Chapter 33

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"Krishn, let me bring the pot at house first, then I'll come again to meet you," I try to reason with Krishn as he excitedly drags me towards the log under the tree that he likes to sit on and play his flute.

I was going home after sending pots full of butter to the other side of the river Yamuna at its bank at this side and taking an empty pot back home whose butter was sold at the market.

I thought to drop the pot at home and then come to meet Krishn.
But then Krishn insisted on coming with him right now and as I said about coming after dropping the pot at home, he started to drag me along saying that I can bring the pot home after spending some time with him.

"Talk!" He says excitedly as we reach the Kadamba tree.

"About?" I ask, sitting down under the tree and he lays his head on my lap, his face upwards, looking at me and playing with his flute.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asks.

"Can you teach me to play the flute?" I ask, reaching for his flute and tracing my hands on it as he holds on to my arm.

"Okay" he says and I try to play it as random sounds come out.

"Try to align your fingers on the six openings" he says as he puts my finger properly and then explains how to make the main seven sounds. He sits up and helps me.

After some time of practicing, I memorise how to make those sounds.

And it starts getting dark, I should go home now. I tell him that.

"Tomorrow at dawn, coming again, your lessons will continue" he says.

"Krishn, how do you play the melody that brings me to you?" I ask, getting up.

"Only knowing how to play the flute is not enough. Your soul should be calling out to me too, calling for my soul" Krishn says, a soft smile on his face. He offers me to walk to my home.

"Krishn?" ma brings Krishn inside our house and makes him eat some sweets she made from milk.

"Radha, bring Krishn and Balaram home every time you meet  them" ma tells me and Revati hands Krishn a glass of water to drink.

"Okay, remember to come tomorrow or I will play that melody" Krishn tells me as he was leaving for his home, pulling at the door lightly.

I nod making Krishn smile.

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