|| श्री ||
|| Om Namo Bhagwate Vasudevaya ||
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YADUVANSHAM ~ THE DEITIES IN DISGUISE
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• We are not perfect, we are united •
To protect and uphold Dharma in the era of Dwapara, Shri Hari Narayana descended himself as the Lord of Dwaraka. But as...
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“Quick Charu.”
Bhanu leaned on the door, utterly bored, with his fingers resting on his forehead. Waiting for women, here Charumati, was the most irritating work ever. He watched as she ran the comb around her hair for the hundredth time, not deciding which hairstyle should adorn her hair.
Nearly one and a half hour since he was waiting. By the time he arrived, she had already bathed in her usual perfume fragrant water and changed into beautiful pink clothes. Then she went through her jewellery. But her silver ornaments didn’t go well with her pink attire. So she changed again in the rooms within, into a blue one.
Then went through dozens of bangles and ten necklaces. Put on a matching nose-ring and then spent a few minutes deciding which tint of blue shoes matches with that of her clothes and then chose her anklets. Another few minutes were gone while applying her kohl and now that damn hairstyle.
'Why do women even have such long hair, which they can’t manage!' Wondered Bhanu.
He mentally visited his future. On his weddings day, his to be bride would take days to get ready! He imagined himself sleeping in the mandap itself waiting for the bride to arrive. That thought itself horrified him to the core.
“Come on, it’s just Bua coming, not some foreign guests that you have to be at your best.”
“You won’t understand.” Charumati began tieing her hair into a braid. Open hair didn’t suit her, she finally concluded.
“I don’t want to! I would gotten ready a million times in the time you took to be once.” Bhanu tried not to shout at his sister. If Satyabhama hadn’t told him to fetch her, he wouldn’t even had come, “Why don’t you ask the maids.”
“I don’t really prefer their sense at décor.”
“Are you done?” Charumati finished her braid and fastened it. Then she added a small rose to her hair and turned around.
“How do I look?”
“Stunning.”
“Can we leave now?” Bhanu rolled his eyes. He seized his sister’s hand and walked out of her chambers before she changed her mind to change to a newer fashion.
“Bhrata.”
“Shh, I suppose we are late.”
Their chambers were on the fourth floor of the palace to the right of the main. It was meant only for children whereas the one towards the left of the main palace was for the elders, including Devaki, Vasudeva, Krishna, His wives, Balarama, Revati, and also Subhadra and Arjuna whenever they visited. The main palace was for the courtroom, library, kitchen, prisons, study, treasury, offices, the breakfast room, and the chamber of the secret council.
Though all the palaces were connected, it took them long to walk towards the main gates. They had been living in it since years, but at times, it seemed like a maze to them. In their long journey towards the gate, they bumped into Nagnajiti.
