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Chapter 4
Author's pov
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The walls of the palace had a feeling of euphoria as the jingling sound of anklet were heard at every corner the princess went.

The bright yellow cloth that she wore could not have looked more beautiful upon anyone. As she was growing up, her beauty and the shine of hers was growing and glowing more.

"Rajkumari Hiranmayi rukiye" lots of dasis running behind her as she went through each corner of palace making them run behind her.

The dasis stoped on their track as they spotted Rajmata Suvechana carrying Hiranmayi in her arms while Hiranmayi couldn't stop giggling seeing such pure and blissful giggle all of them couldn't control their smile.

"Maharaj apki pratikshya karrahe hai aur aap yaha humari chanchala sabko subha subha apne peeche bhaga rahi hai" Suvechana softly spoke while kissing her tender hands.

"But why is he waiting for me father knows that every morning after my greetings and Pooja to Vishnu I would come towards him only."

"Magadh samrath Jarasandha had sent letters to your father " Suvechana didn't speak much about him, though she knew Hiranmayi loved to know everything she didn't want to talk about his brutality in front of her something about her grandson having a friendship with him scared her for them for Daradas..

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"I know father you all didn't like me being with him, but Kansa was a friend a guru for me and he will always be his death for me is a sorrow I would for sure take revenge and even Samrath Jarasandha agree to it you have read the letter obviously" Hiranmayi could hear her brother's words.

"Janma lene wale ke liye mrityu utni hi nischit hai jitni ki marne wale ke liye janma lena issliye jo aparharya hai us par shok nahi karna chahiye bhrata" Hiranmayi clearly answered as she was being carried by her grandmother.

Her words went upward off everyone head except her father who knew how divine she was the words of sage everytime echoed whenever he looked at his daughter. She was divine how could someone not get it sometimes king of Daradas used to think with himself.

Her thoughts the way she looked at life and more above her knowledge was way greater than a kid of 7 years old.

This was the thing that scared Dakshan above everything else at such small age, she talked like a ruler.

"Aap choti hai abhi Hiranmayi aapko itni samajh nahi hai aapko kanyakul jane ki taiyari karni chahiye" Dakshan spoke full of ego and pride radiating through his voice.

"Koi vi vyakti jo chahe ban sakta hai yadi wo vyakti ek vishwas ke saath chintan kare" with a calm smile she replied back.

"Don't argue with my daughter Dakshan she's way smarter than all of us" with a proud laughter a father replied back while Rajmata could clearly see the irritation in her grandson's eyes scaring her more for the upcoming future.

"Hiranmayi come here" as she neared he carried his daughter and kept her in his lap.

"I've decided to send you with your sisters on Kanyakul I know it's early for you, but I didn't want to send you later on alone someone needs to be there to protect my most precious gift of God that your sisters would do so you are ready to leave right" asked Maharaj lovingly and calmly.

"Anything you decide for me, you know your daughter wouldn't disagree about how many years I shall be away" maturely asked Hiranmayi.

"7 years you'll leave the day after tomorrow my daughter" caressing her head he said.

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Rukmini with her calm environment was playing Veena the tune of it making her surround with birds. Dasis closing their eyes in peace. Such divine the scene was sun radiating brightly as if it's greeting her.

"Rajkumari.." dasi couldn't speak the next word as she got lost in the tune closing her eyes she felt the tune created by veena.

"Before leaving for Kanyakul I wanted to know how Shri Krishna was but I guess it's impossible" as she stopped playing Veena her sadness returned back her mind couldn't be at peace.

"You don't have to worry about that, princess Rajkumar Krishna is safe" dasi opened her eyes and whispered softly while smiling.

"Arthath" rukmini couldn't hold her excitement the charm coming back to her face.

"He killed Kansa and now he is prince of Mathura it is said he's going to Gurukul as well to get his education" dasi spoke as if it's the most private information softly whispering.

Rukmini couldn't hold her emotions as she giggled and ran to her chamber, making them surprised and curious as they follow her.

