Swara, a twenty first century's girl gets transported to the mahabarata era and gets to knows that she actually belonged there.
She is Vasudev Krishna's priye bhen.
She is Suyodhan's Priye Sakhi.
She is Lord Parashurama's youngest student .
Join her...
Disclaimer, this is just a fictional story. It is not intended to hurt anyone's feeling or beliefs.Any resemblance of a person is purely coincidental.The story is purely fictional. Thank you. The beginning Swara's pov I saw immense amount of blue light surrounding me and a moorpankh landed on my palm.Suddenly out of nowhere a voice emerged. "Choti, it is time to fulfill your destiny to establish the dharma and to teach the future generations a good lesson."The divine voice exclaimed.
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It was very familiar, the voice felt like I knew it for eternity. I looked at the moorpankh on my hand and a name rolled out my mouth. "Shri Krishna!"I exclaimed and woke up to realise it was a dream. However ,It felt so real and divine. "Shona ,you woke up finally! Thank god. Today is Krishna Janmashtami ,did you forget?"Dadi Ma exclaimed.
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"How can I forget about Janmashtami? It is my favourite day of the year ! "I exclaimed and got off the bed. I always felt like I had a close bond with lord Krishna but I didn't know why. I immediately went to the restroom and got ready for the occasion.
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"Dadi , are all the kids ready ?"I exclaimed. "Yap , everyone is ready you are the only taking time you drama queen!"She replied. I pouted looking at her . "Kids are you guys ready to go to the temple to get Kanha's blessings?"I exclaimed. "Yes!"they squealed happily. We all boarded the bus. I smiled looking at their reaction. It was pure and divine. It was the home's tradition to go to the Shree Krishna's temple every Janmashtami. I love Dadi Ma and the kids here more than my life. I did not ever regret to be born as an orphan in fact lucky to get such an huge family . I was thinking about the dream , it felt very realistic. Was it real ? If it was , why was Shree Krishna calling me Choti ? I broke out of my thoughts when I heard dadi ma's voice. "Swara , where are you lost we have reached the temple!" She questioned me . I nodded my head negatively.
