Sleet of Emotional Quivers on RadhaKrishn Eternal Love CC # 7 - Page 104

Originally posted by: stormborn

What ? What is it with blue ? Blue so that they can differentiate colour from blood ? 😳

Well their login is blue encompasses all other colors and that is why the sea plus cloud is blue. So blue my girl is Krishna's fav color too

Originally posted by: RainFire125

Well their login is blue encompasses all other colors and that is why the sea plus cloud is blue. So blue my girl is Krishna's fav color too

I thought yellow was Sakha's favorite color.😆

Originally posted by: Krishnpriya

I thought yellow was Sakha's favorite color.😆

Blue is Sakha's color and Sakhi's Saree's color. No?

Nabajaladhar varna we say.

Originally posted by: RainFire125

Well their login is blue encompasses all other colors and that is why the sea plus cloud is blue. So blue my girl is Krishna's fav color too

I have to detox yesterday's episode by rewatching last year's holi

Originally posted by: proteeti

Rukmini

A strong gale shook the temple gates, as the princess of Vidarbha took feeble steps outside the stone complex. She felt faint by the step. That is it. Today will be my last on this earth, she said to herself. Trembling at the knees,she descended the cold stairs, supported by her maids. A thick haze had enveloped her. Or was it just a mirror to her future? She couldn’t tell anymore. She looked around at the flowers adorning the temple walls and the steps. Though soft, they felt like thorns to her feet. Head bowed, to hide the overwhelming tears,she stepped under the intricately carved gate. The stone maidens embroiled in passionate embraces seemed to mock her. The stone-carved heroes were laughing at her. Of course! You deserve this derision, fool! You thought he, the king of all kings, the leader of the new world would come for you? How stupid you are!And why should he? Who are you but a simple maiden? You did not even have courage to accept your love for him in front of your family! You do not deserve him in any way!

“Are you feeling alright, Kumari?” Startled, Rukmini stared. Apparently, she had collapsed under the gate. All of her maids surrounded her with fans and glasses of water. ”Kumari, should we send a message to the Yuvaraj? He can come and pick you up?” “NO! Do not call my brother!” Rukmini steadied herself. “I’m alright.Thank you!”

Rukmini trudged but a few steps when the world before her swayed again. Through the swirl of fog and dust, she saw a pair of lotus eyes staring at her, strong hands clasped around her waist. Can this be him? Then she heard a honey-sweet baritone,“You haven’t had anything to eat. Have you, my dear?” She could barely nod. She had in fact refused to eat anything from the morning. “Okay, so I am Krishna.You sent me a message through Sridama, remember? You wanted me to abduct you from here?”

Her vision was beginning to clear up. She nodded weakly at the peacock feathered smile. “Well,then you’d rather hop on and sit tight because I am going to speed!” With a sleek motion, he swirled her up on the golden chariot and leaped unto the driver’s seat. He waved at an awestruck man ogling at them. “Hey Shishupal! Remember me?Lost a couple of arms on my watch, now, didn’t you?” Shishupal’s expression changed from a surprise to furious and finally a blur.

For some distance they traveled in silence. The wheezing of the wind, whirring of the chariot wheels and the clucking of the horses’ hoofs all clicked harmoniously. Rukmini stared at her abductor’s crown. The peacock feathers flapped in the air, while curly locks got increasingly entangled. Rukmini couldn’t still process all that had happened. Am I truly free? No matter how hard she tried, she could not shake up that eerie feeling. Then there was a clucking of hoofs that drew menacingly close. Her heart sank again as the familiar voice grew louder and louder spitting out slurs in each breath. “That your brother huh?” “Yes.” Rukmini mumbled. “I’m sorry.” With a loud screech their chariot came to a stop. The horses neighed angrily. Krishna turned; his face was grim now. “What did you say?” He asked. His face seemed to be burning with a growing rage. Rukmini gulped, “I-I’m sorry.”

“I heard. Now,you listen and you listen clearly. Never ever DARE apologize to me again. Now let’s go teach your brother some manners, shall we?” Rukmini followed him quietly. Her brother, Yuvaraj Rukmi was already loading his bow. Letting out a little scream, Rukmini took a few steps back. To her horror, Krishna had also drawn a long sword. For the better part of an hour, she watched horrified as Rukmi and Krishna fought back and forth, their anger growing by the second. I did not want this! She watched her brother slowly losing the hack of the duel, while a huge army led by a man wielding a golden mace. It was definitely his brother, Balarama. She turned just in time to see her brother on his knees held by his hair, Krishna shivering in rage, the famed Sudarshana chakra in his hand. In a jiff, she found herself clutching at his feet, sobbing and begging for her brother’s life.

Immediately Krishna let go of him and knelt beside her. Wiping her tears, he said, “It’s okay Rukmini dear, I will let him live. Please calm down. I just want to extract a revenge from him for insulting you that’s it.” Rukmini’s throat had gone dry.She just kept pressing his hands pleading through her eyes. “Okay, since this is your wish, I will let him live, but he cannot go scot-free.” He continued with a smile, “And as his newfound brother-in-law, don’t you think I should educate him about the consequences of his wrongdoings? I feel it as my right.” Rukmini looked on as Krishna approached the now tightly-bound Rukmi, grinning ear-to-ear. “So,Mr. Brother-in-Law, let’s now apologize to your sister now?” Wincing, Rukmi let out an angry murmur of apology. “Okay, and don’t you think that hairstyle is a bit outdated? Since you obviously are not a very valiant young man, between bullying your little sister and hiding behind Jarasandha and his cronies, I think you may need to give up some of that beautiful hair now.” Rukmini watched in incredulity as with a fluid motion of an arrow, Krishna shaved half of Rukmi’s head and mustache.

