|| श्री ||
|| Om Namo Bhagwate Vasudevaya ||
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YADUVANSHAM ~ THE DEITIES IN DISGUISE
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• We are not perfect, we are united •
To protect and uphold Dharma in the era of Dwapara, Shri Hari Narayana descended himself as the Lord of Dwaraka. But as...
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It took one month for everything to become normal.
Their small campfire programmes were conducted almost daily. Engaging their children among themselves, they would sit around the fire by the shores.
This time they were joined by Arjuna and Subhadra. It was Arjuna’s turn to narate his days at Satshringa. He was lost in those days of his childhood with the others listening with attentive ears. But his stories were frequently interrupted.
“You should be increasing you speed, Kanha. You have to finish them before dawn.” Said Balarama just as Krishna placed his peacock feathered quill down. Krishna groaned at his brother.
“Kill this poor fellow one day!”
“Oh don’t be so melodramatic Kanha.” Balarama piled another set of scrolls on Krishna’s lap. Krishna scowled at him. So many documents would seize his priceless sleep of another night.
Being Dwarakadheesha wasn’t very easy, you know.
“Madhava! Dau!”
“Sorry Partha.”
“So where was I?”
“Pitashree!” Samba stormed angrily towards Krishna. He pushed the pile of scrolls away, which Balarama had kept, and made Krishna say, “Wah mere lal.” And threw himself on his father’s lap. He was followed by an irritated Nishatha, amused Pradyumna, not-so-concerned looking Bhanu, equally angry Ulmuka and unaffected Charumati.
“Woah! What temper! Just like Satya. Having some special classes?” Krishna had to crack a joke at his son’s face, but no one laughed. Satyabhama simply raised her eyebrows and nodded her head.
“You won’t stop it Swami, will you?”
“What’s the matter son?” Asked the ever peace-loving Rukmini before another war could start.
“Them.” Snapped Samba furiously at the crowd.
“Excuse me?”
“This is not fair, Pitashree, this is not done!”
“What is not fair and what is not done?” was another question from Rukmini again.
“Everytime we make a plan, everytime we take a decision, they go against us. Always bossy.’ Samba said in fit of pique, pointing at Nishatha and Bhanu specifically. “Tell them Pitashree.”
“Bhrata is right.” Ulmuka leant his support. Samba beamed at him while the others frowned at the traitor.
“Because they are all idiot and insane.” Argued Bhanu, looking sure that he wasnt going to take any more of nonsense that he had been tolerating.
“Would you let us go to Bharatavarsha—” continued Nishatha but Balarama interrupted.
“We are a part of Bharatvarsha.”
“Would you let us go to the subcontinent? Alone, Without any parental supervision?”
“You have gone countless number of times. And I believe Pradyumna came from there.” Said Satyabhama.
“The center of the topic is these monkeys. Would you Kaki?” it was a question to Jambavati who instantly replied.
“No.”
“See.” Voiced Bhanu and Nishatha together. They always went along as they both were mostly against ‘Kaands’ there siblings are prone to. “That the point. You have no idea of how many stupid ideas we went through before rejecting all.”
“Pita.” Samba whined at Krishna.
“I can’t say anything Samba.” He put his son down and got up, seemingly to stretch. Not all could see throught this genuine looking act, “I’ll tell you a universal truth: All elder siblings, literally all, are cruel and traitorous and heartless most of the times.”
Before Balarama could even open his mouth, Krishna simply vanished from that place.
Two days, it took two days to find him back. The entire palace looked like a disaster as it was searched thoroughly more than three times by Balarama.
All chambers were invaded. Privacy had no meaning in those two days. The library, the storeroom, the basement, the court, the kitchen, everyone’s personal chambers, gardens,the treasury, and even Satyaki’s mansion looked like it had been hit with a cyclone.
It was all vandalised...
At the dawn of the third day, Subhadra brought him back in the castle. How? Or where did she find him? And such questions weren’t asked because it was known to all that Krishna and Subhadra are partners in crime ever since her birth. She knew perfectly where his hiding spots were and even blackmailed him at times.
It was time for her, Arjuna and Abhimanyu to leave. Krishna’s presence was required there. Balaram shot him a look of anger but said nothing and forgave. The easier it was for Balarama to lose his temper, the easier it was for him to forgive. So, it was all solved.
“The Rajasuya Yagna is going to be held at Indraprastha.” Informed Arjuna regarding their sudden departure. He had a hard time speaking while handling a furious Abhimanyu in his hands, “We brothers are going to conquests.”
“Are we invited?” asked Rukmini playfully.
“Is that even a question bhabhi? You all are. We wouldn’t have been able to perform it if it wasn’t for Madhava.”
“Are you seriously leaving when my wedding is scheduled in a few days?” asked Nishatha, his face adorned with a scowl. He had decided in hand that he wasn’t going accept any apologies or justification of theirs.
“Nishatha, try to understand—” began Subhadra kindly. Nishatha was usually the most sensible and understanding one and always obeyed everyone.
“No, I won’t. And I am never speaking with you both again.” Childishness sprouting within him, he marched back into the palace. He wasn’t going to listen to anything.
So what if he was sixteen and going to wedded soon? Everyone has a child hidden in the depths of their hearts.
