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[ramayantika]

Braj ki Holi (Ch-4)

Masterlist /Ch-3/

"O rang barse bheege chunarvali rang barse"

I heard a sweet voice somewhere near me and soft fingers applying something powdery on my cheeks.

The same voice grew louder. I was half asleep but I could make out that the voice belonged to a girl. Bhumi wasn't that melodious so it could be either Radhika or Subhadra. But my eyes laden with sleep refused to open and see who was singing and the same melodious voice was simultaneously pushing me to drift into deep sleep again.

"Hori khele raghuveera avadh mein, hori khele raghuveera." I could sense a male voice that sounded a little similar to Ranvit.

SPLASH!

Whatever sleep that had made its home in my body had flown out, making my body wake up with a jerk.

Blinking the water droplets out of my eyes, I finally took a good look around me. Four people were standing in front of me with mischief written all over their faces. Ranvit was holding a water bucket, Bhumi had a packet of purple gulaal in her hand with Radhika standing right beside Bhumi, her fingertips coated with purple gulaal.

You can totally guess who the fourth person was.

No it wasn't Krishna. Dau stood a little far away from the trio with a cheeky smile and said, "Here in Vrindavan, nobody sleeps in on Holi and those who do we douse them in water. Aapki neend bhang karne kshama devi parantu reet ko kon taal sake?"

Bhumi snatched my bedsheet, saying, "Exactly! And you my dearest sister love Holi so much yet here you are sleeping. It's already 9am, Bhaishmi!"

I gasped. No way it could be 9am. I remember waking up at 7 in the morning for Holi ans waiting impatiently till 9 to go out and play this wonderful festival. Why was I in bed at this hour?

Krishna. I scanned the room to see my favourite curly haired boy, but much to my disappointment he wasn't there in the room. Perhaps, my eyes gave away that I was looking for him because Bhumi began teasing. "Looks like someone is searching for someone. I wonder who they might be."

Radhika's eyes gleamed and she too joined Bhumi. "Well well in that case, we need to call that someone to her quickly. Our sakhi must not wait too long, right?"

My cheeks burned with embarrassment and I covered my face with the bedsheet that had pooled near my feet. "You all will never let me have a moment of peace. I am not searching for Krishna."

The room fell quiet and in ten seconds Radhika burst out laughing. "See."

Before I could come up with a suitable excuse to convince them that I was not thinking about him, I heard Arjun shouting downstairs with Subhadra running past our room only to stop for a second and say, "Everyone run, Kanha bhaiya is out to attack. Run."

Dau took a look outside the door and said, "Oh shit, Kanha is ready with his gulaal. Everyone run. He then turned towards me. " Well these people forgot to tell you. Kanha has decided to play Holi via hide and seek and believe me it is almost impossible to win from him in this game. So get out of bed fast and hide. He will be coming up soon."

Leaping out of the room, I grabbed Bhumi's hand and ran up to the terrace. I paid one fleeting glance at the courtyard below and saw Arjun being coloured by Krishna in pink gulaal with him announcing, "One down."

By this point, my reader, you must know that this boy must have looked up. He never missed a chance looking at me then and has never missed a chance to look at me even now.

"You are awake Bhaishmi finally. Happy Holi and good luck trying to escape me!"

Bhumi cursed and dragged me faster to the staircase.

I had noted where the others had run off to hide while running. Ranvit had hidden himself in Yashodhara kaki's room while I saw Dau running to the store room. Subhadra was hiding behind a pillar facing the balcony which gave her the advantage to check where Krishna was going. Radhika hid herself in one of the old abandoned rooms.

Up on the terrace lay a small room built to rest during winters. Nanda kaka had told us about that room which kept him warm during winters. Both kaka and kaki were out in the neighbourhood to play Holi so we were free to hide anywhere.

Bhumi opened the door and tiptoed inside while passing me a grin. "I am sure Krishna won't come here." Indeed that was a clever place to hide but I was sure that Krishna would totally guess to enter the room first and then roam around the terrace.

I heard Subhadra's shriek and realised that she had been caught and felt Bhumi tug my wrist. "Come on, you don't want to be caught so early. Stay here, he won't come inside."

I locked the door from inside and parted the curtains from the windows and found Radhika running on the terrace. For a moment, my heart thudded, thinking that Krishna was coming up but seeing Radhika slow down, I felt relieved that he wasn't coming anywhere near us.

Radhika went to the far end of the terrace and stood there quietly with an alert look. I looked at Bhumi and stepped out of the room earning a warning from her. "Behen, you step out of this room, he will catch you soon. Stay inside."

"Meri pyari behena, if you think Krishna won't check this room first then you are seriously underestimating him."

"Then what to do?"

A plan formed inside my head but I wasn't sure if that would work successfully. "So I am going to lock you from outside and Krishna might not just step in because nobody hiding in the room would be able to lock themselves from outside. You can now sit praying that he doesn't use more of his clever brain."

