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here's a story for yall.
shiva smiled, though it was hollow and emty.
vishnu gave him a dazzling smile back.
"this is how you smile, aradhya".
said hari to his beloved hara, who's smile widened, though didn't reach his eyes.
its not been   long since sati had left him, left them.
hari couldn't see his best friend and lord in such sorrows, now, could he?
so here he was, after his daily duties and a world tour.
well i don't understand why hari is so fond of world tours. perhaps, its because he could see all those people raptured in love because of him, and smile this same dazzling smile at them all, shovering his unconditional love towardus.
 shiva was literaly like a child when he was with his beloved sister, lakshmi.
and was a whiny child, inocent when he was with narayana, who had no hesitation in treating his friend that way.
and that was what he was doing now, wiping the tears that fell unrealised from his shiva's eyes, sometimes up to some mischeive.
today, he planned on smearing milk over the lord's face, who looked quite adorable.
"you know?".
hari said.
"you will have to stay strong for us, for her. you have us for you, and i and lakshmi, devi saraswati, and brahmadev are all here for you.
why fear when narayana is here?
shiva grinned, as this time, his smile reached his eyes, radient and as charming as hari's own.
"i know, but sometimes, its hard. the memmories".
vishnu smiled understandingly.
"i get it, and i know how hard it propably could be. and my shri often uh takes advantage of that fact".
""swamiii,". a sweet voice called him as hari turned arround, as he recieved a mock glare from his priye.
so morrel of the story, when you have someone to support you through thik and thin, then you'll not have to worry. for they will be with you. always.
and for me, my family and my beloved shrimata and hari are my eternal support systems.