Shri Krishna is the protector of all of his devotees, and destroyer of those who hurt his people.
Krishn killed Narakasur, who had 16100 princesses kept as slaves. But what if there was another girl who was more traumatized at her young age?
Curse...
I entered my room and looked at Kanha. I kept the sringaar thaal on my side when I sat in front of him.
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Whenever I look at him I feel his gaze on me, and it makes me blush every time.
"KyaKanha, itnasundarkondikhtahai? Huh? Ha manabhuvansundar ho aap, apituitnasundardikhnabhipaaphotahai. Mere praannikalaayekisi din toh?" I asked, pouting like a child.
It was 3:30 in the morning, and I have to dress him up before the sunrise. I love watching the sunrise and sunset with him.
I quickly took off his sringaar yesterday's sringaar and dressed him up in his new sringaar which I bought yesterday.
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"Saachibhuvansundar ho aapArya. Dekho, kuchbhipehnadu main aapko, aaphar din pichle din seadhiksundardikhte ho," I pretended to pull his cheeks and I heard a chuckle from behind.
Alerted, I turned to look behind, but I saw nothing.
"Bhai, aap ho kya?" I asked, as only he could be here to scare me. But when no reply came, I turned back to Kanha and at last handed him his bansi.
"Abhilayiaapkabhojan. Do minute kasabarrakhna," I warned him and giggling, I went to the kitchen, with my Gopi dress flowing along.
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