The cave was cold and bleak with the indomitable reign of icecaps and frozen brook there was no trace of light yet the place had hope like none in the world for under the permanent frost there meditated the very guardian of every living organism on earth the Mahadev no coldness could effect his deep meditation for he was above warmth and coldness above the binaries that divided and dictated human emotions and reasoning...however deeply buried inside him was a part that had crossed the boundary and entered into the human realm of pain, anxiety, separation, angst and yearning for someone special...that part made an escape from the future Amarnath and wondered through valleys and mountains, deep oceans until he reached the place where she always listened to his call...the place ruled by rhododendrons white and red, cherry blossoms pink and peach, magnolia purely white and the brook that always rushed through them his divine smile lit up the whole forest the Sun had just sank pouring it's last rays thickly over the hills like the sweet honey...he reached for his Damaru but unnoticed by him it was not tied to his Trishul...he detested the cuckoo whose song of the Sculptor and the princess again echoed through the forest, his heart sank in agony first the Veena now the Damaru will she never come to me? His mind rushed with these questions till he heard the soft laugh which could make his divine pulse racing anytime! "She has found your damaru Trikaldarshi and hope she keeps it with herself atleast i don't have to come to you" she called out mischievously. He shot back the most frightening look only to meet those sensual doe eyes "She won't" he played along, "she might be four but am sure she is more mature then someone i know quite well" he teased her "someone whom i wait for from dawn to dusk...someone who is me and i am her".