I think of Krishna as someone of my family— and somehow, I don't exactly like him.
Why?
Hear me out. Wait. Patience.
Imagine a man.
Mischievous smile, politically literate, double-talker, clever but innocent looking, women love him, he's a little shady but we don't talk about it, 〔modernly speaking〕 someone who wears something like a yellow Hawaiin shirt with blue shades most of the time and is tanned.
But yes. He may or may not be like that because that was his purpose initially (He was Ram 〔man of maryada〕 before so he has to be Krishn 〔man of trickery and lies〕 now)
I respect him.
I worship him out of respect.
I will wait until I'm proved why he's loved. I'll wait until I find the meaning of love.
Jai Shri Krishna
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𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀
— Krishna x Rukmini
SYNOPSIS : Krishna has yet to meet his Sri but that doesn't mean that he does not know her heart.
KAMAL'S NOTE : Hey guys, I'm back with another RukminiShyam fic. This is a really short one.
Sakhi = Friend, Kaki = Aunty, Priye = Beloved, Sri = Mahalakshmi/Rukmini, Saawariya = Krishna/Tall, Dark & Handsome, Jaganath = Vishnu, Jagatmata = Lakshmi.
𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 // 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄
"Why do you look so downhearted, sakhi?"
Malini asked when she noticed the princess sitting on the window seat with a frowning face. Rukmini casted her a side glance before looking outside again, showing her friend that she had done something which upsetted the princess.
Malini thought back about the past events but she could not think about anything bad enough to upset Rukmini. Rukmini was not someone who would care about small mistakes.
Malini dropped the cloth she was folding and rushed up to Rukmini, "Sakhi, did I do something wrong?"
Rukmini nodded her head in 'yes'. Her lips curled up in visible a pout.
"What is it?"
Rukmini turned to Malini, "It rained this afternoon, right?" Malini nodded her head hasitentaly, she could already guess where this was going, "But none of you called me? Mina kaki told me, she saw you, Vijaya, Ridhima playing in the rain. Without me."
Rukmini snapped her face towards the window again. To be honest, Malini did feel a little bad for her sakhi. She knows just how much Rukmini loved rain.
Malini grabbed Rukmini's hand, "Please, don't be mad Vidharbhi. You were sleeping at that time and we didn't want to disturb you. You looked too peaceful sleeping."
"Stop buttering me." Rukmini muttered under her breath, "You are not the makhan chor."
"Ohhoo." Malini teased Rukmini, "Then why don't you tell you makhan chor to make it rain again?"
"D-Don't speak nonsense." Heat rushed up Rukmini's neck and cheek, colouring her red.
If I ask them he will, right?
Time passed in a flash and it was already night. Malini had left after making sure Rukmini was not mad at her. Of course she wasn't mad, Rukmini can never be angry with her sakhis.
Stars surrounded the moon in the sky. The kingdom of Vidarbha was lightened with lamps and lanterns. In the royal palace, Rukmini sat on the bed, reading a chapter of a novel before going to sleep as per her daily routine.
Suddenly, a sweet flute music started playing. The candle flickered on the nightstand when a gush of cold wind blew past the blinds, followed by the roaring sound of thunder. The thought of raining again made her lips curl up in a smile. Madhav!
Closing the book, Rukmini dropped it on the bed and rushed up to the window, pulling back the red and golden curtains. The one sparkling was now covered in kala megha. In no time, one raindrop hit the ground, then another and then another till it started pouring and wetting everything.
Rukmini grabbed the fabric of her skirt, lifted it up, and ran out of the room. Her feet stopped when it reached the garden. Standing in the middle of the garden closed her eyes and tilted her back. She raised her hand, palms facing the sky.
Rukmini felt the cold drops hitting her golden smooth skin. She felt his love pour on her in the form of rain. In an instant her long black hair soaking all the rain. They stick to her skin like glue. A sudden burst of joy hit her heart.
The surroundings disappeared. Only the sound of rain mingling with the sweet flute and the thought of her beloved. Her body moved on its own, spinning in circles. Soft laughs escaping her heart. The long skirt and her now wet hair whirling with her. The chiming of anklets joining the moment.
Rukmini danced without any care for the world. Between the colourful flowers Rukmini bloomed like a lotus does between dirt. Spinning, Rukmini bumped into something hard. She instantly grabbed it to steady herself. As she was about to open her eyes a hand palmed her eyes and another one wrapped around her waist.
"Mm-mm. It's not the time yet, priye." He teased her.
Rukmini huffed and shook her head, "Even now you are teasing me, Madhav."
"Just wait a little more? The day is near." Madhav said with a plea hidden in his voice.
"For you, Saawariya." She replied softly.
Krishna released Rukmini before grabbing her hand in his, He started twirling her, "So, is my beloved still sad that she couldn't dance in the rain earlier?"
Rukmini laughed, following his lead, "How can I be sad when you are here?"
The garden filled with laughter of two eternal consorts. The nature, the rain and the life witnessed their Jagannath and Jaganmata relish the moment. They witnessed Krishna doing maya leela for his Sri. They witnessed Lakshmi with her Narayan. They witnessed Rukmini putting all her trust in him and going along wherever he takes her.
Time flew by in a blink of an eye and it was close to dawn. But neither of them wanted to stop. Rukmini wanted to be with him as much as possible and Krishna wanted that just as much but that was not possible and they both knew that.
"Rajkumari Rukmini!" A panicked servant called and Rukmini's hand slipped off from Krishna's. Rain gradually came to a stop.
The smile never left her face as servants crowded her, throwing a warm and dry cloth over her shoulder. They started dragging her into the palace before she caught a cold.
Rukmini looked back where Krishna was supposed to but was now empty. Then Rukmini looked in her hand, the peacock feather he left behind. Only one man dazing in her head.
Saawariya.
Madhav.
Murli.
Krishna.
Krishna.
"KANHA!" Balram shouted, snapping his brother's attention, "What are you doing here at this time?"
Balram went out for a walk because his sleep broke early only to find his brother sitting on a stone, playing flute without any break and when he called him, Krishna didn't even hear him.
"Ji, Dau?" Krishna jumped down from the stone.
"What are you doing here?"
"Prem, Dau. Prem. Aap nehi samjhenge." Krishna gave him a mischievous smile before marching towards the castle.
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