"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙔𝙤𝙪"
"𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙩"
Krisha, a pure hearted girl who doesn't even have a single mean cell in...
In the early hours of the morning with the sun yet to be decorated on the horizon, Arjun reached the venerable and scared Himalayas, which are adorned in the north as the crown of bharatvarsh.
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He bowed down in respect to those peaks that touched the skies in all its glory and prowess, the sky piercing mountain peaks were looking like a row of arrow tips to him.
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He then walked to a turquoise blue stream emerging somewhere from the mighty summit, chords of soft light speared down from above, bathing its surface in gold. It was glinting with little sparkles, like a thousand diamonds blessed with an inner fire.
Bending down, he scooped a hand through the chilled cold water, and drank some to quench his thirst, It felt very stimulating to his body and refreshing to his mind, taking away the tiredness of a seven pahar journey, almost a day.
After letting his horse too fill his thirst, his only partner in this journey he mounted him and started his search aimlessly with no clue of, where to start and where it would end. But destinations like these can only be reached by wandering.
He started on the lush yellow-green grass, the sweet air of himalayan ecosystem washing over him. With his keen eyes everywhere, he tried to catch any possible thread of clue that could lead to his pursuit.
But time was slipping away as clouds drifted along like spray in the foaming sea, while he roamed in the cocoon silence, the palace erupts into the labyrinth of tension surrounded by thick layer of worry.
Krisha's health suddenly drifted downhill, there was formation of black patches on her body and now she has started to look weak and pale, the color of her face drained out, like a lily drowned under water with her lips and nails turned blue and her body temperature dropping, as if she is slowly dying, loosing her grip from the branch of life.
But unknown to all she was already far from feeling this physical pain, she was in a place that she has never seen, but it was beautiful beyond words. she keenly observed the warm environment around her under the clear blue skies.
The trees were lush with fruits and light mist enveloping them, the heady scent of the lively surrounding hitting her nostrils and she felt herself slipping away into a serene sense of peace.
