This is a fiction and should be taken as thus.
Dedicated to: Family_Friends_Fun
You can imagine them as Sumedh and Mallika. But for me it's Sourabh Jain.
______________"Jiji...jiji," Draupadi called as she shaked the beautiful maiden out of her reverie. The beloved queen of Dwarkadeesh blinked back her eyes away from the running Pradyumn and Abhimanyu who were busy in a game they call "Thief Catch."
"Yeah...?"Rukmini asked or rather squeaked before she cleared her voice and asked again,"What happened Behena? Need any help?"
"Jiji...you forgot that you were going to check on all the dishes for the festival of Holi?" She asked as she took a closer look at her sister's overly exquisite, stunning and gorgeous visage.
"Yeah....Yeah, O God I am so stupid!!! How could I forget about it.....oh Narayana...Satya! Satya! I need help." She rose up in panic and started calling Satybhama as she tried to rush down the kitchen. And Maa baba's medicine also. Oh Narayan she need to hurry down.
"Jiji...jiji, calm down. I already fed Devaki ma, Rohini ma and Vasudeva baba their medicine and Satya is already in kitchen. Don't panic and calm down." Draupadi spoke in a breathe as she tried to calm down the Vaidarbhi who was in full panic mode.
Rukmini took large gulps of air to calm down herself only to get it hitched when Pandavpriye further interrogated,"why were you crying jiji?"
Rukmini parted her lips, a lie on the tip of her tongue but then she changed her mind as the memory from tomorrow flashed her before her eyes.
"Priye, why are you sad?" A concerned kanha asked his beloved patrani who was fiddling her yellow pallu with her head bowed down.
"Not sad," she whispered as she raised her head and looked at the dark clouds that were pacing towards Dwarka as she continued "but I wish, instead of being your wife, if I could have been your lover...then."
Krishna scrunched his eyebrows together as he looked at his wife and thought about her weird wish. He took her beautiful hand in his and kissed on her knuckles,"And why does my beloved wish so? I love you as much as I would have loved you then."
"Because swami!!" She stood up suddenly and forced her hand out of his hold," no matter how strong a husband wife relation is, the world will always remember the lover. Not me. Never me."
She looked back at her husband to see his silence for the first time.
Jiji..jiji
"Oh...drau yes.. yes.."she looked back at the clear sky again as she spoke ,"You know your sakha always had answer to my every single question but not yesterday and his silence pricked me the most."
"Oh my jiji... words can't always give you answers, sometimes it's best to rely on time and action as Sakha says,
Haar prashn ka uttar Dena sambhav nhi, samay samjhaega." Draupadi spoke to her sister as she wiped her tears and took her in a hug."BURA NA MANO HOLI HAI!!!!"
Everyone shouted as the sky filled with colours. Arjun watched it all with a smile. He had just returned back from a conquest. Fragnance of blue lotus invaded his senses when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked behind to see his beloved queen whose lips were curled on a mischievous smile.
"Won't you colour me Arya?" She asked as she stepped a bit forward to the man in white.
Arjun smiled and took some red tincture as he looked back at his beloved Krishnaa and spoke," You are already coloured in my colour, what more to do?" He filled her maang lovingly as he placed a kiss on her forehead.
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Not Samragini Draupadi But Just Krishnaa
Historical FictionJust some one shots on Krishnaa not as samragini but as a mother, daughter, sister and friend.