Devika and Amar were making their way back to the house of Mahamantri.
"Yeh mere jeevan ka sabse sundar raatri thi." Devika said.
"Prem se paripoorn har pal sundar hi hota hai." Amar said.
It was a little cold outside and Amar could see that Devika was shivering a little. He took out his angvastra and puts it around her, she looks at him a smiles at his caring nature.
Reaching home, Devika had the best sleep ever. Whereas Devyani wasn't able to sleep all night thinking about Amar.
Ever since janmastami, when she saw his dance she wanted to dance on his basuri. But didn't now how to ask, fearing he might deny.
But now as they have known each other well, she is sure he won't deny her now. So in the evening when he was free from the work of kingdom she approached him.
Amar was sitting with Devika, not talking just they both were enjoying the sunset in the garden.
"Rajkumar ?" Devyani called.
"Aao Devyani baitho." Devika said as Devyani took a seat beside her.
"Kaho Devyani." Amar told.
"Jabse maine aapka nritya dekha uss din Janmastami mai. Mere hridaye mai ek kamna utpan ho utha." Devyani said.
"Ha bolo." Amar said.
"Kya mujhe aapke saath nritya karne ka avsar mil sakta hai ?" Devyani asked shyly.
Devika's breath hitched listening to her wish, Amar looked at her and then at Devyani. Harihareshwari can do prem-raas with Shreeshaktishwar only and vice-versa.
"Mere paer mai peeda ho rahi hai Devyani." Amar said.
"Oh koi baat nahi." Devyani said sadly.
Devika looked at her feeling bad and then at Amar, gesturing him to do something.
"Kintu mai tumahre liye basuri awashya baja sakta hu. Yadi tum nritya karna chaho toh." Amar said.
"Ha yeh maarg uchit hai." Devika said.
"Mere liye utna hi paryapt hai." Devyani smiled.
Amar smiled as he took out basuri from his waist and as Devika went and stood in front of her.
Amar started playing the flute and Devyani started dancing.
Devika just closed her eyes getting lost in music. With the happiness of her by his side, Amar started playing the flute faster causing Devyani to dance faster.Devyani had never heard such divine music before, it was as if her feet were dancing themselves.
With such positivity in the atmosphere, Amar didn't realize that he was playing basuri in an extremely fast pace.
Devyani never felt so much joy, peace and love in any music before. She was enjoying herself so much that even when she was getting tired she didn't wanted to stop dancing.
Devika was in complete bliss listening to his flute, Amar was in complete bliss playing the flute, and Devyani was in complete bliss dancing to it.
Soon Amar ended his tune and looked at Devyani who was panting very much. Even though it looked that she would pass out any moment, she still had a smile of paramanad on her face.
"Tum thik ho ?" Amar asked looking at Devyani.
"Isse pehle itna Anand mujhe kabhi prapt nahi huya, aaj mujhe aapke basuri ke Sangeet par nritya kar paramanad ki anubhuti huti hai. Dhanyawaad Rajkumari." Devyani said and then ran inside blushing.
"Satya kaha Devyani ne, yeh basuri ki dhun sunke paramanad ki anubhuti mujhe bhi huyi." Devika said walking away.
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A/NSehdev : Author I had another premonition.
Me : What ?
Sehdev : I have a feeling that there will be some Amyani shippers in the future.
Me : Amyani ?
Sehdev : Yes Amar X Devyani.
Me : Hmm....I too estimated it.
Sehdev : By the way, Bhrata Arjun said 'Hi'.
Me : Tell him I said 'I Love you'.
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