Bhumi squealed and kept her arm around my shoulder. "I see you are getting cleverer. What's the secret?"

"Roz din mein 4 badam."

I locked the door from outside and stood behind the door of the terrace. Radhika saw me and made a sign asking me if Krishna was near or not. I walked outside a little and peered from the holes. He had caught Arjun, Subhadra and Ranvit who were all standing on the courtyard, their faces coloured in shades of blue, pink and purple.

I quickly ran back to the terrace and walked near Radhika. "Look, he has caught Arjun, Subhadra and Ranvit and I have a feeling that he will come to the terrace now because he gas already found three people near the rooms." Dau was probably in the store room that was in the ground floor situated right beside the entrance of the house.

Radhika thought for a while and said, "You do a thing. Stay here with Bhumi and let me go down. If it's safe I will call you." She paused and added, "To be honest, this feels as if we are playing chorr police plus hide and seek plus holi."

A crash sounded near the stairs and both of us ran helter skelter. I could see Bhumi watching something on her phone while occasionally looking outside the window for Krishna. Radhika and I had run off to hide behind a large storage drum.

I heard Radhika exclaim, "No, not Dau here. Everyone is here only and it won't take less than ten seconds for Krishna to catch us all." She turned towards me and said, "I will go and tell Dau to go somewhere. You stay here. I don't want Krishna to catch you right now." She winked and dashed near the staircase.

I closed my eyes and wiped the beads of sweat that had gathered on my forehead. My ponytail was coming loose and began to stick to my neck, hence I tied it into a bun. A soft gust of wind blew by my face which made me sigh. The environment went still for a moment after which I heard a door open loudly.

Bhumi ran out of the room with Krishna who dumped a whole packet of purple gulaal on her. My sister laughed and took some of the gulaal from him and applied a tilak on his forehead and said, "Chalo koyi na. Happy Holi!"

I placed my palm over my mouth to prevent any sound escaping from me. Within a count of ten he even managed to find Radhika and Dau which meant that I was the last catch for him.

I am someone who takes stress during exams and here I was low key panicking over the prospect of being caught by Krishna.

Now that wouldn't be a bad thing, my readers, would it?

I made a dash near the small room and hid behind the wall and saw Dau, Radhika and Bhumi leave the terrace. As expected, Krishna had come near the storage drum. He thought that I would be there but his face fell when he found out no one was standing behind it. Soon, he turned out and I walked near the front of the door. The back window of the room let me see Krishna's position.

Krishna was about to walk to the front and I had mere seconds to cross the house and run down the stairs. I counted till three and ran near the terrace staircase when my wrist felt a firm yet gentle grip.

Shit!

"I was thinking that you would be the first one I would catch but you have surprised me yet again, Bhaishmi," Krishna's honeyed voice rang in my ears as he walked two steps towards me. I did not dare to turn around because his hand around my wrist was making me think very wrong things combined with my Bollywood heroine fantasy of being coloured head to toe in colours on Holi.

Come on, what were you expecting me to be? Did I surprise you, reader?

Krishna turned me around and walked me near to the wall. "Well, I am not going to dump a whole packet of gulaal on you like I did to others and I will surely not wrestle with you like Dau, so if you don't mind…." He smiled and arched his perfect eyebrow up and said, "Do I get to colour you?"

God, I wanted to kiss him badly but it would be improper. I was anyway blushing when he asked me so I nodded my head and smiled. "Why on earth would I refuse a handsome guy asking to colour me on Holi?"

Krishna's lips curled up even more beautifully hearing my praise. I had noticed that he hadn't let go of my hand nor was I that keen to free my hand.

Krishna swiped some of the dry colour with his fingers and placed the gulaal over my free hand. "Which song would you sing right now on the spot?"

"You don't have red gulaal with you now but nevertheless it would be," I brushed a stray curl that perfectly lay just above his eyes and sang, "Dekhun dekhun tujhko main hoke nihaal chhu lo kora mora kaanch sa tan," I held his fingertips near my cheek while he slowly rubbed the colour off his fingers on me, "Nain bhar kya rahe nihaar."

He brushed his fingers on my left cheek and directed his glance to the gulaal packet over my hand. "Mohe rang do laal?"

Giggling, I said, "More like mohe rang do nila? But yes, I will definitely rang you nila. My hands were shaking as I dipped my fingers into the blue gulaal and my fingers welcomed the warm sensation of Krishna's cheeks and we both stared into each other's eyes.

Krishna boldly took another step towards me and despite my heart thudding in half anticipation and slight nervousness, I welcomed him in. He took some more of the blue colour and applied them to my forehead while his lips neared my ear causing my breath to hitch, "You didn't ask me which song I would sing for you right now?"

"Then sing for me now."

"Naino ki dhaank le jaa, naino ki naiya," His finger traced a curve near my eyes. "Patwaar tu hai meri tu hi khewaiyaa." He then swiped his thumb hesitantly just below my lips and I shivered slightly under the warm sun that had enveloped both of us.

