Krishna is back

 

In the city of celestial, there is one ruler named Lord Krishna, his eyes wags all around because he is a protector of the whole universe. ‘What’s the news of India?’ Lord Krishna said while sprawling in his seat. ‘The story of modern India. Poor people forget meaning of word justice because only word they heard is rich people are THE LAW‘ Narad said with exhales.’ Don’t worry, Narad. It’s time to make the sequel, this time I am going to earth without my super powers because of CCTV cameras you know. ‘Lord Krishna said. ‘Good luck, Lord.’ Narad wished Lord Krishna.

 

Krishna born in a poor farmer family, in Vanthali, Junagadh. The beautiful hometown of lion and Kesar Mangoes. Unfortunately their crop had failed due to abundance of rain. That’s why Krishna’s parents had huge amount of debt to pay to banks because of fake fertilizers provided by government missionary’s low quality but high rate fertilizer.

‘We can’t raise Krishna, we can’t give him the life he deserves .We have to give him to my friend Mr. Nandlal’.  Vasudeva grunted loudly. Devaki was weeping in kitchen .She was hopeless.

In the Dark night with heavy rainfall, Nandlal was travelling to Ramgadh with little Krishna in the basket.  He took boat to cross Ozat river, the flock of eagle came to protect Krishna from rain. That’s how Vasudeva reached Ramgadh .

‘Take care of my son.’ Vasudev pleaded to Nandlal. ‘Don’t worry about Krishna, I will take care of him as my son.’ Nandlal said, and Vasudeva took a last glance of Krishna, face glow like the God and most innocent smile in the world. Vasudeva took his steps back with heavy heart.

When first ray of sun arrives at temple, the day of Ramgadh starts. Then cattle go for graze in jungle, women of Ramgadh come near bank of Ozat to wash clothes and fill water in pot. Farmers go to plow their farms, and obviously little Krishna plays with his gopis in his garden.

As he turned six, their parents admit him to primary school in village , “The Ramgadh School Of education”

‘2+3=5… so students what is the answer of 3+2 ?’Shakti sir asked question to class.

‘Where is your attention Krishna ‘ Shakti sir said out loudly as Krishna was watching outside beauty of nature, squirrel climbing on tree. He didn’t noticed his sir was calling him. ‘Where is your attention, Krishna? Krishnaaa’ Shakti sir screamed with anger. ‘yes sir.. ‘ Krishna said  calmly. ‘Then tell me the answer of my question’ Shakti sir said. ‘Sir it’s five, it’s a simple question.’ Krishna said with confidence. Shakti sir stunned by hearing sudden answer as he was not expecting to hear. He saw a different sparkle in his eyes that he had never seen before.’O…kay okay, sit down’ Shakti sir stammered.

 

Krishna was intelligent student but he didn’t give much attention in his class, after school he went out in the jungle to play with friends and cattle. He swims in Ozat river, climbs on trees to eat fruits. He knows every single tree in the Jungle. In the free time, he just climb on tree, seat on the branch and play flute with his magical lips. He is not afraid of any animals or insects, vice-versa animals are his best friend, he likes to watch lions for hours and hours while sitting on banyan trees.

He is also good with musical instruments in his school, he knows how to play almost all instruments. He also loves to act in play. He played Romeo in ‘Romeo and Juliet’ play and he also played Krishna in ‘Krishna-Radha’ play. You know who was his Radha, any guesses, ya it’s Radha. Anyways Krishna was the most popular student in his school, he was all-rounder and captain of cricket team. All girls in school liked him. Like his past birth, Radha is two year senior of Krishna, the cutest girl with dimple in her both chicks. They were best friends in school .

 

‘What is your result Krishna?’ Sudama asked curiously. ‘I got 82 percentage and 92 percentile.’ Krishna said. ‘I got 90 percentage and 99 percentile. ‘Sudama replied without Krishna’s question. Like our all friends do if they get better marks than us. ‘Have you decided in which stream do you want to pursue further?’Sudama asked. ‘I don’t know but my parents wants me to choose science, so it’s okay.’ Krishna replied. ‘Let’s go to Pioneer school in Vanthali, I have heard its best in science.’ Sudama said. ‘ya we don’t have an option here in Ramgadh.’ Disappoint was dreaded from Krishna’s voice.

 

Students of village have to transfer to town for higher education, because they don’t have higher education facilities in village. ‘Eat well, don’t be too skinny, I have packed all your things properly, don’t misplace anything. Thepla, pickle, gathiya is in front cabinet. Don’t share them anyone. Not even dogs, Krishna. Try to be more responsible. Your elder brother Balram and your best friend Sudama is there for your help, don’t go outside of hostel in night.’ Yashoda mother spoke it in one breathe. ‘Mom, don’t worry.’ Krishna interrupted her Mom and hugged her. ‘Enjoy yourself in Vanthali, son.’ Nandlal sreplied with a short answer and a little hug just like a cool dad. ‘Don’t forget to call me every day with your CDMA sim-card.’ Yashoda was weeping badly, Krishna cleaned her tears.

 

Life in hostel, I don’t need to mention anything, ‘night is a day and day is a night’, proper prototype for hostel life. Facebook, cards, Whatsapp, Twitter, Snapchat, Instagram, crush-talks are the best time-passes. Coffee shop, tea shop, restaurants, gardens are best hangouts. Krishna is also a human, his relation with Radha reached special bond here. Although he doesn’t understand Calculus, Pythagoras, Newton, Kepler and so on. Why scientists ever born in the world!!! Now he realizes why students are constantly prayed to him during exams. He also wrote an email to his ancestor Vishnu God for help. That’s how he completes 11-12 science and came back to his village, here he got relief to take breathe.

 

He joined engineering as most people do after science, right. His Eighteenth birthday, a period of adolescence was over. Now his father realizes that he is mature enough to know the truth so he told the truth in detail. Krishna met his real parents and took oath to give justice to them.

Krishna sued government beckoned fertilizer companies and insurance companies in court. Judge stunned by hearing Krishna’s argument. As the result of his arguments judge passed full claim amount for all the victim farmers. Many publication houses decided to publish ‘Bhagvadgita part-2’ from his arguments. He didn’t stop here, he started an agriculture research company and convinced aspired students and scientist to work in the company. That’s how he took revenge to fertilizer companies.

 

As we all know Krishna had 16016 wives in past birth, I know readers are eager to know about his love life in this birth. But this time story goes different way, Krishna told Radha, ‘Radha remember how we first met

Radha, you were seating in the void with her eyes drowned in the words of salamander.

Your innocent oval face, oiled bunned hair, perfect voice and fiery eyes and book in her right hand

was she goddess Sarswati

was I alone to notice it

no, I better reach before my competition make any move

I stood over her face blocking my competition’s view

She looked up flickering in her eyes

was it lack of sun rays or my opponent sun had lost his battle

she looked up in my eyes thinking about stupid bloke standing between god of love Kaamdev and her soulmate book

I quickly realized her sense of insecurity and was ready to fall back

but I read the name of her soulmate.’

‘that’s Krishna’ Radha said in shy tone.

And Krishna asked permission of her parents to marriage, their parents also agreed about marriage. And most awaited marriage of Krishna and Radha happened. All is well when End is well.


Again featured image courtesy, Nisang Vora. This is the first and one of the few short story I’ve ever written. Thank you so much for reading it until end.

 

 

 

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