A huge land glittering with happiness and prosperity, each time the waves of ocean were expressing their gratitude for being a part of it's territory, mesmerising melody was floating in it's air. That land was epitome of the best architecture and accumulation of all kinds of accomplishments which name was Dwarka.
It was a peaceful afternoon in Dwarka. Every one was taking rest according to their own leisure. A boy of twelve with peacock feather and charming flowers on his crown was playing the flute.
A boy of fifteen was enjoying his flute forgetting the whole surrounding. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and saw it was his younger brother who had stopped playing flute a long ago.
They were none other than the avtari of Dwapar yug, Shrikrishna and his dau Shri Balram.
"Kanha, peace should be preferable to each possible thing which we could leave behind. Now, I have realised how accurate your decision of leaving Mathura is," Dau told while taking a deep breath of relaxation.
"Enjoy the last moments of peace, Dau!" Kanha patted on dau's shoulder with a fake sympathy.
"What are you saying, Kanha? Is Jarasandh plotting against us again? We need to be alert then. I am going to call a meeting of commanders," Saying this, dau marched forward to leave.
"We are going to receive the most awaited person of our life. My statement was meant to indicate this, but as usual you didn't understand," Kanha raise his voice a bit louder in order to make that audible to dau.
"Most awaited person of our life! It means........ It means she is going to......... Going to arrive soon!" Dau exclaimed happily with moist eyes.
The mention of her refreshed some memories in dau's mind.
That drastic situation before birth of Devaki's seventh child, that divine goddess who had transformed the unborn from Devaki's womb to Rohini's womb for his safety, those scenario influence the moisture of dau's eyes to increase.
The unborn was none other than Balram and the divine goddess was Yogmaya who was about to return to earth for another portion of greater purpose.
Noticing dau, Kanha too remembered the same, Yogmaya's contribution in saving him from the immediate danger after his birth. If it weren't she then he would face Kansa after his birth, and the story of the era would be something different.
Siding the thoughts, Kanha decided to interrupt the flow which was pulling dau's imagination backwards.
"So, finally you got it!" Kanha huffed dramatically.
"What finally? How many times did you attempt to make me understand?" Dau put his hands on his hip.
"Dau, you didn't get my words at first place. Previously, it was manageable, but now you should increase the level of your smartness. You need to handle both of us. Think about it," Kanha faked seriousness, making dau thoughtful.
"Yes, you are right," Dau agreed with a smile.
"I am always right, Dau!" Kanha wrapped arms around dau.
"But not for me," Kanha pouted instantly over this comment.
"I too have an advice for you. Try to be responsible from now onwards. It's the duty of an agraja to present good values to his anujaa," Dau's advice made mischief shone in Kanha's eyes.
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