we’ll return here at the same moment we left. Got it?”
His gaze locked with mine, his smile mysterious, as he leaned in even closer and whispered, "so you got all my points.... tell me if you feel scared...? ”
I just stood there, staring at him like a statue, completely spellbound by him.
Chapter - 4 (His Timeline)
I was lost in his eyes. He took my hand, and then gently placed his soft palms over my eyes, making me close them. The moment he did, I felt like I was floating, like someone was carrying me through the air. Fear crept in, but the warmth of his touch calmed it, like a soothing balm over my soul. His touch felt like salvation. After a few moments, I felt everything become still and peaceful. He gently removed his hands, but I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. They felt too heavy.
Suddenly, his voice, warm and teasing, whispered close to my ear, "What’s wrong? Are you scared?"
I slowly opened my eyes, and there he was standing right in front of me. But this time, he wasn’t in the same getup like earlier. He was in the form which the whole world recognized—Krishna, the divine. His eyes were lined with kajal, making them look like the shores of an endless ocean. His face glowed with a soft, reddish hue, and there was a gentle, intoxicating fragrance in the air around him. I couldn't move my eyes away from him. His adornments were so beautiful, I found myself wishing I could be a part of his attire—perhaps a piece of his jewelry, always close to him.
The peacock feather in his crown shone more brilliantly than the gems that adorned him. His hair, tousled and rebellious, kept falling over his forehead, and I wished in my mind to push it back, to clear the way so I could gaze at him without interruption. His lips looked just as they always did, but they seemed to be on the verge of saying something.
Oh! I had been so captivated by his appearance that I’d completely forgotten to listen to what he was saying.
His voice, still as sweet as ever, broke through my thoughts. "I didn’t know I could make someone this beautiful!" he said, gazing at me with a hint of mischief.
"What... what do you mean?" I asked, startled, looking down at myself.
I gasped. I was dressed entirely differently—heavy, ornate clothes, jewelleries, my wrists adorned with bangles and bracelets. "When did you do this?" I asked, surprised.
"When you were lost in thoughts about how beautiful you think I am....," he said with a teasing smile, walking behind me.
(He can read my mind now? Of course, he can. How could I forget? He’s not just anyone—he’s God! I better be careful with what I think from now on. I blushed at the thought, feeling my face heat up.)
Suddenly, he gave me a playful nudge and pushed me in front of a large mirror. Only then did I realize the room I was in—decorated with flowers, with large paintings hanging on the walls, depicting a woman whose face was always slightly obscured and blurred. Maybe she was someone Krishna knew as he know so many people and he got so many lovers already ? The thought made my heart twist with a strange sense of jealousy. Why was I feeling this way?
Before I could dwell on it, he leaned in closer, his breath hot against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. His hands appeared from behind, gently tugging at my cheeks as he whispered, "Why don't you take a look at yourself for once, instead of just staring at me?"
I turned to the mirror, and what I saw left me speechless. I looked like a princess straight out of a movie—royal, elegant, utterly transformed. I couldn't believe it. Was this really me? Krishna had done this, dressed me in these grand clothes and jewels, and I hadn’t even noticed. I glanced back at him; I only reached up to his shoulders. The sight of myself standing beside him made me feel so shy that I couldn’t even look in the mirror.
I quickly turned around, facing him. He was smiling, watching me with amusement. Before I could say anything, he gently swept the loose strands of my hair away from my face. By now, my cheeks were burning red. He always had this way of looking at me so full of love and a strange sense of belonging as if he knows me already, and too so deeply that each time he looked, it felt like falling in love over and over again.
"This isn’t your modern-day 2024, you know," he said, stepping back with a mock-serious tone, like a teacher explaining to a student. "This is the Dwapar Yuga. And if you want to stay here, you’ll need to understand how things work first. Are you getting it?"
"I already know everything about this place!" I said, my confidence bolstered through my excitement.
"This isn't a Star Plus soap opera! You can't just survive here with TV knowledge," he teased, his tone playful but his eyes watchful. "One wrong move, and you’ll lose the bet. So be careful!!!!!"