Reaching their Rajkumari chamber when they looked inside they could see how Rukmini was attentively searching something.

"Maine samhalke rakha tha morpankh kaha hai."

Rukmini asked the dasis as when she got morpankh she smiled brightly and calmly.

Calmly she looked at the morpankh back to papers she could see. Some divine look her subconscious saw and calmly she started to imagine and draw her Shree Krishna for the first time.

Her hands moved automatically as with each piece she covered of her imagination of Shri Krishna she couldn't stop blushing such was her love, you don't need to see someone to fall in love is devotion if you cross that path your love itself become divine Rukmini had crossed that pathway before.
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"What do you expect mother, father should understand and help him out, it's better for Daradas his daughters have been widowed because of that chaliya" Dakshan and Mrityujay both brothers spoke to their mother.

"Keshav did what was the best brother Kansa was evil and cruel moreover, he held Keshav parents as criminal" Hiranmayi replied back calmly.

"Keshav, who is Keshav I'm talking about that.." before he could complete his sentence Hiranmayi replied back.

"I've heard he killed Keshi demon so Keshav a name that came to my mind, it's nice name" she asked innocently which added fuel to brothers anger.

"you need to be in limit Hiranmayi you are Rajkumari that too of Daradas talking about another boy doesn't suit us at least don't behave like this with Yuvraj of the Daradas" Mrityujay shouted in anger as he and Dakshan left the room making the calm environment tensed.

Both Rajmata and queens followed their son in order to calm them while Hiranmayi was left alone with her sisters.

All sons and daughter had gathered in Rajmata chamber for dice game, but the environment had changed and Hiranmayi felt guilty for spoiling everyone's mood.

"It's not your fault priye when a person goes through ego,anger and greed they go through self destructive hell they are going through same phase you don't need to feel bad my chanchala. Smile suits you not sadness" once again this voice brought smile in her face this time she knew it it was Keshava.

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The whole day Hiranmayi heard her Keshava tales, whatever information she got through her daze she listened attentively. Every tale of Vrindavan charming her.

"There is no such one who plays basuri like him Rajkumari I've heard every gopis used to forget everything and dance hearing his flute especially Radha there used to be calm around everywhere."one dasi said.

"So Keshava flute is the human heart, and a heart which is made hollow will become a flute for the God of love to play upon. When the heart is not empty, in other words, when there is not scope in the heart, there is no place for love." invested deeply in the story no one focussed on what she called her Keshava.

But Hiranmayi did and there was no doubt, no confusion her heart and subconscious accepted it so did she listens his tales she felt the eternal connection through him that she declared her Keshava as her god of love. The first step of her devotional love journey it was.

"But how could he leave Radha so he didn't love her" one dasi questioned and none had answer of it to get answer you need to understand their divine love they listened his tales but couldn't feel it.

“Fill your mind with me.

Love me, Serve me, Worship me always.

Looking for me in your heart, you will, finally, be joined with me.”

This time it wasn't her Keshava but Vishnu, this word a feeling of devotion that she feels for her Vishnu that whenever she looks at his feet tears fills her eyes. What was it she didn't know, but when she visited his temple, she left her worries.

The only question that she has is will the same effect happen when she will meet her Keshava.

“Prem mukti hai, bandhan nahi; vistara hai, sankuchan nahi; prem mein na dusre ki swatantrata ka haran karo, na swayam ki swatantrata ka tyaag agar prem tha dono ke madhya to aisa hi prem tha it's one of the greatest love"

Once again, no one could understand her words and once again she made everyone think that how this 7 year old kid understand such things when they couldn't.

"so he plays flute when would I get to hear its tune" Hiranmayi whispers to herself  blush covered her cheeks.

She kept thinking about him as she closed her eyes and laid her head on the bed.

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So Hiranmayi have started her journey of devotional love.

Rukmini love itself have turned greatest with time.

Next chapter would be of Hiranmayi struggle as not just journey of devotional love starts but journey of finding her devine form too.

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