Chuckling loudly, Balarama opened Rukmi’s bondage, and shooed him off on his half-broken chariot. Rukmini felt a warm hard across her shoulder. Finally, she managed asmile. While they bent down to seek Balarama’s blessings, he laughed and said to her, “Vaidarbhi, here’s something that might give you some hope. Your husband is not always Sudarshana-angry. Mostly he’s just this-lock-of-hair-level angry. I don’t know if it would help, but I am usually the angrier one in the scene.” Krishna chuckled back at him, “Now, Dau. If I could have some privacy with my WIFE?”

“Yes sure!Have me drive out a hundred miles in the middle of the night, fight a hell of a battle and then demand privacy with your, may I mention, not-as-yet wife?! You,mister, will board your chariot right now stop no farther than Grandpa’s palace.And you sister will keep him in check, because the next time he disturbs my sleep, I break his neck.”

Grinning sheepishly, Krishna helped Rukmini onto his chariot, and his time sat down beside her, an arm around her neck. Rukmini blushed bright red, “Well at least I know not to apologize anymore!” She hid her face at the crook of his neck while Balarama reached out and pulled down their privacy curtain as the chariot rolled forward.

How about this? 😳

My heart my heart my heart. Oh dear dear how beautifully you have penned this romantic saga down. The same old tale received a refined resuscitation through your impeccable narration. I couldn't refrain myself from visualizing the whimsical turn of events. You literally weaved magic with your words. This Manmohana is irresistibly handsome and dare i say hot ! Rukmini is her usual serene self like a newborn lotus bud;pure and untouched. Our debonair Manmohana rescuing his coy darling in his heroic style was a surreal treat. The way you added substance to Balraam Dau was praiseworthy. It was so refreshing and emotional to read this after watching RK show's depiction of the divine entity. You even put Rukmi in a sensible light unlike this show's joker. I'm still drooling over this Krishna. Thank you for this surreal depiction of Vaidharbhi Madhav. You are such a profound writer at such a young age sweet Pro. Please write next parts from his wives' perspectives. I'm looking forward to reading Kalindi and Mitravinda's parts. Both of them must have a fascination for Krishna. Please pen those parts down. Do take your time though. No hurry. Thank you again for giving our aching souls this soothing amelioration. Hugs Hugs Hugs.

Originally posted by: vyapti

Blue is Sakha's color and Sakhi's Saree's color. No?

Nabajaladhar varna we say.

There are debates regarding Sakha's complexion whether he was dark blue or dark like the clouds. Ghanshyaam is his another name right ? I have never noticed Sakhi's saree ka color. Sakha traditionally wears pitambar so i formed that thought.😳

Originally posted by: stormborn

I have to detox yesterday's episode by rewatching last year's holi

A much needed detox my dear. Actually this year's Holi too would have been a surreal one if CVs had taken some pause and thought about the storyline. They crammed too many tracks and stretched this mani saga for too long. Rukmi Jarasandh track was totally unnecessary. They could have first sorted out Krishnvati and Kritya marriage. Rukmini jealousy track would have been handled pretty well without Radha's involvement. Then Krishna could have played Holi with all four of them without this second hand battle drama going on in the background. It would have been beautiful to see him full of love and admiration for his wives and of course his gf. Sigh !!😔

Originally posted by: Krishnpriya

There are debates regarding Sakha's complexion whether he was dark blue or dark like the clouds. Ghanshyaam is his another name right ? I have never noticed Sakhi's saree ka color. Sakha traditionally wears pitambar so i formed that thought.😳

In bengali songs Sakhi wears neel saree.

Krishna the historical figure must be dark complexioned.

Dark blue or Dark like the clouds are both colors of depth no?

Originally posted by: Krishnpriya

Beneath the smile of this vivacious lass,

Beneath the sorrow of her prepossessing sass,

Beneath the chaos of her mundane life,

Beneath the comforts of her comforting grief,

Beneath the sparks of her sanguine vision,

Beneath the quirks of her sarcastic anticipation,

Beneath the fight of her overdue emancipation,

Beneath the light of her sturdy determination,

Beneath the skin of this fierce enchantress,

Beneath the skull of her divine excellence,

Lies a soul full of compassion, kindness and abundant love.

Dear Goddess enwrapped in humanly flesh,

Set the censorious shackles on fire,

And conquer the vast sky full of arising hopes,

For you are not meant to be confined in a room filled with stereotypes,

Take this leap of faith,

Spread your wings,

Take this flight of pursuit,

Like the dainty yet fiesty Dove.

Happy women's day dearies. 🤗

Let's build each other,

One psyche at a time.

Let's heal each other,

One heart at a time.

Let's hold each other,

One hand at a time.

Let's lift each other,

One spirit at a time.

Let's sing together,

Our mettlesome rhyme.

Wow! This is so so beautiful! Such a lovely reminder to ourselves! <3

Originally posted by: vyapti

https://youtu.be/TUjMuq99sf0

Answer of your first question.

Uff uff uff dear this is pure magic. Radha longing for her Mohan.❤️ I'm falling short of words to plaise this padavali. I got all my answers. You aptly brought this padavali to life in your artwork my dear.👏

Sakhi ki puchasi anubhaba moy

Soi piriti anurag bakhanite

Tile tile nutan hoy.

Janama avadhi ham rupa niharil

Nayan na tirapit bhel

Seho madhu bol srabanahi sunal

Shruti path paras na gel.

❤️