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Oh!!! I can't wait to see!! Kya yaar pro Christmas toh khatam bhi ho gaya and New year aa bhi gaya!! And whhere are all gifts!!!
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Swati, aka Akki, reached Vienna, the Austrian capital city on the previous night from Paris and from there wanted to go to visit the Alps and the Carpathian mountain ranges, and booked for a boat ride on the River Danube, which flows between these two mountain ranges. Rubbing off the sleep from her eyes, Swati trudged across the room and opened the window curtains .
Wow! she exclaimed at the picturesque scene in front of her eyes... the majestic Alps mountains. In the foreground was the virescent pasture, rolling with tussocks.
When she heard the proposal from her boss to attend a conference in the USA, she decided to stop over at Paris to see the nearby places while returning to India. Europe always allures her.
She looked at the watch, still, it was 8 in the morning. She had 3 more hours to go to catch the travel coach for sightseeing. She logged in to IF and started watching her fav serial episodes. Suddenly she saw a message --'Here is your Gift Swati from your Secret Santa!' -- With all agog, she started reading it
Sita Swayamvar A canvas.
Where to begin? What to say ? because it is the reunion of Vishnu with His consort Laxmi after a long separation. The love story of Ram and Sita is absolutely exquisite! Even more alluring than the thought of the Love itself!
The morning rays are spreading subtle light on the gardens of Mithila. Lord Ram, Laxman, and the Sage Viswamitra with his other disciples were heading towards Mithila. They saw the path opened to fields of crops as they came closer to Mithila.
Along the roadside were shops displaying countless varieties of shining gems looking like the rainbows strewed all over. Everyone on the street extended respectful greetings as the Muni and the Princes moved slowly. People thronged the sides of the Rajpath to have a darshan of the famous sage and his two illustrious disciples! As Ram smiled at the people, they were filled with a desire to see this handsome & charming prince win the hand of their Princess Sita!
King Janak personally received them and brought them into the cottage adjacent to the Palace and spoke to the sage with joined palms, inquired about the boys and learned that they are the princes of Kosala kingdom. The princes too greeted the King with respect.
Sita's maid saw Ram and went back and started narrating his charming personality to her!. "His astounding personality, royal gait, physique, and graceful smile made him stand out from all the rest of others. Oh.. you should see him once to understand what I say! His physique is that of a well-sculpted statue. Just look at him once Sita!
Sita's parrot started praising his appearance as the sovereign of this universe and repeatedly saying, "Ram, Ram ... break the bow with your valour and muscular arms and bow your head to Sita's beauty with veneration!- Sita is trying to hush up the parrot with mock anger.
When the brothers were strolling in the palace garden, they saw Sita with her friends. Ram was looking at her... she had a slender waist, delicate figure, lustrous black hair, lotus petal-like eyes, and soft, red lips. When she walked, it seemed like she was floating. Smitten by her beauty, Ram stood there like a statue, was unable to turn his eyes from that eyeful Princess. Seeing this new side of his brother, Lakshman was amused.
Her maids pleaded her to lift her eyes once to have a glance of Him! She saw Him once. What to say, that moment was stilled there between them, as if the adorable blue sky smiled at the daughter of the Earth, as if the blue lotus tilted towards the pink lotus with the touch of that romantic Zephyr!
Ram and Sita's attraction for each other was obvious to everyone around them. Deciding that she wanted Prince Ram as her husband, Sita walked towards the nearby Maa Parvathi temple to pray the Goddess.
She bowed her head in front of Devi Maa and prayed,-"Maa..you know the deepest desires that reside in every Kanya's heart. I am waiting for my Swami like a lotus for the full moon! I never prefer to speak my thoughts, but you are a mother, bless us for our Divine Union. Sita bowed to her sacred feet. Seeing her love for her Vishnu, Devi Maa blessed her with a garland which Sita adorned around her neck.
Now breaking the bow was just a formality to please those who were there to witness! When kings and princes got up to break Shiva's bow, Sita and her friends trembled in fear, but Shri Ram remained poised with confidence.
Sita stood there with Varmala at the Swayamvar Hall with maids on her both side. She looked at Ram, feeling a natural attraction for the prince. Once again silently, she prayed Devi Maa asking Her to bless her for her wish fulfillment. She watched Ram approach the bow ... she felt her love for the Lord being awakened. Was this Vishnu himself? If not, how anyone can attract my attention ?' Becoming absorbed in her loving sentiments, Sita felt anxious. Would Ram string the bow and become my husband?' She held the garland with trembling hands.
While being extolled by Viswamitra and other sages, Ram placed his hand upon the bow. There was complete silence in the hall! King Janak held his breath as Ram stood motionless... Viswamitra, knowing the extent of Ram's power, smiled gently!
Suddenly Ram seized the bow by its middle part and raised it high above His head. A gasp of astonishment filled the hall!! It was inconceivable! Placing one end of the colossal bow on the ground, Ram then moved to the other end and strung it. He pulled the string and bent the bow. It broke suddenly and a sound like the crash of thunder reverberated around the hall. The earth shook, everyone was stunned and rendered senseless for a few moments.
King Janaka was amazed, his eyes were filled with tears. A smile on Sita's tender lips, a fulfillment in her glances. She was filled with delight upon seeing Ram's feat and her heart heaved with excitement. she shyly lifted her eyes a little and looked at Ram, who caught her glance. Both felt their hearts quivered with love. At that moment their union was forged. The moon-faced, the gold laced, the slow gaited Sita placed the garland around Prince Ram's neck, indicating Her acceptance of Him as Her husband. She blushed slightly and kept her eyes down.
