《ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ....》The City Of The Blue Lord
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A sunny day . Though not that much which would be unpleasant . Below the vast blue sky , lies a city which can only be dreamt .... made by the Engineer of the Devas, Vishwakarma . Basically an island, surrounded all around by Arabian sea .
Tall buildings, monuments and structures made of gold and other precious metals .
People moving around the streets doing their day-to-day work , farmers , merchants, smiths , educationists , priests , warriors and everyone else . Children are running in the fields , jumping into the pond ,playing games and living their 'childhood' . Women are doing their household activities. But all with happiness and smiling faces .
That's Dwarka, a perfect city .
The Royal Palace was situated right in the middle of the city . It's beauty is such that even Indra's (King Of The Devas) Palace is of no worth in front of it .
Inside the palace it's all quite and peaceful.
The Royal Garden of Dwarka . Decorated with more than a thousand kinds of flowers. And tall and bushy trees . Making it all look so good . At a distance, there 3-4 luxury chairs made of gold for the royal family to sit and enjoy nature's beauty.
There sat Balram , talking to one of his ministers .
-' So , yes as I told , you have to make the arrangements as soon as possible . We can't take risks when it comes to our people. The are the most important. And it's about their drinking water' .
-'But, Balram Ji , Dwarkadheesh hasn't spoken anything about it. So , will it be wise doing that without his consent ?' asks the minister.
-'Kanha, as you know , never gives stress on anything neither he takes anything that seriously. Like , I don't understand, how he is so carefree. This boy worries me . And you know, he never listens to me , he does what he feels is right'.
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'And that you are very bound to the principles. How many times have I asked you to smile , but you never do that . He's much better than you ' says Revati who can be seen coming towards them .
-'Kanha and I can never be same . I cannot let things go that easily' .
'He knows how to live life ... not like you ' she says with a slight smile.
'You keep on praising him only . He is..... '
The minister interrups . ' I must leave , things are left to be done ' .
Balram nods . Before Balram can start . He sees Subhadra running towards him , may be faster than cheetah.
'What happened? Why are you.... '
'Let her breathe first' says Revati.
'Bhrata Balram, I heard Arjun is coming to Dwarka today '
'Who told you ? I didn't get any news as such ' says Balram with a frown .
'Bhratashree told me this morning. I thought he must have come by now'
'Your bhratashree knows everything right ?' Balram laughed
' Where's Krishna ?' asked Revati
' I donno . He told me that he's gonna visit the city for pleasure' Subhadra said .
'He will keep on doing these things only . I am tired of making him understand ' saying that Balram leaves .
Revati too leaves as she remembers she has to make Vatsala eat as she doesn't eat by herself.
After waiting for a long time. Subhadra too leaves with a heavy heart .
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