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Subhadra was a person in her own more than...
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Conflict, whenever it gets created in a clan something big comes out. Mostly the big outcome is re establishment after destruction. A conflict had occurred in my land when Satrajit, a novel of Dwarka had accused my bhrataahri of theft.
The conflict didn't contain any cause of destruction, harming any one yet that brought chaos in its own way. He accused of my bhrathashri for acquiring Syamantak mani, the precious gem.
Dau and members of royal court were so furious with Shriman Satrajit who calmed down a little when bhrathashri walked away from assembly with the assurance of bringing the gem back.
My parents were worried about bhrathashri. He didn't get time to meet anyone before leaving. I missed the chance of wishing him a safe and successful journey. Dau was consoling everyone along with Rukmini bhabhi.
I bowed down to her trust on my brother. Each wife trust his husband during tough time, but her trust had something different. There was no trace of tension hiding itself behind her concern which a wife would usually have for her husband.
She was cheerful as if he was with her. She was confident as if she was there with him for his protection. I got to learn a new definition of trust from her.
Composing myself from the amusement, I went to dau.
"Dau, can we visit Somnaath? Bhabhi maa is too much worried. She will feel better," I made an approach with a gentle tone.
"Your bhabhi maa can't hold patience in any matter related to her Kanha. Well, you have my permission. Don't delay your return," dau smiled mentioning bhabhi maa's affection.
"We won't, Dau. We won't disturb your determined heart making you worried about us," I too smiled in assurance.
"You aren't seeming less determined either. You trust Kanha just like I do, don't you?" He caressed my head in admiration.
"I trust my brothers not because I have seen their valour but I have sensed that. Even their touch on my head is simply enough to make me sense about their promise of protection which conveys their strength for standing beside me beyond a lifetime," I held his hand when he lowered that from my head.
"Besides that, my calmness in this situation has another reason," I was sure to make him curious, and he showed the same look to me.
"What's that, Gudiya?" He asked.
"Our hearts is the pathway to getting connected to each other. I can feel what my brothers are going through. When bhrathashri isn't worried about the way of getting the gem and you aren't worried for him, how can I get worried?" I too caressed his palm out of love unlike he caressed my head.
"My angel is simply amazing. Come back soon. I need you beside me," nodding at him, I took his leave gaining a lovely smile from him.
I along with bhabhi maa left for Somnaath temple. Lord Somnaath has the peaceful shelter for each serious and suffering. Whole Dwarka rushes to him in havoc and in celebration of happiness even.
"Bhabhi maa, wipe away all your worries. We are going to receive some good news sooner," I placed my hand on bhabhi maa's shoulder who had completed her prayer.
"How are you so sure about this, Gudiya?" Her concerned eyes started to find answer in my calm eyes.
"I saw Satyabhama didi was praying for bhratashri," I replied.
"Did you talk to her?" She wished to know about Satyabhama didi's wellbeing since she was close to bhabhi maa.
Satyabhama didi used to visit palace frequently. She had a good bonding with everyone in my family, but after bhrathashri's marriage she hardly visited palace.
"No, I chose not to disturb her," I just heard some portions of her prayer in which she sought safe return of bhrathashri.
"Kanha has the good wishes of whole Dwarka. I just pray all these good wishes to pave way for him," bhabhi maa folded her hands again to Lord Somnaath.
"Her prayer was special, bhabhi maa," I commented.
"Why so?" She questioned.
"Her father has bitterness for bhrathashri. Despite that she was praying for bhrathashri. Her heart has chosen the way opposite to her father. Each opposite has a great purpose, and I believe this one too has," I shared had my internal feeling which soothed her as I could see her smiling.
Expressing our gratitude to the Lord we started our journey back to palace being mentally prepared to get the good news.
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