In the celestial realm of Kailash, Brahma Dev's solemn voice echoed through the divine halls as he addressed Yogmaya, the cosmic orchestrator of destiny.
"Devi Yogmaya, your time is drawing near. Be prepared," he intoned with reverence.
Yogmaya nodded in solemn acceptance, her resolve unwavering. "For the establishment of righteousness, I am ready, Brahma Dev," she affirmed.
Mahadev, the tranquil lord of destruction, offered his blessing. "This was my hope, Yogmaya. May your welfare be ensured," he spoke with gentle assurance.
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Meanwhile, in the earthly realm of Gokul, nine months passed swiftly. Amidst the rustic charm of the village, Kriti cradled her newborn daughter in her arms, her heart overflowing with maternal love.
"I name this beautiful child of mine as Kritinandini Radha," she declared with pride, her voice infused with love and reverence.
As Radha's name resonated through the air, a subtle ripple of joy echoed across realms, touching the hearts of those attuned to the cosmic symphony.
In the playful innocence of Krishna's abode, amidst the vibrant hues of nature's canvas, Balram and Krishna frolicked in the garden, their laughter mingling with the earthy scent of mud.
"Radha," Krishna murmured softly, his gaze drifting into the distance, lost in reverie.
Balram, ever vigilant, caught the whisper. "Chote, did you say something?" he inquired, his brow furrowing in curiosity.
Startled, Krishna quickly composed himself. "Huh? Me? Nothing, Dau," he replied with a sheepish grin, his mischief temporarily concealed.
Balram chuckled, shaking his head. "Alright, Chote," he conceded, returning to their playful antics, unaware of the profound resonance of that whispered name in Krishna's heart.
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