Ugh, why does he keep underestimating me? Sure, I’m no expert, but that doesn’t mean he has to keep scolding me. I pouted and nodded grudgingly.
"I'm not only just your Krishna here," he continued, his voice softening as he placed a hand on my head gently. "I am also the Krishna of Dwapar Yuga. I have responsibilities here, too. That’s why I want to make sure you’re ready for this world timeline, so you don’t have any trouble in future intractions."
The warmth in his voice melted away my irritation. His care for me was so genuine, so full of love, that I couldn’t stay mad.
With that gentle touch, any lingering anger I had vanished, replaced by a sense of peace and love that only Krishna could bring.
Chapter - 5 (Dwaparyug's First Encounter)
Before he could explain anything, the loud sound of a bell echoed from outside. He immediately turned towards the window at the edge of the room, his face went serious for a moment. Then, he looked at me and, with a mischievous smile, said, “Looks like someone else needs me more right now. Don’t leave the palace until I say so, alright? Take care of yourself!”
As he teased me by tugging on my nose playfully, I could feel a mixture of emotions building up inside me.
(How could I let him go now? What would I do alone here without him? I didn’t even know what to say. I hesitated, torn between wanting to stop him and the uncertainty of what words to use.)
Just as he reached the door, I gathered some courage and softly asked, “Who else lives in this palace.....?”
He paused, smiled knowingly, and with a wink, replied as he walked out, “Am I not enough for you? Do you really need someone else too?”
Ughhhhhhh, he always says things that leave me speechless, and then doesn't give me a chance to respond! He left so easily, without even telling me where I was or what to do without him.
For somethime after he left, I stared at myself in the mirror for a while and then began exploring the room, admiring its decor. Suddenly, I heard a voice from outside the window.
“Swami… Swami!” Startled, I peered out and saw a girl, dressed like a princess, riding a horse and calling out for someone. When she saw me, she stopped. My heart raced, and I quickly backed away from the window, hoping she would leave soon.
For a few moments, everything was silent. But then I heard sounds, as if someone was climbing up the wall. My heartbeat quickened. New place, unfamiliar surroundings, and I was alone!
I nervously approached the window again, and as I leaned forward to look, I suddenly felt a push and tumbled to the floor. A girl, the same princess-like figure I’d seen on the horse, climbed through the window. She looked about 19 or 20 years old, and she was stunning—far more beautiful than I was, adorned in heavy jewelry. How had she managed to climb up here so gracefully with those heavy glitters!!!!? I stared at her in confusion, unsure if she was the thief or if I was.
She extended her hand to help me up. I took it, standing in awkward silence, not knowing what to say. She broke the silence first.
“He was here, wasn’t he?”
I assumed she was asking about Krishna. But still, I hesitated to answer. I simply stared at her, unsure of how to respond.
“Are you the one?” she asked, looking me over more like suspecting me.
I blinked, utterly confused by her question. What did she mean? I continued to look at her, hoping for some clarity.
“Do you know where he is?” she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to read me.
“I... I don’t know where he went!” I replied softly.
“Hmmmm, as usual.... He never tells anyone where he’s going!” she muttered, her expression frustrated.
“Who... who are you, by the way?” I asked, trying to understand the situation.
“Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. I am Princess Shreya of a small kingdom near kingdom Pushkar. I’m going to be his future wife,” she said, blushing slightly. “You must have heard about the incident, right....? I’m one of the girls he’s going to marry. He’ll marry us all on different days. My turn is in about a month, but I just couldn’t stay away from him..... You know, ever since I first saw him, I’ve been under his spell. He’s like a hero straight out of a storybook—he saved me,.... saved all of us......Now, he’s not only the king of our hearts but will soon be my husband too!” She giggled shyly as she said the last part.
I couldn’t help but smile as I watched her blush. She spoke with such innocence that even her cheeks had turned red.
