CHAPTER 14
"Pranipat Sakhi. I am Gopal, the caretaker of cows, I was at the temple but there was no one in there and I am really thirsty." He said.
Kalyani looked him confused, there was something about him that was different then other cowherds.
"Would you mind giving me some water ?" He asked.
Kalyani looked at her pot, this water was supposed to be for Narayan. But she knew that providing water to a thirsty person was param-dharm.
"Sure. You can have this water." She said.
Gopal smiled and bent down, cupping his hands as Kalyani poured water from the pot on it for him to drink. He seemed to be really thirsty, as he drank the entire water from the pot. Well after all it was for him only.
Gopal wiped his mouth with his Angvastra and smiled gratefully at Kalyani.
"Thank you so much sakhi." He smiled.
"You call me sakhi yet you thank me, sakha ?" Kalyani asked, he chuckled.
"There are not many like you I have come across. And since you have called me sakha I must give you something." Gopal said.
He took out a morpankh which was adorning his head band and then gave it to Kalyani. She took it and smiled at him.
"I shall see you later." Gopal smiled and went on his way.
Kalyani smiled looking at the morpankh in her hand. She then goes back to the river stream to fill the water for Narayan, unaware of the fact that she just made him drink it.
On the other side Dusshala was sitting in her balcony, looking at the setting sun while resting her head on her knees. Tears kept falling from her eyes as she pitied her life.
She was married to someone no less than a monster, and now her beloved Pandava brothers 'died' in the fire of Varnavart.
Padmavati and Padmavija were there to console her but how much they will do when her soul only was scarred. What will anyone do in this matter ?
Dusshala looked up in the sky which was now dark, she joined her hands as tears fell from her eyes.
"Hey Narayan, hey Jagadeesh, now I have no one besides you..... Please help me deen-bandhu.... I am completely lost in life.... I am alone, I am scared, I have lost all hopes.... Please help me prabhu...." Dusshala sobbed.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Dusshala wiped her tears and went to open the door and found Padmavija on the door.
"Pranipat Chachishree." She greeted.
"Pranipat dear, what brings you here ?" Dusshala asked forcing a smile on her face.
"Chachashree is going to a war." Padmavija said.
"A war ?" Dusshala frowned.
"Yes. Samrat Jarasandh is waging a war against Chandrapur after what happened.... As the Maharani you are expected to do tilak of the Maharaj." Padmavija said.
"You go, I am coming." Dusshala nodded.
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A/N
Kalyani (MisticaDove) kaisa lag raha hai Krishna ko jal pila ke ??
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