Servants were relieved from their work.
The wide hall was left with Cynthia and Krishna's portrait hanging on right infront of her.
" Dada scolded me but he himself said nothing happens without your permission..... Then I believe you killed my parents am I wrong ? " Cynthia said.
" You won't answer anything " She said sarcastically looking at his portrait.
" But people who claim themselves as your servants answer this question with a lengthy explanation but conclusion is simple..... That is poorva janm phal , Karma phal etc etc " She giggled.
" I do have some knowledge of Mahabharata , your help for Pandavas who were struggling to mark their rights , your help for Draupadi are remarkable.... But still many innocent people are striving for rights and Draupadi's are killed and raped they yet take your name na .... Where are you then ? Sleeping on that snake?" Cynthia asked.
" You won't answer , but their sufferings are branded under the column of karmphal it's said that your name cleanses the sorrow and sins but even after chanting your name why girls aren't saved ? This proves Krishna you are selfish none will agree with me but I don't care because I am better than you " Cynthia said with pride.
Listening to her Giridhar came out.
" In the name of Goldleaf I am feeding thousands of people I have given shelter to millions of people and happiness what have you done for your suffering devotees ? Nothing " Cynthia giggled. The pride and satisfaction in her eyes for creating Happy lives had no end.
" Let's come to this era itself Krishna because I don't know Dwapar yug .... Prove the real you by saving any one's life from poverty with your upadesh ..... I will never ever utter a single word against you.... To see your real self I shall come to India with my Dada " Cynthia said.
" That day when I feel you are there for everyone Cynthia will remain as Chandra forever " She turned off the lights in the hall.
Lekhani knocked the door of her daughter's room.
" Ma I am in the hall itself " Shakuntala called her mother giggling.
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Darpan : A Lost Diary |✓|
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