“Why are you smiling?.... You’ve already married him, haven’t you? Tell me, how is he?..... Do you know, I learned horse riding just for him! When I first saw him riding that white horse, I knew I had to match his grace. Now that our wedding is coming up....., I’m dreaming of riding alongside him—it would be magical....! I heard from my spies that he built this new palace, so I snuck in to see him..... Oh, and there’s another princess nearby, Rajkumari Prapti. She’s also going to marry him. She’s an excellent painter, you know? She’s even learning to cook for him! I thought I’d meet her too while I was here and maybe catch a glimpse of Swami’s paintings! done by her” She continued excitedly, barely pausing for breath. “It’s rare that my family let me to meet him… you know how it is with princes and princesses that we cant meet our future partner before marriage ..... Oh! I’m sorry, I’ve been talking non-stop, but I just can’t help it—I’m so happy.... And excited!”
I chuckled lightly, finding her enthusiasm contagious. “No, no, it’s fine. I don’t mind listening at all! But… Krishna and I aren’t married. I’m .......”
Before I could finish, she cut me off.
“Wait, what? How can you just say his name like that? Don’t you know you’re not supposed to speak your future husband’s name so casually?” she scolded, looking at me with mock disapproval.
I tried to explain her, “No, no… I’m not marrying him. I—”
“Then what are you doing here in the palace? Who are you, then?” she asked, suddenly more serious, her eyes widening in surprise and full of curiosity.
“I... I’m…” I stammered, not knowing what to say. How could I tell her the truth?
Chapter - 6 ( Met his lovers)
"Why are you so nervous?” she asked in a playful tone. "Could it be that he… brought you here against your will?”
replied, trying to keep my tone steady.
"But why would he bring you to this palace? In middle of the forest.... Why not take you to the main palace in Dwarka?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh… this was the nearst place, so he brought me here. We'll probably go to Dwarka soon. He has some work here for now.”
"Well, while you’re relaxing here, he probably won’t return until tomorrow. He’s at the main palace—it’s quite far from here! So why don’t you come with me to meet Princess Prapti? I wanted to see her, and you can meet her too! What are you going to do here all alone, anyway? I’ll bring you back by sunset."
Not knowing how to refuse, I nodded before even thinking it through. As she started to leave, I suddenly remembered Krishna’s warning: *"One mistake could make you lose this game.... Be very careful!"* But it was too late; she was already halfway to her horse, and without another thought, I followed her.
The palace was strangely quiet, with no guards in sight. I couldn’t help but wonder why this grand palace was hidden here in the middle of the forest. Lost in thought, I was startled as Princess Shreya’s voice snapped me back to reality.
“Hurry up! This horse may wait for us, but the sun won’t… I need to bring you back too!” she said, gesturing for me to get on.
With her help, I climbed onto the horse behind her, gripping her shoulders as she took the reins. I was nervous, never having been on a horse before, which she noticed, and she reassured me with a calm smile. And so we began our journey.
Princess Prapti was staying in an outer palace of her kingdom, likely waiting for guests. Luckily, this meant we didn’t have to go too far. The guards recognized Princess Shreya, so they didn’t stop us. When we arrived, Princess Prapti greeted us with flowers, and I marveled at the place—it was like a movie set, but even more beautiful. The two princesses hugged, and after I introduced myself, they began talking about Krishna—how they imagined their lives with him after marriage, how eagerly they awaited the big day.... Princess Prapti even showed us a painting she had made of him, depicting the day he had come to them rescue on horseback. They chatted endlessly about Krishna, their excitement apparent in every word.
I couldn’t help but feel a strange pang of jealousy. How could they both be so happy sharing Krishna? Finally, I couldn’t resist asking, “Can I ask something, if you don’t mind? Don’t you feel jealous, with both of you marrying the same Krishna?”
They both responded at once, laughing, “If he were only one person, we’d be jealous. But he’s more than that—he belongs to each of us individually!” I smiled at their response, but something still didn’t feel right to me.
Before in my timeline, when I was alone with Krishna and his idol, I never felt this way... I never thought about him like sharing him with someone or like...., yet seeing how these women cherished him so deeply stirred something inside me. They were learning new skills and dedicating themselves entirely to him, while I… I couldn’t even manage to get up early for him. Lost in these thoughts, I didn’t realize when their conversation ended.