"Jaana hai paar tere tu hu bhanwar hai," We sang together while applying the gulaal to each other, our eyes never letting the other go away as we completed the last line.

"Pahunchegi paar kaise nazuk si naiya…. "

And silence... Not a stifling one where you are left wondering what to do or what to speak. Just some peaceful silence which embraces you comfortably in its grasp where you need no words nor any actions, where eyes are enough to do all the talking. I lazily moved my fingers through his soft curls coating the hair strands in blue. The sun's glare over his head caused his hair to glaze and the blue colour did a fantastic job of making his hair look even more good.

He entwined his fingers with mine, but took not a step further towards me. He stayed right in the middle, neither too close nor too far. His nimble fingers did a quick work over my hair bun, letting it fall down to its length.

"You look even more ethereal in open hair, do you know?" I heard him say.

If there was anyone who looked ethereal to me, it was none other than Krishna. He appeared as if Gods themselves sculpted him as their finest creation.

"Krishna, you do know this right that you don't need to flatter me to impress me?"

Pushing some of my hair behind my ear, he said, "I would never use flattery to impress you. My flute would be enough for that but what I said right now is the truth. You will never see yourself the way I see you, but to me you looked ethereal right from the moment I saw you on the train. Your eyes were darting around here and there when you came and met us after Ranvit and Bhumi and I found it really adorable. Then you channeled your inner Madhubala out and trust me I was floored by you. Your effect on me was so strong that when I played the flute for you that night, I saw you in my thoughts looking all radiant and bright like a star on a clear night. Your gentleness, your cute shy smile and your thoughts make me seek you out everywhere. It's more than a tiny crush and admiration for you Bhaishmi, and all of this is true." The intensity that swirled in his eyes as he uttered these sentences made me forget about breathing.

"I know we have met only a few days ago but I can't help it. It saddens me that all of this will end when we leave for home but I want you to know that whatever moments we have shared together and the moments which we still have to make in the next twenty four hours before you leave for your city, it will always have a special place in my heart." He smiled and rubbed his forehead. "This might sound cheesy but I am still going to say it. You own a special place in my heart and if our circumstances would have been different, I would have asked you out to be my girlfriend."

That 'would have' shattered a small part of my heart. But as rightfully said by some people, life is about adding the little moments of joy and colour, I at least had the chance to be with him for these many hours.

My throat burned slightly making me realize that I was about to cry, I gulped back my tears and tried to smile.

"And I would have said yes to you."

"These two are still up there?" I heard Dau's voice near the staircase and both of us moved apart.

*****

Later in the day we all went out and celebrated Holi with the locals. All of us took various photos with Bhumi and Subhadra being our chief photographers. I had consumed a lot of sweets and snacks thanks to Yashodhara kaki.

And then in the evening we sang songs and danced with each other. Amidst all this Krishna and I pretended that our conversation from the morning did not at all happen. Only after dinner when kaki asked us to check all our belongings the realization hit even more deeper that I was about to say bye to Krishna forever. I wanted time to slow down just for the both of us or maybe some miraculous episode of destiny's game to cancel my train.

Alas, this happens only in movies, not in real life. With a heavy heart, I went up to the terrace to stare at the moon. Everyone else had gone off to sleep. I had my share of talking to Radhika and Subhadra and I was sure that I would miss their presence back home. Both of them dozed off midway while narrating some childhood memory which made me smile.

Surprise, surprise! Krishna was up on the terrace too, but this time with his flute. His back was against the parapet and he bent his neck slightly back to state at the moon, his arms propped on the parapet.

The peacock chain that dangled from his flute was shining under the moonlight. With the gentle night breeze that blew, the metallic peacock hit the flute, making Krishna shift his focus away from the sun and turning his glance towards me.

Without exchanging any word I walked and stood near him while he placed the flute below his beautiful lips which welcomed a small smile. I nodded and he closed his eyes. With a soft exhale, he started the first string of notes on his flute. His fingers deftly moved on the instrument producing an ocean of tunes that reflected both of our emotions for each other.

When he played his flute for the first time on the train, I was all awake and entranced until the very end, but tonight, my eyes began to droop. The moon too had begun to change her colour from golden white to red, her size decreasing with each passing time and with each song, Krishna's flute played.

I looked at the disappearing moon and by the time she had disappeared, my eyes closed on their own in bliss. I could still hear a faint melody, but could no longer keep myself awake to appreciate his music a bit more. Some time later, I felt a hand on my head, gently patting my hair and that's when I welcomed sleep in the arms of a very special boy.

"Koi kash dil pe zara hath rakh de, mere dil ke tukdon ko ik sath rakh de. Magar yeh hai khwabon khayalon ki baatein, kabhi toot kar cheez koi judi hai… Lagi aaj sawan ki phir voh jhadi hai."

*****

*drum roll* This fic is alive...

