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28 Sept 1940,

The drizzle of rain bathing earth, the smell of wet mud spreading all over the place

The melodic voice echoing through  Krishna Mandir

Achyutam Keshavam Krishna Damodaram,
Rama Narayanam Janaki Vallabham. Kaun Kehta Hai Bhagwan Aate Nahi, Tum Meera Ke Jaise Bulate Nahi. Achyutam Keshavam Krishna Damodaram, Rama Narayanam Janaki Vallabham....~~~~~~

The devotees passing by stoped at thier track hearing the divine voice

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" aree maa ji,koi baat nahi chote malik ki shaadi aap hi ki to zimedari hai" the driver chuckled at the boy,s sulking face
and pulled the car at the temple,s direction
(No problem, dear mother it is your responsibility to marry young master)

" meri to umar nikli jaa rahi hai, ab tu shaadi kab karega Abhishek putar, mey kabh apne pota poti ko dekhungi " abhishek shooked his head at his dramatic dadi and his all family members were controlling thier laugh
(Iam getting old, when will you marry abhishek son i too wanna play with my grandchildrens)

" hum pahunch gaye maa ji " driver informed them as they reached at Krishna Mandir
(We reached mom)

as soon as they stepped at mandir,s stairs they all were greeted by  harmonious voice

Achutam keshvam krishan damodaram.,
ram narayanam janki vallabham.
kaun kehte hai bhagwaan khate nahi,
ber shabari ke jese khilate nahi......~~~~

"Ajaa putar, ki hoye tenu " abhi,s mom called him who was intensely gazing to the source of voice
(Come son, what happen to you )

it was impossible for him to ignore the voice which he realized he fell for
He ran towards the crowd of devotees

" abhishek!!!" His mom yelled

meanwhile abhishek tried his level best to push the crowd but failed miserably

Achutam keshvam Krishna damodaram, ram narayanam janki vallabham.
Kaun kehte hai bhagwaan sote nahi,
Maa Yashoda ke jese sulate nahi.....~~~~~

The Serene voice up lifting his anticipation more, just for once he wanna meet the voice,s owner who has been the reason of his restlessness

just by the voice he can,t rest at once what will happen if he saw the person

Achutam keshvam Krishna damodaram,
Ram narayanam janki vallabham.
kaun kehte hai bhagwaan nachte nahi,
Gopi prem mein pagal nachate nahi....~~~


He followed the voice wherever it goes
not giving up he stoped where the voice too stoped
huffing tiredly he saw the person  it was a boy but his face was not visible as he was backfacing him the boy walked further

Abhi followed him running behind him like a madman

As the boy infront turned back to see who was following him but at a wrong moment someone pulled abhishek


" aree abhi tu yaha kya kar raha hai, chal na massi bula rahi hai puja keliye" shubman his bestfriend called him as the puja was helding
(what are you doing here now, come on, aunty is calling you for puja.)

" kyu kiya shub !!!" Abhi yelled at shub who shooked by his sudden yell
(Why did you do it shub)

" chilla mat mandir hai , aur meri shaadi ke puja mein nahi ayega tu "shub dramatically wiped his tears and abhi rolled his eyes
(Don,t scream its temple, and will you not come to my wedding puja)

" arey chal varna maa danda lekar ayengi " shub nodded his eyes
(Come on otherwise mother will come with a stick)

both walked towards the puja mandap
where one of the boy was already seated
at left side

" Dekh yaar ishan kitna acha lag raha hai " abhi complimented his bhaabi who was all shy seeing his soon to be husband
(Look how good ishan is looking)

" zydaa mat bol vo tamatar ban chuka hai " shub walked towards mandap and the rituals started pandit ji started chanting mantra
(Don,t say much he is already tomato now)

all the family members were warmly smiled the holy place was witnessing two souls getting connected by heart


"Cham cham" the bells jingling sound ringed like honey in abhi,s ears

the face was now fully visible to  abhishek and that,s it he fainted

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Iam sorry guys for late update and short one too kuch nahi samjh raha kya likhu par i tried

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