After a loving farewell from Princess Prapti, we mounted the horse and set off once more. Everything was going smoothly until we heard the sudden sound of horses’ hooves in the distance. Within moments, a group of armed men appeared, galloping toward us. Before we could react, an arrow whizzed past, lodging itself in a tree nearby. I panicked, cursing Krishna for putting me in this situation while at the same time desperately wishing he were here.
We managed to avoid the soldiers for a while, but darkness had fallen, and they were still chasing us. Even Princess Shreya didn’t seem to know who they were. Suddenly, the horse lost its balance in the dark, and we both tumbled to the ground.
She quickly turned to me and said, “Head west to that cave. I’ll meet you tomorrow. I need to save this horse and myself too, or we’ll both be caught! Together ...Let's distract the army”
Before I could agree or protest, she rode off in the opposite direction, leaving me to head for the cave as she had instructed , she did some blast and ran off in other direction.i also ran in cave direction, but the forest was dark and eerie, and I was completely disoriented. Trembling with fear, I took cautious steps toward the cave when, suddenly, I felt someone grabbed me from the shadows and pull me into the darkness of cave like structure......
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Chapter - 7 (The Queen)
In the darkness, I couldn't tell who it was. A firm hand was covering my mouth, and I could feel the texture of armor pressing against me. We stood in a silent corner for what felt like ages. My heart was pounding with fear, and I longed for Krishna, wishing he would appear and rescue me. Everything was so unfamiliar, and my mind was spinning. I just stood there, frozen.
Once the silence settled, the stranger-whoever he was-grabbed my hand without a word and began leading me deeper into the dark cave. I wanted to ask who he was or where we were going, but I didn't have the courage. All I wanted was to leave this place quietly, so I followed him in silence.
Finally, after a short walk, we emerged from the cave, and I took a long breath of relief. Inside, I'd felt suffocated, with the darkness pressing down on me and the strange, musty smell. Outside, it was still night, but the full moon cast a bright, silvery glow over everything. The landscape looked almost surreal, and for a moment, I thought I was seeing the Earth of a different time, with its towering trees and creatures that seemed familiar yet different. The moonlight was more intense than I'd ever seen, and everything shimmered with a strange beauty, it was like I was in new Earth.
Lost in the wonder of it all, I suddenly remembered the person who had brought me here. I turned, and in the moonlight, I could make out the figure clad in armor, face concealed. In a hushed tone, I managed to thank him, to which he only nodded in acknowledgment, resting a reassuring hand on my shoulder before leading me to a horse tied nearby. He climbed on first and motioned for me to sit behind him. I hesitated, but there was no point in arguing. Alone in the forest, I had little choice but to go with him.
The rhythmic pace of the horse soon began to lull me, and I drifted in and out of sleep. After some time, I jolted awake, feeling as though I'd been nudged.
We had come to a halt before an astonishing sight-a palace, shining like gold even in the night. Was this heaven?...... The structure glimmered as if woven from dreams.
He handed the reins of the horse to a nearby guard and signaled for me to follow him inside. I was too entranced to resist, following him, eyes wide as I took in the grandeur around me. The palace was filled with light despite the late night, with chandeliers and artwork beyond anything I had ever seen in my whole life time. Even the air was fragrant with something exotic and mesmerizing. He led me up to the second floor, where he entered a chamber, motioning for me to close the door behind me.
As I turned around, I saw him removing his armor. When he lifted the helmet from his head, I gasped. Long, dark hair cascaded down, as if a lotus had bloomed right before my eyes.
Her face radiated beauty, with eyes so innocent, like those of a newborn child. Once the armor was off, she looked like a queen draped in crimson, glowing like pure gold even without heavy adornments. I was left speechless, as if gazing at something divine. She smiled and spoke, "So, you are the one...!"
Blushing, I nodded without knowing exactly why. I felt shy for reasons beyond me, like a child caught in an unexpected moment.
I gathered the courage to ask, "Thank you so much for today, truly...but forgive me, I don't recognize you."