Her maid whispered to her ---"Sakhi Sita...that valorous Ram who could lift Lord Shiva's bow with his such an ease, can He lift our Sita's braided hair while tying the sacred chain around her neck? I know , he will try to touch your neck with his fingertips to tickle His Bride!
Someone exclaimed...If by his very touch even a rock transformed into a woman, I can't imagine with that touch, how much more beautiful our Sita would become!
Another Sakhi teased her by saying, "Sita, when he puts his hands around your neck, don't think that they are the chain of black beads and don't try to hide those behind your pallu!
When they asked her-" have you seen your Ram properly?
Feigning shyness, her lips said I have not seen Him' but her eyes conveyed with passion...' I cannot reveal!'
The sages recited Vedic hymns continuously and the melodic rise and fall of their metrical chanting filled the festive atmosphere there. 
Once upon a night Sukhi got into her most comfortable Flash PJs (no they are not the Harry Potter lightning bolts) and curled up in a plushy beanbag chair.
Sukhi sighed, "No work, no academia, it really seemed odd. She chided herself she finally got a break! "What should I do? She thought to herself. She had already caught up on all the episodes of RadhaKrishna and Unn Dino Ki Baat Hai, and she did not feel like (just today) to rewatch them. Without watching something the possibilities seemed endless and yet finite.
"How about writing a rant about the shows or even a story, Her mind tried to supply helpfully.
"No! her brain protested. "No shows! she cried. "Not even Narcos or Flash... her mind mind thought. With her resolve strong and certainly not thinking about the characters of her favorite shows. She made up her mind. She felt like dreaming and live in mysteries like The Da Vinci Code, or any of Dan Brown's books. She smiled. Being in thrillers seemed to take a lot of effort, reading them is always better. She closed her eyes to think, "how about dreaming about something else, she seemed to think. With a serenity she thought about Paris! (Ok side note, I have been to Paris. Therefore, I can attempt to describe that a little better than Seychelles. It really is beautiful but I feel like some French people really do hate Americans... Enough of my rambling...)
The Eiffel Tower was beautiful it seemed picturesque. The blue seemed more vivid and the trees seemed to be greener. The tower itself was a blueish grey it seemed taller than it should and looked both in place and out of place. She saw many shop vendors, just like how they do it in India on blankets. Little figurines of the Eiffel Tower in pinks, blues and other random colors. People were bargaining with the vendors.
"No 2 small towers and 1 big tower for 8 euros! they said.
She did not care about the vendors or the crowds the tower astounded her. Going on the large elevator with many people and she followed the line looking below at the world. She saw the River Thames. It did seem to cut right through into Paris. She saw the miniature Statue of Liberty from America; it seemed smaller from up top on its on island beyond the many bridges the cut through the river. The view seemed to show everything. She saw the Louvre and knew she wanted to see the Mona Lisa soon. Everything seemed to take her breath away.
It seemed like a daze and she walked down after looking from above the Eiffel Tower, and walked through the backside walking from the tower and through the river and nearing the Louvre. The sun was at Dusk now; she hadn't realized how much time she spent on the tower.
She felt hungry. And decided to walk along to a bakery to try a French croissant. She kept walking a came to a very small bakery there wasn't a lot of people, she only saw a tall man talking to the shopkeeper. He bought what he wanted and sat at one little coffee table. Then she bought a buttered croissant with a dollop of French Nutella, and bought some hot chocolate. She felt compelled to sit in the other empty chair of the tall man, and so she followed her instincts and sat down. She looked outside the shop window at the shop window and sighed. She blew the steam from her cocoa when the man spoke, "It is beautiful right. She smiled and turned to the man, and her breath caught. It couldn't be! Ranveer Singh! Here! She looked on in shock, words seemed to fail her.
He smiled at her, his eyes a little clouded. "Paris gives me a little peace, it helps ground me.
She smiles, "I have never been her before it is beautiful. But it is not every day, anywhere you see Ranveer Singh sitting in front of you.
He laughs. "Nah, you don't know how life takes you and who you meet, it is your decision to decide how to act in front of them. Sukhi smiles. "You have a beautiful smile, and your eyes seem to smile as well.
She blushed a little. "I don't know what to say, I feel kind of dumb and just want to keep looking at you.
Ranveer laughed a deeper laugh. "Well why don't you talk about yourself, it feels right just talking to you
Therefore, she started and seemed to say anything and everything she wanted to. Ranveer acted just how she expected, calm, fun, and oozing sex appeal. The food they had was eaten finished and she felt like her heart was flying. Taking a bold step she asked, "Do you want to see the tower at night, Ranveer? Not as a date, but friends!
He smiled. "Of course! Let's go!
They both stood and walked out of the caf. The sky was dark the moon was full and the stars not visible. However, the tower twinkled like a star. Each part illuminated it seemed beautiful, the tower was beautiful. Ranveer, next to her, seemed to think the same thing. She closed her eyes to remember this day forever.
When she opened her eyes, she was on the beanbag in her PJs she looked around confused. "Ranveer, Tower, Light, Croissant... Where are all of you?
She looked on, sad. "Was it all a dream? All of it? She looked down at a picture clutched in her hand. (See collage) She smiled, this dream would become a reality. She will one day see Paris, and experience it for herself. Its ok if she doesn't see Ranveer, she gets to imagine whoever she wants. And if she meets someone she will chose how to act!
She looked at the twinkling stars and thought about her dream. What was her next going to be, it is in her hands!
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Originally posted by: MeervanSJ
Beautiful gifts!!!
Looks like someone awesome creative had made for me..But I am not able to recognise
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