Kahani Krishna Krishnaa ki

Arjun krishnaa first meet

Today the beautiful laugh of krishnaa filled the village as Krishnaa was running and giggling. She had coloured her brothers from head to toe and was trying to hide from them. She ran and hide herself behind the tree. She hopes radha must have hid herself. Radha was her best friend and the girl she was talking about, the special someone of kanha bhaiya. How they met is story of another day.

Now focus on today. Our dear krishnaa was hiding from her beloved bhratas and started running towars the lake when suddenly she collided with someone else.

Krishnaa- ouchie!!!!

Someone- tum theek toh ho na. Ese bhagogi toh chot lag jayegi aur kast hoga.

(Are u alright? If u run like this u will get injured and get hurt.)

Krishnaa looked up to notice a boy. He looked the age of her kanha bhaiya. But he was dressed in expensive. He was lanky with long arms. Dark in complexion with dark hair. He had a 🏹 tilak on his forehead that concludes the fact that he is an archer. He was not that good looking but his eyes definitely were. His beautiful hazel eyes that held a lot of emotions and determination and admiration and wait a bit........sorrow?

The boy too looked at the girl in admiration. She was perhaps the most beautiful girl despite wearing simple clothes. He had met many princesses but no one was as beautiful as she is. She had blue lotus complexion, emerald eyes, rosey lips , pearly white teeth and beautiful bluish blackish hair which resembled the waves of the ocean.

Krishnaa- pranipaat. Mein krishnaa , yahan ke mukhiya ki beti, aap kon hain aur kahan se ayain hai?
(I am krishnaa, the daughter of village chief, who are you and from where did u come from?)

Arjun- pranipaat. Mein arjun, maharaj Pandu ka putr . Mein Hastinapur se aya hun. Meri mata apne kuch ristedaron se milne yahan ayi hain.

( I am arjun, son of King of Hastinapur, king Pandu, my mother had come to meet her relatives here.)

krishnaa- arthart ki aap Hastinapur ke rajkumar hain. Toh rajkumar hamre chote se gaon mein swagat hai. Yahan Hastinapur ki tarah aiso aram toh nhi magar duniya bhaar ki khusi jaroor prapt hoti hai.

( Means u are prince of Hastinapur. So prince, welcome to our small village. It doesn't have the luxuries of Hastinapur but yeah it have all happiness in the world.)

Arjun- aur tumhe aisa kyun lgta hai yahan duniya bhaar ki khusi prapt hoti hai?
( And why do u think that u can get all happiness here?)

Krishnaa- kyunki yahan har kisi ke hridya mein prem tatha bhakti hai. Jis ghar mein irsha tatha ghrina hoti hai woh ghar hoke bhi ghar nhi hota aur jiddhar prem ho woh sthan paraye hone ke baad bhi ghar hota hai. Aur ghar mein hi haar jagah ki khusi prapt hoti hai. Khusi maann ka ek bhav hai rajkumar. Aap kis cheez mein khusi prapt karte hain woh apke vicharon tatha charitra pe nirvar krta hai lekin ghar aik aisa sthaan jo har kisi ke liye alag hota hai aur jahan har kisiko sukh prapti hoti.

(Because everyone has love and devotion in their hearts here. Where there is hate and jealousy that home could never became a home despite being one and a place where there is love, that place could become home despite u being a outsider. And home is a place where everyone could get happiness. Your happiness depends on ur beliefs and charachter, but home is a place which is different for everyone and gives happines to everyone, prince.)

Arjun- I am amazed by ur thoughts but I don't know why my mind speaks it was not only about ur village but something deeper than that?

Krishnaa- if ur mind speaks so then take it as an advice. Btw would u like to visit the village?