Nauka Charitam ( Team Kishan Kanyas ) - No chats. - Page 2

Hasya rasa :

The Gopikas thrust the boat away from the viridescent meadows and into the silvery waters.

As little Krishna offers his assistance, the Gopikas' moonlit faces radiate with ivory chuckles.

Their laughter tinkles like silver bells teasing Krishna's youthful mischief, his strength yet to bloom.

They further call him Makhan-chor, reminiscing his creamy mouth laden with freshly churned stolen butter.

Bashful lad Krishna, spiritedly reminds them of his genuine protection during Kalindi and Govardhana incidents.

The Gopikas scoff, their laughter light, dismissing his might with playful jests and knowing smiles.

Raudra rasa :

Krishna’s wrath ignites, a scarlet blaze, burning like dusk, wild as a fiery storm’s fury.

But too busy with their teasing giggles, none notice the tranquil waves beginning to froth.

With eyes burning red like dawn’s fierce fire, Krishna rises—storm-clad, ready to humble their pride.

Bibhatsa rasa :

Inky clouds obscure the moon, enveloping the azure horizon in a cape of gloomy despair.