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THE MUSIC THAT BINDS US
"No child,
that is not the correct tune", said Satyabhama as she helped a little girl with
her veena. After the girl corrected herself and started playing the melodious
tune Satyabhama closed her eyes and listened to the music as if she didn't know
that there existed a world around her. Standing from a distance, her husband,
the lord of universe, watched her with a smile. Satyabhama loved music and this was known by everyone, some
said the reason behind it was that she had a melodious voice herself, the
others said that it was because she was excellent at playing musical
instruments but no one but her husband knew what was the real reason for this
passion of hers. She found an inner peace in music, she found happiness in
music, she found herself in music and lastly she found him in music. Some
people tried to search him in statues, some in prayers and she in music, it
might sound weird to some people but not to him because he knew and understood
her, she always tried to find the things which was destroyed or questioned by
this chaotic world in a peaceful world which she called music and the things
which she couldn't tell she wrote it in the lyrics as if her words covered in
melody and dipped in the tune would reach his heart and in the most beautiful
way it did. Sometimes he looked into her eyes while she sang and he would know
that she felt something was incomplete in her music and he knew what was it and
it saddened his heart because he cannot complete it. The music that she needed
he had given it to her other part, the instrument she needed, his flute, he had
given it to her other part, the part of her which he had left in the forests of
vrindavan. The way one part of the earth got the rain and one didn't, the way
one part got the shade and one didn't
,the same way one got the music and one didn't. But he knew the music of his
heart would complete the incomplete music of satyabhama's heart. "The music of
heart is the music that binds us, satyabhama",he thought as he kept smiling at
her and listened to the music of love her heart sang.
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