Also special mention to: @jessbeinme15 because she made me sit and write this after I read all of her tags ten times or maybe more than that

Well tbh I don't know if this chapter is good or not because I haven't written this long in all these months *glares at neet* so a little feedback would be appreciated

And what do we think about the main couple???

We still have two more parts though. Chapter 5 and the Epilouge because samridhi loves to put a clear end on things.

Yeah so that's it. Hope you have a good day

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He had wanted to stay. Despite everything, he had wanted to just stay. He had known, of course, he would have to go. He had screamed the makings of this from the skies the very day his parents had gotten married. He had not only prophesied this but had woven it together himself. Every moment, every thread, every stone placed there by his hand. 

And yet.

He had wanted to dive into the currents of time and freeze them in place. Wanted it to change. For his plans to go wrong. 

Just so he could have one more moment in the warm, buttery sunlight of Vrindavan. 

He had wanted another lifetime of it, really. Had wanted to lay in his childhood crib and look up at his maiya and baba with the sun in their eyes. He had wanted to stay so that he didn’t have to see it melt from their eyes when they realized their son (because he will always be their son) would never be coming back.

He had wanted to go riding in the sunrise with the other gopas and gopis and let their cows graze on the banks of Jamuna while they skipped stones in the river and talked of everything and nothing. He had wanted to bask in their simple smiles and easy love all day long. 

And then, when night fell and the river grew too cold, he had wanted to return to his little home, life and warmth spilling out of it like light, his maiya’s loud chatter and his Dau’s quiet laughter filling his every crevice so that he could burst at the seams with joy and love. 

He had wanted to keep all the rough cotton, rougher hands and soft laughter in exchange for the fate of the universe. 

He had wanted to keep his Radha. Be where she was. Here. In their little world. Feel the stars in her eyes and listen to the bells in her laughter. Dance with her, sing with her. Bask in the kindness of her touch and feel the magic in her every fibre. Hold her hand, build a life with her.

He could see it so clearly. From waking up next to each other to going home together in the evenings. Their own little home on the Jamuna. Woven with flowers and music and laughter. Moulded with Radha’s beautiful hands and nurtured by their love. And kids. Little people who looked like them. He’d teach them to play the flute, and gili danda, show them to pick fruits off the highest tree, and steal makhan from under their mother’s nose. He could almost imagine Radhe's angry reprimands, and the smile she wouldn't be able to hold back. He could almost imagine growing old with her and keeping it all. 

And it was the loss of this life, the one he’d never get to live that had killed him.

He had raged, in these desperate moments, he had almost set the tapestry of his plans alight, had gone too far. For her, he would go further. But she had called him back. She had looked him in the eye with her particular brand of stubborn resolve and courage and led him to his destiny. Had watched him board the chariot that would take him away from her and still held firm in her support. And when tears formed in her eyes, he had given her his bansuri and said “Keep her for me until I return?”

And so he had gone. Because he was bound. He had become Vasudev Krishna and left Kanha behind in the hearts of those who loved him most. 

He had gone down the dusty path that led to Mathura, his uncle, and his parents. He had followed it to Dwarka and then to Kurukshetra. Eventually, he’ll follow it to Jara, the arrow in his foot and the end of his story.

But before that, he’ll take it to Vrindavan again. One last time. He’ll grant himself that. 

He’ll stand on the banks of time and follow a dust road where it ends, the other end, on a door, of a house, where she lives- his Radha. 

He’ll hesitate for a second and then knock on that rotten wood. He’ll watch with wonder and love and a heart so whole it might burst as she drops a pot of water in surprise and takes him in her arms as she always has. He will let her pull him in. 

He will commit her to memory once again. All the little changes. And the big ones. The things that have not changed. Never will. He will etch her onto his mind. He’ll let himself feel the stars in her eyes, the bells in her laughter, and the magic in her every fibre again.

He’ll let her and the people he has loved in this life become his salvation in their immense divinity as he lays down to wait for the arrow. 

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Key Advantages of Delhi to Agra Cab Booking

Comfort and Privacy: You get a private space to relax and enjoy the scenic drive.

Door-to-Door Service: Unlike public transport, cabs pick you up from your location and drop you directly at your destination.

Custom Stops: Want to visit a local attraction on the way? With a cab, you can stop anytime you want.

Safe and Reliable: Reputable Delhi to Agra cab booking services prioritize safety, offering clean, well-maintained vehicles with experienced drivers.

Popular Stopovers on the Way to Agra

When you opt for a Delhi to Agra cab booking, you have the freedom to explore some hidden gems along the route. Here are a few popular stopovers:

Sikandra: The resting place of Emperor Akbar, this magnificent mausoleum is located just outside Agra.

Mathura and Vrindavan: For those interested in spirituality, a quick detour to these towns offers a glimpse into the birthplace of Lord Krishna.

Fatehpur Sikri: An ancient city built by Emperor Akbar, this UNESCO World Heritage site is a must-visit on the way to Agra.

