The sun's warm rays gently kissed the palace gardens as Krishna sat on a grand swing, his princely attire shimmering in the light. He wore a vibrant silk garment adorned with intricate golden embroidery, reflecting his royal lineage. A jeweled diadem, encrusted with precious gems, adorned his head, a majestic peacock feather elegantly placed in its center.
Perched on a lower seat beside was his cousin Uddhav, the son of Devabhaag, a few years older than him and a student of Brihaspati himself. With a striking resemblance to the Krishna, Uddhav exuded wisdom and grace beyond his years.
As they engage in a conversation, their words flow like a gentle stream. Uddhav listens intently, his gaze fixed on Krishna with a reverence that transcends mere admiration. In his eyes, he sees beyond the physical form of Krishna, recognizing the essence of his divinity shining through.
Krishna said, "Aho bhagya humare jo aap jaise paramgyaani ka saath mila, mujh agyaani ho."
"Agyaani aur aap ?" Uddhav joined his hands, "Aap toh sabhi gyaan ke shrot hai, parabrahm."
Krishna smiled, "Kaha bhaiya ? Mai toh sadharan sa gopal hu, aap jaise ved vedant jaanne walo ke saamne meri kya ginti ?"
Uddhav shook his head, "Mujhe bhramit karne ka prayas mat kijiye, Krishna. Ved, vedant, upanishad, adi, sab toh aapke baare mei hi hai. Fir aap kaha se agyaani huye ?"
"Ved, Vedant, upanishad, 64 kala... Yeh sab na jaanne wale ko kya kahenge ? Inka gyaan lene ki iccha hai meri aur Dau ki." Krishna said.
As the gentle breeze sways the swing, another young boy comes to them. Satyaki, the son of Satyak, arrives with an aura of youthful vigor. A radiant smile lights up Krishna's face at the sight of Saatyaki, a cherished friend and kindred spirit.
The grandson of Shini offers them a respectful bow, "Pranaam."
"Aao Satyaki, baitho." Uddhav said.
"Nahi nahi, Bhrata. Aaj nahi baith sakta." Satyaki humbly denied, "Mai toh keval aagya lene aya tha."
"Kyu ?" Krishna asked.
Satyaki replied, "Mai Hastinapur punah laut raha hu. Aapke bulane par maine Guruvar Kripacharya se kuch dino ka avkaash liya tha. Kintu ab jana hoga."
"Kripacharya ke paas hi kyu jana hai ? Yaha bhi bahut se guru hai." Uddhav said.
Satyaki smiled, "Ab aisa awashyak toh nahi ki ek hi guru se shiksha leni chahiye. Gyaan ka koi annt hai bhala ? Jisse mile, usse le lena chahiye. Pehle waha se shiksha lelu, fir yaha aake bhi gyaan lelunga."
Krishna smiled and patted Satyaki's shoulders, "Vidya ke prati tumhari yeh bhakti mere man ko tript kar deti hai. Jaao vats, mujhe vishwas hai ki tum ek din Yadavo ke sarvashresht yoddha banoge."
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In the lush forests of Shatashringa, amidst the gentle rustling of leaves and the melodious chirping of birds, Kunti, draped in simple garments with extravagant jewellery that boasted of her marital status, gracefully moved through the woods with a group of Brahman women. They delicately plucked ripe fruits and placed them in woven baskets, their laughter blending harmoniously with the sounds of nature.
Meanwhile, the Pandavas were at a distance, their strong figures gathering woods and dried leaves for fuel.
One of the Brahman women pauses, "Waise jabse Vasudev ko mukt kiya hai Krishna ne, Kunti ke mukh par alag hi prasannta hai." She said.
Kunti smiled, "Kyu na ho ? Krishna ne keval Anuj Vasudev ko bandhigrah se mukt nahi kiya apetu samast Yaduvansh ko Kamsa ke bhaye se mukt kiya hai."
Lost in her thoughts of Krishna, Kunti continues to pick berries with a sense of contentment and gratitude.
"Waise...." Kunti looks back at the Brahman women, "Yadi Krishna Hari ka avatar hai, toh dikhne mei kaisa hoga ? Uske netro mei kaisi karuna hogi ? Uske mei mukh mei kitni Sundar vaani hogi ? Uski bhujao mei kaisa bal hoga jo vyakti ko bhayemukt karde ?"
Another Brahman woman replied, "Maine toh suna hai ki varsha wale megho ke samaan kala rang hai uska. Osht bimba ke fal jaise, aakhe badi-badi laal-laal jaise laal Kamal ke pushp. Baal ghunghrale, aur nakhrili muskaan."
"Devaki atyant bhagyashali hai. Kaash mujhe bhi woh Narayan swaroop ke darshan ho jaate." Kunti sighed as she kept a hand over her heart, overwhelmed by maternal yearning, "O Krishna !"
"Ji Mata ?" Arjun asked, coming towards her with the Pandavas, all of them carrying woods and dried leaves in their hands.
One Brahman woman chuckled, "Dekho dekho Kunti, tumhare paas bhi toh ek Krishna hai. Yeh bhi koi kam manmohana thodi hai. Jaha jata hai, sabka atipriya ho jata hai."
Kunti giggled as she ruffled the curly locks of Arjun, and caressed his dark cheeks, "Awashya.... Awashya woh Krishna bhi mere iss Krishna ke bhaati hi hoga."
"Woh Krishna ?" Yudhishthir asked.
Kunti smiled, "Woh Krishna arthat Vaasudev Shri Krishna. Narayan ke avtaar, Kamsa ka vadh kar jisne Yadavo ko bhayemukt kiya."
Bheem got excited, "Pitashree bata rahe the ki Kamsa toh bahut balshaali tha.... Krishna ne uska bhi vadh kar diya ?"
"Keval Kamsa ka hi nahi, dusre kayi asuro ka vadh kiya hai, mere anuj Vasudev ke iss putra ne." Kunti said.
The twins grinned, "Toh hume unki kahani batayiye na Mata."
"Ha Mata." Arjun said, a knowing smile playing on his lips, "Batayiye na Krishna ke baare mei."
Kunti chuckled, "Awashya. Ghar Chalke tum sabhi ko mai Krishna ki sabhi gatha bataungi."
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A/NOfcourse, no difference between Krishna and Arjun 😍❤️
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HARIHARESHWARI 16 - विशृंखलित राजवंशाः
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