She gave a gentle smile. "Relax....This is indeed our first meeting, so how could you know me...? But I know quite a bit about you."
"Really?!" My heart skipped a beat. Was she mistaking me for someone else?
She continued with a knowing smile, "You are sakhi of him... well, now mine too."
I blushed, hearing her call me sakhi. There was no reason to, yet I felt bashful in her presence.
She laughed softly. "I'm sure you've heard of Sakha's Bharya (wife), Rukmini."
I stammered, "You... you are... you!"
The words stumbled from my lips as I struggled to process it. I dropped to my knees, reaching to touch her feet in reverence, but she gently stopped me, pulling me into an embrace instead. "Your place is in my heart," she whispered.
I was overwhelmed by emotion, hardly able to believe I was standing before her, the one I'd barely thought of... In my life time I don't even remember her much and yet was now treating me with such warmth. I felt a pang of guilt, for she was offering me such genuine affection as though I were very dear to her.
"Your Sakha would be arriving soon," she said with a gentle laugh. "He doesn't know I brought you here. He went on to play his lila, thinking he could keep it a secret from me. But nothing escapes me."
"Yet he asked me not to leave that place or do anything without his permission... What should I do now?" I asked nervously.
She smiled reassuringly, "Now that you are here with me, I will take care of everything. Come, let's prepare. You'll meet him soon."
She held my hand and guided me to a bathing chamber where her attendants were already waiting with garments and other preparations. Each one looked as enchanting as an apsara. Two attendants took me to a private corner of the bathing area, where they handed me some bathing robes. I was nervous and unfamiliar with the attire, but I gave it a try, awkwardly wrapping myself in the long fabric(dhoti). Peeking out of the curtain, I called for one of the attendants to help. She chuckled softly before showing me how to tie it properly.
Dressed and shy, I emerged from the corner. Rukmini herself looked ethereal, her beauty enhanced by simplicity. She gestured for me to sit on the edge of a small water pool nearby. I walked over, adjusting my clothes shyly, and sat beside her.
"Don't be so nervous ...Here all are women" she laughed playfully and splashed a little water on me, making me smile.
The attendants began to apply sandalwood paste, and I found myself struggling not to giggle at the ticklish sensation. Everything felt so strange, so dreamlike.
Trying to distract myself from trickling sensation, I asked, "I'd love to hear the story of your love marriage, if you wouldn't mind...?"
She blushed deeply, her cheeks glowing as if lit by some inner fire, and I could see a shy, innocent happiness in her. She was like a young bride, each word about him revealing a world of love. As she spoke, her eyes sparkled with memories, and I found myself utterly enraptured. She told me stories of Krishna's various moods, of how each gesture had made her fall deeper in love with him. At times, she'd stop mid-sentence, embarrassed, and I'd laugh softly at her endearing shyness.
Lost in her stories, I hadn't even noticed the attendants had finished applying the paste and other bathing process, later on Rukmini Sakhi went with some other attendens, and I was given to wear light pink clothes, I managed wearing it with the help of other, and they finished dressing me in a light pink garment.
One of them handed me jewelry, perfumes, and ornaments, each piece delicate and finely crafted. Several attendants worked on my appearance at once, and I felt like a bride myself.
After One of the attendants led me back to Rukmini Sakhi's chamber, where she was seated before a mirror with her hair flowing freely. Only now did I notice her hair, thick and lustrous, like a midnight ocean. She looked even more radiant, a true goddess. I stood at the door, captivated by her beauty, until she gestured for me to come closer and close the door. The attendants had already left.
"Sakhi, I chose this pearl necklace for you. Let me put it on you," she said, holding out a beautiful necklace of pearls. I blushed, taken aback by her kindness.
"Thank you, but I should be the one praising you... Now I understand why he was so eager to meet you that time!" I said, teasingly. "Honestly, compared to you, Krishna himself is no match!"
She laughed, a light in her eyes. "You flatter well, just like him."
She placed the necklace around my neck and set a small black kajal dot behind my ear saying it will keep me away from all evil eyes, then I helped her to decorate her hairs with flowers.
