Another six years rolled on. Prabhasa and Tulaja are a happy couple now. They respect each other's thoughts to great extent. As Prabhasa said Tulaja too loves the nature now.
" Mama" Shrinkhala extended another empty palm leaf script to Prabhasa.
Prabhasa pulled her cheeks smoothly. He received the leaf and continued to write.
" Look at him Atte, he is enjoying his work a lot " Tulaja smiled looking at her husband who smiled as a creeper embraced his arm.
Satyapriya nodded. Each and every moment she admired her son. Prabhasa is now superior to Satyapriya in terms of knowledge.
He decided to keep an account of all his dear plants and trees around him. He started writing a script named 'Bhauma Sampada'. He is recording all the group of these Nature explaining their apperance, speciality, medicinal properties and still many more. He wanted to see how unique his dear nature is.
Satyapriya again looked at her son. He was on earth with his Kesari behind who was supporting his back. Beautiful slender creepers cuddling him now and then and his 'Sundari' resting on his shoulder as always. On top this the same pure smile adoring his face. Such a beautiful sight!
" I gave birth to some Angel " She thought for herself.
Amidst of this joyful moments of Satyapriya's family a loud scream of a woman pierced their ears.
Prabhasa was alarmed. He kept his scripts aside.
" Kala you stay back here with Gajendra. Tulaja come with me and Amma you come with Kesari. Let's search everywhere don't know who is trouble this time. Careful slow Kesari" Prabhasa instructed his family and hurried away with Tulaja.
" Who is that? Is there any trouble?" Both husband and wife kept screaming on top of their lungs in order to reach the people in trouble.
A frail figure of human emerged from the thick bushes and stood infront of Prabhasa and Tulaja. Kesari brought Satyapriya there.
She looked at the man keenly trying to recognise him.
" Bhoja!" She exclaimed.
The man was surprised. After many years someone was calling him by his name.
" Attige?" Bhoja recognised Satyapriya.
Satyapriya felt sorry for him. Being Krishna's grandson he lived the life of luxuries in Dwaraka once but now he was like a bone cage with a layer of skin on it.
" How come you are here?" Satyapriya enquired.
" Let's discuss later. I heard a scream of a girl actually you both take him and his family to our place. I will come back soon " Prabhasa went on searching.
He spotted an injured young maiden. She was unconscious.
Prabhasa first checked her pulse and heaved out a sight realising that she was alive. He picked her up in his arms and hurried towards his house.
Prabhasa's life was heading towards his real responsibility. The family of Somaka reached Satyapriya's residence.
" We scattered away in search of livelihood after leaving Dwaraka. The confidence of building up a life faded away after realising we haven't actually learnt how to live a life. No other kings helped us because we were arrogant once. Our pride didn't allowed us to work under someone. We failed in life but family kept growing. We managed to get Bhoja's daughter Amita married to some well doing family. Why to trouble our daughters to follow us? That's why we left Amita in a good family of Usinara and we too took refuge in some forest. This is how our life went on Satya. I don't know how Amita's daughter reached here " old Somaka gave a quick glance of their miserable life caressing the hairs of that injured maiden Varija, the daughter of Amita.
" Mamashree, why didn't you go back to Mathura once? Vajra is the king now. You all could have lived happily" Satyapriya said.
" Why didn't you go back Satya?" Somaka asked recieving silence as the answer.
" We had lots of memory there and we wanted an independent life. You know how luxuries spoiled us. That's why I didn't joined Mathura again. " He smiled.
Tulaja prepared food for everyone. After the family fell asleep Satyapriya approached Prabhasa.
" After all they are our family Prabha. Let's live together" Satyapriya said.
" Yes but imagine Amma. They are only one of many who abandoned Dwaraka. What about the rest. They are our family too" Prabhasa smiled.
Satyapriya gave a questioning look.
" Let's travel around as much as possible Amma. Let's gather all our relatives and live together. Actually not only relatives anyone related to Krishna who is in trouble can join us. How's my idea?" He grinned.
" As you wish son " Satyapriya embraced her son with pride.
The very next day Satyapriya and Prabhasa gathered the gold coins given by Parikshit and set out for travelling.
It took another 3 years for them to gather some 150 families related Krishna who are leading miserable life. Among them 8 were Krishna sons who left Dwaraka along with Somaka.
" You have the responsibility of 150 families on your shoulder. Are you sure that you can manage?" Tulaja asked.
Prabhasa as usually gave his calm smile. " I have strong will I can do it " He assured his wife.
" Let's build 8 villages keeping those 8 consorts of Krishna as the presiding deities of each village. Every mother is equal god right and these 8 women are the mothers of these men. Atleast for their mothers they won't spoil their lives by jealousy this time. We all can live together worshipping those great personalities to the rest of our lives." He grinned.
" Think again. You can't do anything without cutting your dear tress. What about that?" She asked. Prabhasa's face shrunk. He never thought this way.
" Mava, Satyamma wishes to see you " Varija called for Prabhasa.
Prabhasa nodded and took leave from Tulaja. Satyapriya too had the same doubt about this much great responsibility on Prabhasa's shoulders.
He looked at those needy people who had the hope of good life in their eyes.
" I will come back " Prabhasa walked towards the idol of Bhudevi and sat infront of it.
" Devi, I did these things with a good thought. I long wish of having vast family is fulfilled but I got a responsibility of building their lives. I have to clear a piece of forest for this but I cannot go that in my wildest dreams too. I can't imagine me chopping off my friends. Help me Devi. The lives of these many people is in your arms now. Help me " Prabhasa requested and sat meditating.
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