prāṇācārya - (n.) Physician
━━━𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏.𓇢𓆸
❛. . .You might now be able to see them,
From where you are;
But look closely-
A candle flares from afar, yet...
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M I T H I L A, MATA GARGI'S ASHRAM
SAUDAMINI'S POV
The sun shone down on me, casting a warm, golden glow on the dusty ground, as I stood there, focused intently on the dartboard in front of me.
The sound of birds chirping and the soft susurrations of leaves rustling in the nearby trees created a soothing melody that seemed to calm my nerves, as I had been practicing for weeks, determined to master the art of throwing darts.
Just as I poised myself to throw another dart, a faint rustling in the bushes nearby caught my attention. I turned to see a small, fluffy bunny hopping out, its leg twisted at an awkward angle. My heart melted as I saw the bunny's big, round eyes, brimming with pain and fear, staring up at me with an unspoken plea for help.
I rushed towards the bunny "Oh no, What happened to you?"
I neared the bunny cautiously, afraid that any sudden movement would scare it away. Its big eyes were watching me warily, but it didn't flee. I knelt beside the little furry creature, pausing to give it time to accustom itself to my presence and understand that I did not mean harm.
As I sat there, the bunny hopped slightly, with its wounded leg twitching with each movement. It sniffed the air beside me. Seemingly assessing the stranger who had invaded its space, But as the moments passed, it appeared to relax and it snuggled against my knee.
Without hesitation, I gently scooped up the injured bunny in my hands, cradling it close to my chest as if it were a precious treasure. The bunny's warm breath tickled my skin as it nuzzled its head into the crook of my neck, seeking comfort and safety. A sudden urge to help this bunny surged through me
As I held the bunny, I could feel its tiny heart racing with fear and pain. I stroked its soft fur, trying to calm it down, and the bunny's trembling slowly subsided. It nestled deeper into the warmth of my chest, its little paws wrapped tightly around my finger.
"Don't worry, little one." As I stroked its fur, the bunny's paws relaxed, releasing their tight grip on my finger. Its eyes, once wide with fear, grew heavy, and it let out a soft sigh.
"I'll take care of you." I held it close, feeling its tiny heart beating against mine, and I knew in that moment that I would do everything in my power to heal its wounds and keep it safe.
I carefully examined the bunny's leg, wincing as I saw the extent of the injury. The skin was torn, and a small bone protruded from the wound. I knew I had to act fast, or the bunny might not survive. I quickly fetched some herbs and water from the nearby garden, my hands moving with urgency, As I work to clean and dress the wound, the bunny trembled in my hands, its eyes fixed on mine with a trusting gaze.
Just as I finished dressing the wound, the soft thud of footsteps caught my attention, and I turned to see Shriya and Anandi heading my way, probably to call me for dinner. But their cheerful grins faltered as they took in the sight of the bunny in my lap. Alarm flashed across their faces as they hurried towards me.
