A Smiling Tear
Radha was singing a song with her velvet voice mesmerizing even solemnity! Krishna embellished the tune with his flute accompaniment! Happiness found its existence there and rooted itself to give a new meaning to romance!
Radha was singing '' whose manifestation is this love, Krishna? Maybe the splendor itself casts a veil on us by its brilliance or is it the love that intentionally drops the veil to hide us from human glares ?? This eternal love is like a fire over which no one has any control! What a strange feeling! We tried our best to keep our meeting a secret, it has been exposed to the world because of the Sun and the light, God knows what has happened, please someone call the moon and order the Sun to sleep for a while! See ...He is touching the shyness of this innocent maiden, I swear by God that I have lost my heart! I feel that I should lose everything in the name of love! I know Krishna, you'll leave me within no time, the sorrow of myriad hopes and dreams that have crashed and burnt will tell you a million tales. I cannot stop you, watch you sorrowfully when you leave me behind, as all my hopes lie in shambles around me!
You are privileged to fill my canvas of life with the color of love and fondness Krishna! Your rainbow of love belongs to me, only to me! Please ...Paint the color of a kiss on my coral lips or on my curves which fill my eyes with a color of shyness.. and now show me the real color of a cuddle!!
Though you are as high as the dark cloud and I'm a dancing peacock on the ground, we are one when I dance and you come down like rain! "--
The stillness was dancing there beautifully with the whisper of that river's ripples in that winter's biting cool breeze in that late morning on the bank of River Yamuna! The swaying smiles of flowers in the nearby garden echoed ecstasy, pointing to the agony of longing in love with a mystical look! In order to possess what you do not possess, longing will feign the heart. Beneath the bleeding heart, she felt the sharp compassion of the healer's art, resolving the enigma of love and longing!
She stood there in the eye of the storm, so she was bearing the brunt, and hurting herself in that longing and pain, faced the impact and collapsed there as a lone floral creeper! "
Suddenly she heard the loud laughter of the other girls at that bathing Ghat! Ohh ... is this a dream! Where is my Krishna? She questioned Vishnu Vandana! Radha looked around and suddenly saw ...