"The fragments which are unseen can never be underestimated," ~Author
A protagonist can only narrate his/ her story the best. Beholder of a certain existence could explain with what he or she was bestowed.
Subhadra was a person in her own more than...
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While waiting for my brothers I realised how the length of wait felt like. I felt restlessness in primary days. Then, I learned to understand what patience meant. I sought guidance of patience, and got myself into new discoveries through my alone time which I hadn't shared with anyone.
I chose to keep those secrets to myself as those didn't belong to the surrounding of time circle under which I stood.
During my alone time I tried to find a reason for myself. I wondered when my brothers were engaged with greater good of era what I was left with, except waiting for them.
Wandering through the tales which I had heard, I reached to a land which had sacrificed the greatest for greater good once upon a time, that too without asking anything in return.
The land was Vrindavan where my brothers had spent their childhood. The pious land had seen them growing up, getting into adventures from stealing butter to swipe away demons to their deaths.
In those days, I was mentally in Vrindavan most of the time, expressing my gratitude to the land for being my guide in my difficult time.
Dau had reached home a day before bhrstashri. He was seeming happy, and I was sure the reason of his happiness couldn't only his home return.
He sat next to me, and spent hours enquiring each single thing I had done after his departure. I too asked about his days with my cousins. He narrated how they succeeded in establishing their kingdom with their determination and divine help.
He didn't narrate anything enjoyable about his stay out. I guessed bhrstashri must have enjoyed when dau remained engaged with his concern of helping my cousins out in their serious mission.
Next day, when I along with family was waiting to welcome to bhrstashri, he marked his entry with his new bride. Everyone was astonished, but my sisters in law had known looks on their faces.
Being better halves, they might have sensed something about bhrstashri's new adventure. Then, I remembered the day when Jambvati bhabhi and Satya bhabhi had indicated new possessions getting included into my treasure.
I got confirmed that my treasure of education and ecstasy was going to increase with the arrival of my new sister in law.
When I was lost in thoughts a utterance grabbed my attention. I heard my brother introducing my new sister in law to family. Her name was Kalindi who was an inseparable part of his life.
Her other popular name was Yamuna who had been with my brother and had witnessed his life at Vrindavan. She was the glorious river Yamuna who came into our family to add more of glory to our clan.
"So, you are the one who have been remembering in those days, all dearly," my new sister in law walked towards me wearing a tender smile on her face.
"I am happy to know that I have been in your good time before my actual arrival at here. You have presented me a sweet gift which will always be at soft corner of heart," she obviously knew about my attention acquired by sacrificial vibes of Vrindavan where her existence as river was flowing vividly.
I was so overwhelmed by her words which had a teasing glint for reminding me of taking interest in love stories bloomed in Vrindavan in my brother's name. That was a part of my alone time.
Her gaze got the shy side of me at which I was trying not to show my sheepish smile.
"Even, I am happy to do something for my sister in law who have spelled her magic not only on brother but also on me too," controlling my shyness, I too managed to reciprocate her gesture of invoking my shyness, indirectly.
Everyone giggled at my comment, making Kalindi bhabhi show a mixed stare of complain and compliment towards me.
"So well said, but a portion of magic is in wait of a particular moment of night," bhratashri whispered near my ear when everyone turned back, leading Kalindi bhabhi's way inside palace.
I was surprised once once by him. Before I could I ask him anything, he ran away. He loved to keep me under suspense, especially when we could expect a pretty long time with each other.
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So readers, here's the next part.
Now questions.
(1) Any fact did you like here?
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(3) Any guess or expectation for next?
LAXMIPATI SHRI NARAYAN, please accept the positivity of my this work as an offering to you in name of all wellbeing of my LIFELINE.