Best Time to Travel from Delhi to Agra

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Whether you're planning a weekend getaway or a same-day return trip, Delhi to Agra cab booking is the perfect solution for hassle-free travel. Affordable, comfortable, and convenient, booking a cab gives you the flexibility to enjoy your trip to the fullest. Plan ahead, choose a reliable service, and you’re all set for an unforgettable journey from Delhi to Agra!

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Delhi to Mathura trip by car

Thinking about a Delhi to Mathura trip? Renting car on rent makes your journey simple and fun. You can drive the 180 km in about 3 to 4 hours, and having a car gives you the chance to take breaks when you want. You can check out holy places like Vrindavan, the peaceful ISKCON Temple, or the old Krishna Janmabhoomi as you please.

You don't have to bother with bus times or packed trains—just take it easy and have a good time on the road. There are so many Car Rental in Delhi, so you can choose any of them and have a trip without any hassle.

The biggest advantage is it gives you freedom to explore the place in your own way, no need to hurry for buses or handle packed stations. And if you wish to explore more than you can take a trip Agra or Fatehpur Sikri.

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How can I plan a spiritual tour across Uttar Pradesh's famous temples?

Planning a spiritual tour across Tourism in Uttar Pradesh, a state steeped in religious history and home to some of India's most revered temples, offers a unique journey through the heart of Indian spirituality. Here’s a guide to help you organize a comprehensive and fulfilling spiritual tour across this culturally rich state.

 Step 1: Identify Key Destinations

Tourism in Uttar Pradesh hosts several significant spiritual sites that attract pilgrims and tourists from all over the world. Key destinations include:

- Varanasi: Home to the sacred Kashi Vishwanath Temple, this city is one of Hinduism's seven holy cities.

- Allahabad (Prayagraj): Known for the Triveni Sangam, the meeting point of three rivers, and site of the Kumbh Mela.

- Ayodhya: The birthplace of Lord Ram and site of the upcoming grand Ram Temple.

- Mathura and Vrindavan: These twin cities are known for their numerous temples dedicated to Lord Krishna.

- Lucknow: While known for its historical significance, it also offers spiritual sites like the Chandrika Devi Temple.

- Sarnath: Near Varanasi, where Buddha first taught the Dharma after his enlightenment.

 Step 2: Plan Your Itinerary Tourism in Uttar Pradesh

An effective itinerary balances travel time with site visits. Here’s a suggested route:

- Day 1-3: Varanasi (Kashi Vishwanath, Sankat Mochan Hanuman Temple, and a day trip to Sarnath)

- Day 4-5: Allahabad (Prayagraj) for the Triveni Sangam and other temples.

- Day 6-7: Ayodhya, exploring the Ram Janmabhoomi site and other temples.

- Day 8-10: Mathura and Vrindavan, visiting temples like the Banke Bihari Temple and Prem Mandir.

- Day 11: Lucknow for a visit to Chandrika Devi Temple and exploring local culture.

 Step 3: Transportation

Tourism in Uttar Pradesh is well-connected by road, rail, and air:

- Rail: A convenient and economical option, as most major cities in Tourism in Uttar Pradesh  are well-connected by train.

- Road: Hiring a car or using buses can be flexible and allows you to explore at your own pace.

- Air: Major cities like Varanasi and Lucknow have airports with good connectivity.

 Step 4: Accommodations

Book hotels or guesthouses near the temple areas to stay close to the spiritual sites. Many temples offer their own accommodations, which can also be a spiritually immersive experience.

 Step 5: Local Guides and Tours

Consider hiring local guides or joining organized tours for in-depth historical and spiritual insights at each location. They can also help navigate the often crowded temple sites more efficiently.

 Step 6: Respect Local Customs

Each temple has its own set of rules and customs:

- Dress modestly and be prepared to remove shoes when entering temple premises.

- Photography may be restricted in sacred areas.

- Participate in rituals and offerings with respect.

 Step 7: Travel Essentials

- Carry light snacks and water.

- Be prepared for weather conditions—summers can be very hot.

- Keep local contacts and emergency numbers handy.

- Ensure you have cash, as many smaller temples and local vendors do not accept cards.

 Conclusion:

A spiritual tour in Tourism in Uttar Pradesh is not just a journey through the state's temples but a deep dive into the heart of India’s religious tradition and cultural heritage. By planning carefully, respecting local customs, and engaging with the history and significance of each site, you can ensure a fulfilling and enriching experience.

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Chaand chuppa badal mein...

Krishna and Bhaishmi are back. Enjoyyyyyy

Krishna and I have regularly stayed in touch with each other after the train took me away from him and the serene temple towns of Mathura and Vrindavan. We talk a lot on text and sometimes on call in the late hours of the night. I have to quietly sneak out to the balcony. If I am lucky, I get to go to the terrace without waking my parents up. If I am luckier, our schedules match our free time in the evening, and I get to call him in the quiet hours of the evening.