Just as we finished, there was a knock at the door. She gestured for me to hide behind the curtain, with a playful look in her eyes, and went to open it.
Peeking through the curtain, I watched as Krishna entered from that big door, looking even more enchanting than usual. Dressed with more lavished items, he seemed more beautiful than ever, and after entering him , I could see Rukmini Sakhi blush deeply as she turned back to sit before her mirror. Krishna's gaze never left her, as if he were seeing her for the first time like a teen lover.
Closing the door without turning, he stepped behind her, his eyes filled with admiration, and knelt beside her, caressing her hair. She gazed at him, her shyness making her even more beautiful. Watching them, I too felt myself blush, even from behind the curtain. I closed my eyes tightly, feeling as though I were intruding their private moment.
Just then, I heard Krishna's voice, soft and playful echoed. "So, where have you hidden our secret guest?"
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Chapter - 8 ( My second Chance )
I could hear Rukmini Sakhi laughing softly, and as I opened my eyes, I saw them both standing there, they took curtain in their hands, looking straight at me. I looked at them like a guilty child caught in the act, offering a sheepish smile.
“Have you followed me all the way here?” Krishna teased, a playful glint in his eyes.
“Oh, no, I just….....” I stammered, but before I could finish, Rukmini Sakhi stepped in to save me, saying, “I brought her here! ....You never planned to introduce us by your side, so I took the liberty.” She looked at him with a charming, sideways glance.
“Is that so?.... Have I ever kept any secret from you ? Every meeting has its right moment, after all!....” Krishna replied, looking at me with a playful smirk. Then, with a feigned seriousness, he added, “You do realize you’ve made a mistake, don’t you? And for that, there will be a price to pay!”
“But I told you, I brought her here! She’s here under my responsibility,” Rukmini Sakhi insisted, gently stroking my head.
“Look at her,” Krishna continued, smiling mischievously. “She couldn’t handle it herself, so how will she manage someone else?...Like me!!”
“You can’t defeat her so easily while she’s under my protection! She deserves another chance!” Rukmini Sakhi retorted, looking directly into Krishna’s eyes.
“Well! You’ve already won her over to your side and became her Sakhi. And if my beloved asks me something , how can I refuse to you ...My priya ?” Krishna said, glancing affectionately at Rukmini Sakhi, then casting his gaze my way as if doing me a grand favor.
“Thank you very much!” I said, smiling gratefully at both of them.
“Don’t be so quick to celebrate,” Krishna said with a mysterious smile. “You may not have lost, but there’s still a price to pay!” It seemed as if some mischievous plan was forming in his mind.
“I’m ready for whatever price I must pay!” I replied eagerly.
Rukmini Sakhi placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, “Just take care of yourself… because he…”
But before she could finish, Krishna interrupted, “Enough!.... You’ve done your part. From now on, she’ll stay within my sight...Every single second I will keep my eye on her..... One more mistake, and…” His voice took on a slightly menacing tone.
“Oh, don’t scare her so much,” Rukmini Sakhi said, glancing at me. “Just look at her face.....”
“I’ve barely said anything, and already she’s so tensed,” Krishna chuckled, shaking his head. “Imagine how she’ll react when it’s time to actually face the challenge. Perhaps it would be best to just surrender to your defeat.”
“Oh...., no.....!” I shot back defiantly, despite the nervous flutter in my chest. “I’m not one to back down. Time will tell who wins and who loses!”
Amused, Krishna looked at Rukmini sakhi , then leaned toward her ear and whispered something. Though I couldn’t hear what he said, it brought a pretty beautiful smile to her face.
“I’ll be back soon after finishing a task,” Krishna said softly, looking at Rukmini Sakhi with a smile.
“Take care of yourself—and my Sakhi....,” she replied shyly.
“Would I ever ignore your request?” Krishna teased, glancing romantically into Rukmini Sakhi's Eye. “I’ll keep an eye on her like she’s my own Sakhi… but My Dear !!! Just be sure to take care of yourself as well. You know how much I worry about you...!” His teasing made me blush just hearing it.
