""Parted nightlong from his beloved child
Nanda could no longer restrain himself
and lifting from his face the coverlet gazed upon it;
no more the night was oppressive:
the gods it seemed had churned the sea,
and through its foam the moon was seen resplendent in the sky."Says Suradasa, the cowherd lads and maids learning that their beloved Krishna was awake forgot all else and ran to his bedside."""

A hello to all the peeps who are currently reading this out! 

So iam Bishnu here! A fellow teenager who loves  the magic of fiction.💫💫

 When you have lots of emotions piled up then you let the ink do its magic right! So thats the reason I'm here.

Less to write, More to explore. 
Less to read, More to discover.

🙏🙏