I chose humanities. Ranvit and Bhumi had to pursue science even though Ranvit likes art more. Bhumi was indecisive about what subjects to learn, but she fares well enough in science and mathematics than her brother and me, so she decided to go for the science stream.

Ranvit has to struggle a lot in physics and math though. He takes out his stress through painting and reading about Indian art. One thing I am happy about him is that he did not let go of his art, nor did my uncle and aunt force him to abandon his hobbies. Their condition: “Pursue science. Get admission into a decent engineering college and then keep doing whatever hobby makes you happy. But science and engineering.”

As for me, class ten mathematics had given me enough nightmares. I did well in science, but I had no interest in pursuing it in more detail for the next two years. Those monkey problems from Ranvit’s physics book and large derivations on Bhumi’s notebook had me in shivers. Maasi supports me choosing humanities though, but would never want her children to pursue anything apart from science.

Ranvit and I are in class twelve now. We have our boards and entrance exams next year. Bhumi is new to class eleven but she is able to handle her subjects well enough, better than Ranvit though.

“Busy looking at the moon…?” Krishna’s honeyed voice draws my attention from the golden full moon beaming right back at me. I breathe deeply and sigh. A sheepish smile forms on my lips, and I place my phone on my left ear. “Uh... sorry, but you are right. How did you figure out?”

I can hear his smile through the breath that escapes his lips on the phone call. He is outside too — perhaps staring at the same moon with me.

“I have a golden moon dangling down the dark sky too, but there is somebody else who is ethereal than the moon whom I would like to see, but my fate doesn’t support that.” He sighs. It is a dramatic one. “Guess, I will have to make do with this golden ball of light.”

My cheeks warm and I smile. It is actually a full-fledged grin with my eyes imagining how he would look saying all that in front of me.

I can easily picture a charming lazy smile and a hand moving through his soft wavy locks while he leans closer to me and tucks my hair behind my ear.

A realization strikes me as my eyes glance at the gleaming moon once again. I am badly whipped for this guy.

“Bhaishmi?” I hear him question.

“Yes. I am here only. Am I audible?”

“Did I get you flustered?”

“Shut up.”

“Yay!”

“You are an idiot.”

“Only for you.”

We don’t say anything for a minute. I can hear him breathing. It is a faint sound, though. I like this comfortable silence. I do not feel restless to hold a conversation forcibly.

Krishna’s voice from the other side enters my ear. “I composed a new tune.” He pauses for a brief second before continuing. “I would like you to hear it.”

My heart picks its pace. It has been a while since I have heard him play flute to me. The last time it happened, we were on the terrace at Yashodhara’s house before we left for our separate ways.

“I would love to.”

“Wow. Cool. I will quickly fetch it. By the way,” I hear a tone of hesitancy in his voice, “are you okay if I play it to you on video call?”

I slap my palm over my lips to contain my excited laughter. Breathing in deeply, I nod and reply, “Yes. I am alone at my society’s terrace.”

“Okay!” He drags ‘okay’ with happiness for ten seconds and disconnects the voice call.

A minute later, my screen lights up with a pretty aesthetic profile photo of Krishna. I slide the green call sign upwards and receive the call.

An excited Krishna waves at me before placing the phone on his table. It is 11.30 PM and he looks as fresh as a lily flower, with a good outfit on top. A cream polo shirt with half sleeves that proudly boasted his toned arms and dark blue trousers.

I fan my face, pretending that I am adjusting my loose hair from my ponytail. After all, he can’t make out that I am fanning invisible hair strands around my face.

He sits on his chair and pushes himself along with the chair slightly backwards to place himself and his flute in the frame, his flute placed near his lips, a place I had been to a year before. The fateful kiss on the evening of Holi seared through my memory, and I blinked hard to bring my focus back on Krishna.

“Ready?” He asks.

I nod quietly while hiding my blush at witnessing the handsome sight in front of me.

He begins by playing a single note that sounds meditative to me. It is a slow but soothing beginning. I can imagine the moon and the cool breeze blowing around me. A few more slow music tunes flow through his flute, and I observe his face.

Krishna always appears so serene while playing the flute. He is at peace. Each of his facial muscles lie in a relaxed state except the slight curl of his lip. It appears like a soft subtle knowing smile, like that of a talented artist well aware of his craft and the hold he has over his cherished audience.

This time he plays a slow melody, as if taking time to express each emotion through every note. The rise and fall in volume and scale expresses a story of its own. It is hypnotizing.

There is yearning, loads of it. The tunes tug at my heart, as if calling my name. Krishna gently sways. It is a graceful motion. Well, Krishna is perfection incarnate. He is a natural performer.

My eyes close on their own. I can see myself dancing in my head to his music. I once dreamt that I was dancing to his music, only for him, for his eyes to see me and my art, just like he played the flute to me those two nights, only for me.

The yearning melody transforms to a slightly fun tune, as if teasing a beloved to proclaim their love, until it begins expressing bashfulness and devotion. God, he was truly a talented artist. He ought to be on bigger stage shows than post some one minute videos on Instagram and play his genius tunes for my ears to listen.

