HARIHARESHWARI 15 : Namami Braj Nayakam

CHAPTER 10

Rohini came to the courtyard, where the rest of the ladies were, carrying her son Balram in her arms.

"Balram aaj so hi nahi raha tha toh socha apne sang leti aayu-" She stopped when her eyes fell upon the unknown visitor.

Yashoda smiled, "Accha kiya jiji. Padhariye."

Intrigued, Rohini couldn't help but inquire about the enchanting woman before her. She delicately placed a hand on her cheek, her expression filled with wonder, "Yashoda, yeh sundari kaun hai ?"

"Nayika naam hai, jiji. Apne pita se milne Gokul aayi thi." Yashoda said.

Nayika joined her hands, "Pranaam."

"Kalyaan ho." Rohini couldn't help but smile.

However, the little Balram was not merely content with admiring her from a distance. He yearned to be embraced by her, the daughter of his esteemed lord, someone he cherished more than his own self. With outstretched arms, the tiny figure of Balram squirmed and whimpered, his face contorted in a cry.

Rohini furrowed her brow, confused by the cause of his distress. She attempted to soothe him by gently rocking him, yet he fussed even more, his tiny hands reaching out towards Nayika, who approached with a radiant smile, to the queen of Vrishnis.

"Lagta hai aapka putra mere paas ana chaahta hai." She said reaching out for the baby.

Without a moment's hesitation, Rohini allowed Nayika to hold her son, who eagerly nestled into her embrace. His once troubled countenance transformed into one of serenity and bliss as he gazed up at her, a sense of familiarity and pure happiness shining in his eyes.

But the little son of Yashoda, looked at them both, a frown etched on his face. This did not sit well with him, who was feeling left out and wanting her attention. His lips began to quiver, as a cry escaped his lips, catching everyone's attention.

"Arrey lalla !" Yashoda picked him in his arms, and cradled him but he was inconsolable, as he looked at Nayika and Balram.

Nayika simply shook her head with a knowing smile, fully aware of his antics. She playfully teased him, pretending not to notice his cries. The little lord extended his hands at her, as he wailed for her attention.

But as the crying continued, she couldn't help but give in for her heart melted as she saw the desperation in the little lord's eyes. She couldn't resist his innocent plea for her attention any longer.

"Mujhe dijiye." Nayika said, as she gently picked up the incarnation of her father with one hand from Yashoda, while the other held Sheshnaag's incarnation securely.

And so, she cradled both her father and uncle in her arms, feeling the warmth of their love and the joy of their childish innocence. The little lord of all, looked at her with a pout. His innocent expression tugged at her heartstrings, reminding her of the childlike joy that resided within each of them. Nayika couldn't help but chuckle softly as she gently rocked them back

The Gopis surrounding them, who had been skeptical of the mysterious stranger at first, couldn't help but laugh and coo at the sight of the babies in her arms. They were reassured by Nayika's gentle and loving nature, and soon joined in to entertain the babies.

They began imitating animal sounds, making exaggerated gestures, and even dancing silly dances to elicit giggles from the adorable infants. The atmosphere became a delightful blend of innocence and mirth as the Gopis reveled in the feeling Vatsalya bhaav.

Yashoda smiled, "Tumhare paas jaa ke na jaane kyu yeh dono itne prasann ho gaye hai."

"Maano dono janmo se jaante ho tumhe." Rohini added seeing how pleased the boys looked in her arms.