“That’s exactly what I’m afraid of…” Rukmini replied with a smile, bidding him goodbye. They were engaged in their sweet good-bye conversation, but I quietly excused myself from there and went outside, as I was feeling like an intruder in their intimate moment.
Once I went outside, I started admiring the palace’s intricate carvings to pass my time. Suddenly, Krishna tapped me on the shoulder, leaned close, and murmured, “ohhh....Leaving so soon?? Do you want me to escort you back in your time?”
Would he always keep reminding me of my mistake? My mind raced, but I kept silent.
“I’m not letting go of you that easily,” I replied, trying to sound playful.
“Well, neither will I let you go so easily!” he said, pulling at my cheeks with a teasing tone. Then he walked on ahead, and I followed, blushing, wondering just what sort of price I’d have to pay.
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To be continued......
(What price I have to pay now ?????.... Why he is making this much suspence .... Should I ask him directly ??? Wait ... What if he will make fun of me ... Why can't he give a simple and direct answer of anything !!!??)
Chapter - 9 (His words)
As Krishna and I walked, he climbed onto a white horse, laughing as he looked down at me. "By now, you've surely learned how to ride a horse, haven’t you?" he teased, clearly aiming to provoke me. I knew he was just ribbing me, but what could I say? After all, he somehow seemed to know every little thing about me, even the things he hadn’t seen firsthand. Then it hit me—of course! He’s God Krishna. And as they say, being divine comes with its perks...and maybe some downsides. With a slight smile, I mulled this over.
But Krishna interrupted my thoughts, shaking his head as he said, "So not only do you make mistakes, but you even have the nerve to celebrate them with a smile! Typical of you folks from the Kaliyuga!"
Unbelievable! I wanted to argue back, but I knew better, especially since, admittedly, the mistake was mine. If it weren’t, I’d definitely show him what us 'Kaliyuga' folks are capable of.
Krishna, as if reading my mind, chuckled and replied, "Oh, trust me, I can do a lot too. But for now, you should focus on preparing to face your punishment."
"Wait... are you reading my thoughts?" I asked, taken aback.
"Let’s just leave it...., for now, both I and this poor horse are eagerly waiting to get going. Hurry up, or else......."
So, he intended to throw out threats at every turn?..... Sighing, I climbed up on the horse, resting my hand on his shoulder. But he caught my wrist in mid-motion, grinning as he instructed, "Oh no,...... not behind me. You sit up front. If you disappear again, I won’t go through all that effort to bring you back......"
"But... front????" I stammered. Before I could protest, he had already lifted me onto the front of the saddle. Riding a horse already made me nervous, and sitting upfront only amplified that unease. With every jolt, Krishna’s face brushed my neck, and I could feel his warm breath against my skin. Each touch sent a shiver through me,......my heart raced, and I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. To make matters worse, every so often, he’d lean in, whispering softly into my ears, "Is everything alright?" His voice, so close to my ear, only heightened my flustered state.
I tried to calm myself all the way, I didn’t even realize when we reached our destination. Honestly, I wouldn’t have minded if the journey had taken a little longer. We stopped in front of the same palace where he’d brought me before. Without a word, I followed him, suppressing my emotions and simply admiring him from back, feeling both shy and a little mesmerized. There’s something irresistible about Krishna, not just from the front but even from behind, his every angle is beautiful.
He entered through the entrance of the room, sat down on the bed near me, I was standing at the corner of the bed silently and, with a playful hint of fake anger, he said, "So… are you just going to stand there? I didn’t bring you here to just laze around."
I rolled my eyes, sighing as I replied, "Well, how am I supposed to know what to do if you don’t tell me?"
“Oh, so now you only do what I tell you, hmm? Since when did you become so obedient?” he laughed, pulling me down to sit beside him with a mischievous grin.
"Well... since every little thing I do seems to bother you, I figured I’d better ask first," I mumbled, feeling my face grow warm again.