At one point, the music peaks. I feel my eyes moisten and my heart full with nostalgia, yearning and may I add this secretly: Love. A very tender love blooming like a lotus in the early hours of the morning when its warm golden rays caress its petals, coaxing it awake very gently.

It ends and my eyes fly open. I smile — this time not out of shyness, but of genuine admiration. I wonder if he can see my glazed eyes.

“Oh my, are you crying?”

I shrug my shoulders and blink those tears away. “Have I told you that your music is very moving? It easily makes someone too attached to it. It is like a spell.”

This time Krishna smiles shyly and scratches the back of his head. “Glad you liked it.”

Liked? The word loved too would be an understatement. I don’t say that out loud though. I answer with one of my pretty smiles.

Krishna twirls the flute around his fingers when I see him lean closer towards the screen, his eyebrows furrowed as if trying to focus on something. “Are you wearing my peacock chain?”

I pick the pecock pendant around my neck. “Yes, I keep it around my neck most of the time.”

“So, you still wear it every day.”

I nod with a hum and fiddle with the pendant. It used to be a part of Krishna’s beloved flute until he decided that it would better suit as a parting gift for a girl he met on a train than a beautiful adornment for his musical companion.

His eyes go thoughtful instead of the slightly smug playful expression he bears to mess with my heart with his relentless flirty lines. Krishna’s lips curl beautifully upwards. He is smiling to himself and I don’t question him why.

I know the answer to it.

He brings himself near to his phone. I can see more of his pretty face with more clarity. “The gods did hear my prayer after a long time. I got to see my girl prettier than the moon.”

Rolling my eyes, I reply, “Your flattery continues even though it is past midnight.” Secretly, I preen when I hear him say ‘my girl.’

I am a simple girl. I hear a sweet and charming guy call me as his; I melt into a puddle.

“Flattery for you, sweetheart. For me, it is the truth.”

And like that, my friends, I go quiet except the thudding heart inside my chest.

“So, how are you up this late, Bhaishmi,” He asks, tilting his head. “Your mother makes you sleep by this time.”

Shifting my phone towards my other hand, I flex my right hand a little to ease the stiffness in my wrist and answer, “My parents are out of town. They are visiting a relative’s wedding and will be back a day after tomorrow.”

Krishna’s dark eyes widen in surprise. “So, you are home alone for two whole days.”

Mustering up some courage, I add, “And two whole nights.”

He places his cheek on his palm. He looks like a lovesick fool, a very adorable one at that as he asks, “So, no interruption for two whole nights?”

“Nope.”

He hoots loudly before looking alarmingly at the door. Turning back towards me, he says softly, “Head back to your room then Bhaishmi. You are alone and you must not linger around late at night, especially on a dark terrace.”

I get up from my spot and walk towards the door. My hand accidentally hits the steel door. It creaks in an eerie tone, making the both of us jump.

I jog down the stairs with light feet as images of terrifying ghosts chasing me fill my head, and rush inside my warm cozy room.

“Did you lock the door properly?” Krishna asks.

I nod while curling myself in my cozy pink coloured blanket. My eyes close at the comfort surrounding me followed by the urge to fall asleep right away thanks to the mental exhaustion of being up late at nights for studies and projects for my school.

“Should we do a virtual sleepover thingy? You are sleepy.” Krishna points out.

I laugh and lay my head on my fluffy pillow. “I don’t have enough data pack for that.”

Krishna walks to his bed and covers himself with his blanket. His voice goes soft. He should sing me some lullabies, and I would fall asleep like a baby.

“Go to sleep, Bhaishmi. Try visiting me in my dreams.” He says with a teasing grin.

I smile in content instead of blushing hard. His face and his beautiful eyes are the last thing I see before my call screen changes to my lock screen wallpaper.

A ping awakens my tired eyes. My screen lights up.

“Goodnight Bhaishmi❤️. Sweet dreams.” There is a heart emoji beside my name. It is a red heart this time.

I wonder if he accidentally sent the red heart, since we generally stick to pink and blue ones.

Another ping.

“I will try to visit you in your dreams ;)” He adds a winking emoticon and a laughing emoji.

I grin and press my palm to my forehead before sending a text.

‘Goodnight Krishna 🩷🩷’

I don’t mention the part where I tell him that he has been in my dreams quite often.

--xxx---

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Nestled in the heart of Uttar Pradesh, Vrindavan is a place that resonates with spiritual significance, rich history, and vibrant culture. Known as the land where Lord Krishna spent his childhood, Vrindavan is a sanctuary for pilgrims and tourists alike, offering a serene escape from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. For those with limited time, a One Day Trip to Vrindavan can still capture the essence of this sacred town, providing a fulfilling experience that blends spirituality, history, and culture.

