Recap
Lost in conversation, I didn't realize it was 11 PM. I hadn't yet told Chiku about Krishna. Every time I planned to, but I forgot. Later, Putting on my earphones, I played Mine love Mine all mine (by Mitski) song on repeat by thinking about him. Somewhere in the music, sleep enveloped me, though my mind lingered on one thought-what surprise awaited me tomorrow?
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Last night, I had slept peacefully thinking and dreaming about surprise and his beautiful smile, but the morning was nothing short of a shock. My eyes were still closed when a loud ringing sound began echoing near my ears. Jolting awake, I was sitting up straight on the sofa, rubbing my eyes, trying to process what was happening. And there he was-Krishna-sitting on the floor right next to my head, ringing a bell(ghanti) with all his might!
Waking up like that, I wasn't able to comprehend what was going on. My heart was racing as if I'd just had a nightmare. While still rubbing my eyes, I asked him, "What time is it?"
"It's 10 o'clock, madam!" he replied with a mischievous smile while fixing my messy hair.
It felt good to see him first thing in the morning, even if it was him in this chaotic way. I was staring at him like a fool, smiling for no reason. But suddenly, the realization hit me-it was 10 already! I threw his hand away, jumped onto the sofa, and yelled, "Oh no! I forgot to make breakfast! I'll go right away and prepare it!" due to my pastnight cooking trauma.
Before I could move, he grabbed my hand and gently pulled me back onto the sofa. "Relax, there's no need for that right now," he said with a tone so soothing that it momentarily made me wonder if he had already made breakfast for me, just like in the movies.... Ohhh!!! How sweet he is!.
But, of course, I had forgotten one crucial thing-Krishna was my real-life hero, not some cinematic prince charming. And my real-life hero never followed a script. In fact, what happened next left my mind reeling....
"But Why ?" I asked him with a hint of innocence, still half-asleep as I want to hear that from his mouth.
"Because it's not time for breakfast yet...," he said, chuckling in a way that felt both comforting and teasing as he held up my phone to show me the time.
"What?! ....It's just 4:30 AM....?.!" I screamed and flopped back onto the sofa in disbelief.
Without missing a beat, he grabbed my hand again, pulled me upright, and said with a devilish smile, "It's not breakfast time; it's yoga time!"
"I don't want to!" I said, pouting like a child, my voice laced with irritation. Who wakes someone up like that, after all and this much early for yoga ?? ?
He smirked and replied, "I'm not asking; I'm not asking you .... I am telling you. Remember the contract?... Besides, I don't like doing yoga alone. And I also don't like lazy people like you...well, they both annoy me. But hey..., By this way, we can kill two birds with one stone!" His mischievous laughter filled the room as he playfully tugged at my cheeks.
"Fine, I'll go," I muttered grudgingly, shaking his hand off, and stomped toward the bathroom.
Even then, he couldn't leave me alone. He lightly tapped my back and teased, "That's the spirit of a good girl! By the way, you haven't told me yet-how was the surprise? I love surprises ...., you know!" His words were accompanied by that annoying sound of the bell, still ringing in his hands.
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Krishna's Dimension (Ft.21st Century)
SpiritualImagine walking alone at dawn, the soft whispers of leaves and the distant melody of birds surrounding me. Their rhythm feels strangely familiar, almost as if nature itself is sending me messages from Him-Krishna. But today, something is different...