As the sun rises over Mathura, the city awakens to the gentle sounds of birds chirping and the distant chime of temple bells. The air is filled with the fragrance of jasmine flowers and incense from morning prayers. Residents bustle about, starting their day.
However, in the royal palace, particularly the mansion of Satyak, chaos suddenly erupts as the playful laughter of children echoes through. The sounds of mischief filled the air as Krishna, Balram, and Subhadra engaged in their imaginative game. Amidst the chaos of the children's playful banter, the high-pitched cries of baby Satyashree pierced through the joyful noise.
He squirmed and kicked, clearly protesting against being married off to Subhadra's doll. His tiny protests echoed through the courtyard, mixing with Subhadra's determined attempts to unite her doll with the unwilling groom.
Subhadra, with her doll in hand, wagged a tiny finger at Satyashree, her face scrunched up in anger, "Vivah se bhaag nahi sakte !"
Balram, with a twinkle in his eye, seized the squirming Satyashree in his arms, his expression mischievous and playful. It seemed as if Balram, in that moment, was seeking revenge for some long-forgotten past life transgression, relishing the opportunity to tease the young godling.
Amidst the pandemonium, Krishna, adorned in saffron attire with a majestic tilak on his forehead, took on the role of the priest with great enthusiasm. He chanted mantras in a mix of real and made-up words, and tossed dried leaves into a small bowl of fire.
Krishna tried to maintain a solemn expression but couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. As Satyashree locked eyes with Krishna, his babbling sounded almost accusatory, as if he was asking why he was being forced to marry again when he was already wed to the lord's daughter !
Krishna, the mischievous priest, couldn't help but chuckle at the sight before him. His eyes twinkled with amusement as he continued reciting the marriage chants, much to Satyashree's growing irritation. The more Krishna chanted, the more animated Satyashree became, his little face turning red with indignation.
Suddenly, somehow Satyashree managed to wriggle free from Balram's grasp, his chubby arms flailing in victory as he began his daring escape crawl. But alas, Balram, with lightning speed, swooped in like a divine hawk, catching the crawling baby by his tiny feet. Satyashree's valiant escape was short-lived as he was dragged back to the makeshift altar.
As Satyashree's frustration reaches its peak and he begins to cry, his expression changes from one of defiance to one of distress. His brows furrow, his eyes well up with tears, and his lips quiver as he lets out a loud wail. His tiny face scrunches up in anguish, his cheeks flushed with emotion.
With his strong arms, Balram picked up the wailing infant, only to be met with a shower of tears and protests that could rival a storm in intensity, "Nahi nahi rote... Shaant vats..."
Balram tries to coo him, looking at Krishna for guidance. But Krishna just shakes his head, and says, "Bhul jaate ho aap, humara jamata hai yeh."
The flustered Balram, tries to gently bounce the baby in his arms, but Satyashree just won't stop crying.
Just as things seemed dire, Satyapriya came there, "Kya huya ?" She asked.
"Kaki woh.... Ise shayad bhook lagi hai." Krishna always quick on his feet, smoothly suggested.
"Oh. Laao mujhe do." Satyapriya with smile, scoops up Satyashree in her loving arms, the baby god immediately calms down. With one hand she expertly pats Satyashree's back, whispering soothing words as she walks away.
As she carries away Satyashree in her arms, the mischievous baby gives Krishna and Balram a steely glance, with his tiny fists clenched and a pout on his face.
Meanwhile, Subhadra, disappointed that her doll remains unmarried, tugs at Krishna's garment with a pout on her face.
"Meri gudiya ka vivah nahi huya." She said.
Krishna smiled, ruffling her hair, "Mai tumhare liye ek sundar gudda le aayunga. Thik hai ?"
Subhadra's eyes lit up, "Toh apne jaisa lana bhrata !"
Amused by her innocence, Krishna lifted her up, and Subhadra's disappointment turned into joyful giggles.
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A/N
A small chapter but it was quite fun to write 🤣
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