Morning: Arrival and Temple Tour

Begin your journey early in the morning to make the most of your day. If you're traveling from Delhi, Vrindavan is about 150 kilometers away, making it a comfortable 2.5 to 3-hour drive. The town is easily accessible by road, and for those preferring public transport, frequent buses and trains are available from major cities.

Upon arrival, start your day with a visit to the Banke Bihari Temple, one of the most revered temples in Vrindavan. The temple is dedicated to Lord Krishna, and the idol of Banke Bihari is believed to be self-manifested. The atmosphere here is charged with devotion, and the intricate architecture of the temple is a sight to behold. Remember to check the temple timings in advance, as the doors close for darshan at specific intervals.

Next, make your way to the Prem Mandir, a relatively new but immensely popular temple known for its stunning architecture and beautifully landscaped gardens. The temple is adorned with intricate carvings depicting scenes from Lord Krishna’s life, and the evening light and sound show is a mesmerizing experience if you plan to stay until dusk.

Late Morning: Explore the Ghats and Sacred Sites

After visiting the temples, head towards the ghats of Vrindavan, where the sacred Yamuna River flows. The Keshi Ghat is particularly famous for its serene beauty and historical significance. According to legend, this is where Lord Krishna killed the demon Keshi, who had taken the form of a horse. The ghat is a perfect spot for a peaceful boat ride, offering a unique perspective of the temples and shrines along the riverbank.

Nearby, you’ll find the Govind Dev Temple, a grand red sandstone structure built in the 16th century. Though partially destroyed by Aurangzeb, the temple remains an architectural marvel with its towering columns and expansive halls. It’s a place where history whispers through every brick, offering a glimpse into the grandeur of Vrindavan’s past.

Afternoon: Lunch and Shopping

Vrindavan is not just about temples and ghats; it’s also a haven for food lovers. For lunch, indulge in some local vegetarian delicacies. Many eateries offer traditional North Indian thalis, complete with fresh chapatis, dal, sabzi, and sweets like peda and rabri. If you’re looking for something light, try the famous Vrindavan kachori with aloo sabzi, a spicy and flavorful snack that is a local favorite.

After lunch, take a stroll through the local markets. Vrindavan’s bazaars are vibrant and full of life, offering a variety of items ranging from religious souvenirs to handmade jewelry, traditional clothes, and incense. Don’t forget to pick up some Vrindavan’s famous Mathura pedas, a sweet treat that is popular among pilgrims.

Late Afternoon: Visit the Iskcon Temple and Rangaji Temple

In the late afternoon, visit the ISKCON Temple, also known as the Sri Krishna-Balaram Mandir. This temple is a spiritual oasis for devotees of Lord Krishna and is known for its serene ambiance and the beautiful deities of Krishna and Balaram. The temple complex also houses a guesthouse, restaurant, and bookstore, making it a perfect place for those interested in learning more about Krishna consciousness.

Next, head to the Rangaji Temple, a unique South Indian-style temple dedicated to Lord Ranganatha, an incarnation of Lord Vishnu. The temple is famous for its 50-foot-high gold-plated Dwajastambha (flagstaff) and the annual Brahmotsavam festival, which attracts thousands of devotees. The temple’s serene environment and lush gardens make it a peaceful retreat in the heart of Vrindavan.

Evening: Parikrama and Departure

As the day comes to a close, participate in the Vrindavan Parikrama, a traditional circumambulation of the holy town. The Parikrama path is about 11 kilometers long and takes you through various temples, ghats, and ashrams. While the complete Parikrama can take several hours, even a short walk along the path is a spiritually enriching experience.

Before departing, take a moment to sit by the Yamuna River and soak in the tranquil atmosphere of Vrindavan. The setting sun casts a golden glow over the town, and the sound of temple bells and devotional songs fills the air, creating a serene and contemplative ambiance.

Conclusion

A One Day Trip to Vrindavan is a journey that touches the soul, offering a blend of spirituality, history, and culture that leaves a lasting impression. Whether you’re a devotee or a traveler seeking to explore the spiritual heart of India, Vrindavan offers a unique experience that is both enriching and unforgettable. As you leave the town, you carry with you not just memories of beautiful temples and sacred sites, but a sense of peace and a deeper connection to the divine.

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Ambala: Just a short drive from Chandigarh, Ambala is known for its historical significance and bustling markets. It’s a great place to take a brief stop and explore.

Karnal: Often referred to as the “Rice Bowl of India,” Karnal is surrounded by lush paddy fields. A stop here can provide a glimpse into the agricultural richness of the region.

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Comfort and Safety with Green Cabs

Green Cabs prioritizes your comfort and safety throughout the journey. Here are some features that set Green Cabs apart:

Sanitized Vehicles: Cleanliness and hygiene are top priorities, ensuring a safe travel environment.

Experienced Drivers: Green Cabs’ drivers are professional, well-trained, and familiar with long-distance routes.

24/7 Support: With round-the-clock customer support, you can travel with peace of mind knowing assistance is always available.

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Chandigarh To Vrindavan Taxi Service