"Fine, then," he began, tracing his fingers gently over mine as he took my hands into his. "Let’s talk about your punishment." His tone was soft, his touch tender, and for a moment, I found it hard to believe he was discussing any form of punishment. But I nodded, letting him know I was listening.
"So.......," he continued, "you’re familiar with Princess Shreya, aren’t you? Our wedding is scheduled for next month. Since you’ll be here until then, I want you to oversee the cleaning of the new palace that’s being built for the occasion. You can get help from the servants, but you’ll be in charge. And remember, I’ll be watching your every move....." Krishna’s gaze grew intense as he warned, "One more mistake, and... well, you know."
"What kind of punishment is this....?" I exclaimed, startled.
"Why, did you expect a punishment of your choice....?" he teased. "Surely you want your new friend, Princess Shreya, to be happy after our wedding? If you do well, I might even hire you to oversee the decorations for Princess Prapti ’s upcoming wedding, too." He squeezed my hand, laughing as I glared at him, feeling a pang of jealousy at his words.
He might be holding my hand, but he was talking about someone else! Irritated, I yanked my hand away, turning away from him as I grumbled, "Don’t worry, everything will be done on time,.... your highness!!!." I sarcastically a answered.
"Oh, is someone jealous?" he laughed, he sat down in front of me kneeling .... And pullef me closer by holding my hands by his one hand and with his other hand, he cupped my face, turning me to face him. His gaze softened as he asked, "Are you… feeling jealous?" His words seemed to melt all my irritation, and I felt my eyes well up with emotion.
Tenderly wiping away my tears, he said, "You know,....just as I am one with everyone, each of you is a part of me. I see no difference among you.... For me everyone is almost same .... Same as the essence of my love.... In love, there is no room for comparison or hierarchy. When you understand your true self, you’ll understand my love..... You will understand eventhough there are many rivers but all of them having same water component in them... " Though his words were deep.... I didn't understood the meaning, But I found comfort in them, so I smiled softly.
"Now," he added, a twinkle of mischief in his eye, "as much as I adore love, it doesn’t fill the belly. Shall we eat?"
His words made me laugh. How could he go from profound to playful so effortlessly?
"Aren’t you prepared the meal?" he asked, pretending to be annoyed. "Looks like I’ll have to take care of everything myself. Who’s looking after whom here, I wonder.......?"
With that, he left to fetch the food, leaving me both flustered and excited. When he returned, he fed me with his own hands, and I thought I could stay like that forever....It was so wonderful. Though, in my nervousness, I only accepted a couple of bites before pulling the plate towards myself, afraid his hand might accidentally get hurt. But I did regret not offering to feed him in return.
When we were done, he took the plate from my hands, refusing to let me help clean up. Despite my protests, he insisted, giving me a few more playful jabs as he left from the door. Though before he made some instructions about preparing the lotus flowers from the lake for tomorrow’s rituals for worshipping, his words felt like the sweetest music to my ears.
After he left, I waited for him, half-hoping he’d return lying in bed thinking about him. I didn’t know why, but I longed for him to come back, even if just for a moment. Yet, he didn’t return, and eventually, I drifted to sleep.
The next morning, a koel’s call woke me. Still sleepy, I remembered Krishna’s words about the lotus flowers. As , in this dwapar's timeline, Without a clock to keep track of time I felt confused, So I rushed to dress and set off.
Wandering here and there ... I was so confused as there was no locals to ask about lake destination... So I searched by my own, I finally found a lake brimming with lotuses. Eagerly, I stepped into the water, up to my knees, reaching out to pluck one. But just as I touched it, the flower lifted itself, Krishna himself emerging from beneath!
Seeing him appear so unexpectedly, I let out a scream, stumbling in shock. Before I knew it, his arms were around me, steadying me. Lost in his gaze, I realized how effortlessly I had fallen into his embrace arms.
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Sarad Purnima ki Hardik shubhkamnaye .....Happy Sharad Purnima to everyone .... Don't forget to look at the moon today ... May be you will found his glimpses on the moon !!💙
Next chapter will come little bit late ... May be a week later....
Sayonaraaaaaaaa !! 😗
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