It is the seventh story of the Karna Series. Long ago a girl born out of her loving parents, Dau Balram and his wife Rebati. Her mother hailed from Satya Yug whose father discovered a suitable groom for his only daughter in Dwapar Yug, in the elder...
Tu, tu hain wahi dil ne jise apna kahan Tuh hain jahan main hoon wahan Ab Jina tere bin hain saza....
Mil jaye is tarah Do leheren jis tarah Ab ho na juda haan yeah wada rahan...
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Story Unfolds:
At the deep forest inside the Royal Garden of Mathura: One hour after:
"Main Shree Balram aur Devi Revati ki Putri Vatsyala inhe apne jiban sangi nirbachit karti hoon. (I, the only dear daughter of Lord Balram and his wife Devi Ravati, Devi Vatsyala accepts him as my husband wholeheartedly.)"
One girl of sixteen was standing tall while declaring that aloud. She was truly bold enough to declare her love to her childhood sweetheart openly. She was a girl of Yadav clan, the most progressive one of that era, where the girls were allowed to choose their own life partners. At their own free will.
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Shalu in her bridal attire
A sweet melodic tune of flute started to play from nowhere. It's tune was simple yet melodious. It soothed the tensed nerve of everyone around. Of animals too. It seemed as if someone was welcoming her decision by the help of this music.
The weather became so soothing and gentle suddenly. The air was heavy yet soothing on skin. The animals stopped running around. All were mesmerized by the situation.
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