Mirabai By EL Turnbull
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This is a poem by el Turnbull
This was chanted by Mira at the moment she was talking poison
And was praying to her beloved Lord Krishna
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Setting- Ancient India 1607 Amrita Bansal a commoner girl in Suryanagar.Her mother worked at the palace as a maid. Her father was a soilder in king's army. Amrita on outside was a simple yet beautiful girl and as her name's meaning, she is sweet as nectar. Always friendly with everyone even when someone insults her for something. She was completely like an angel but as it is said the pure souls always attarcts a devilish soul. One day her mother left her payals (anklets) in home so she went to the palace to give her mother the payals(anklets) and that's when she caught the eyes the heart of a devil. And her life started to change. "I want to do nothing with him or for him, but it seems like he does not have the same intentions" "Hai Prabhu Meri Raksha karna iss Daanav se!" (God please save me from this devil!) Shivaay Rudrashk the KING of Suryanagar. He is a very cruel, ruthless, merciless and devil like for everyone as he was taught to be a king from when he was a small child. He closed off heart many years ago and loved to use voilence on the prisoners. He thought no one can gain his attention as every women were scared to talk to him but the day he saw that goddess he knew that not only did she gained his attention but also his heart. He wanted to make her his QUEEN but perhaps she did not but who was gonna stop him to make her his not even her herself is capable of doing such a thing because he is the beast and she was the QUEEN OF THE BEAST. "The day I saw her beautiful smile I knew that she is mine" "Tum meri thi, tum meri ho or tum meri hi rahogi. Kyunki iss poori duniya me iss daanav ko shaant rakhne ke liye tumhare alaawa koi na tha, na hai or na hi rahega!" "You were mine, you are mine and you will always be mine. Because in this whole world there is no one but you who can calm down this devil, neither there was anyone nor there will be anyone!" I hope you enjoy the story
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Setting- Ancient India 1607 Amrita Bansal a commoner girl in Suryanagar.Her mother worked at the palace as a maid. Her father was a soilder in king's army. Amrita on outside was a simple yet beautiful girl and as her name's meaning, she is sweet as nectar. Always friendly with everyone even when someone insults her for something. She was completely like an angel but as it is said the pure souls always attarcts a devilish soul. One day her mother left her payals (anklets) in home so she went to the palace to give her mother the payals(anklets) and that's when she caught the eyes the heart of a devil. And her life started to change. "I want to do nothing with him or for him, but it seems like he does not have the same intentions" "Hai Prabhu Meri Raksha karna iss Daanav se!" (God please save me from this devil!) Shivaay Rudrashk the KING of Suryanagar. He is a very cruel, ruthless, merciless and devil like for everyone as he was taught to be a king from when he was a small child. He closed off heart many years ago and loved to use voilence on the prisoners. He thought no one can gain his attention as every women were scared to talk to him but the day he saw that goddess he knew that not only did she gained his attention but also his heart. He wanted to make her his QUEEN but perhaps she did not but who was gonna stop him to make her his not even her herself is capable of doing such a thing because he is the beast and she was the QUEEN OF THE BEAST. "The day I saw her beautiful smile I knew that she is mine" "Tum meri thi, tum meri ho or tum meri hi rahogi. Kyunki iss poori duniya me iss daanav ko shaant rakhne ke liye tumhare alaawa koi na tha, na hai or na hi rahega!" "You were mine, you are mine and you will always be mine. Because in this whole world there is no one but you who can calm down this devil, neither there was anyone nor there will be anyone!" I hope you enjoy the story
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