In the enchanting Vrindavan forest, where time seemed to dance in tune with the divine love of Lord Shri Krishna and Shri Radha, a magical episode unfolded beneath the ancient branches of a banyan tree.
The sun painted
the canvas of the sky with hues of orange and pink as Shri Krishna, the playful
deity, decided to surprise his beloved Radha. With mischievous gleam in his
eyes, he led her behind the veil of a majestic banyan tree, where he covered her eyes with his celestial Pitambara, creating an air of suspense and
anticipation.
As Radha stood
in delightful suspense, her senses heightened, Lord Krishna, wearing the halo
of love, disappeared briefly behind the Kadam tree. The forest murmured with
the secrets of nature, and a gentle breeze whispered the arrival of something
extraordinary.
Moments passed,
and Radha, unable to contain her curiosity, called out to Krishna, expressing
the sweet pain in her eyes. The melodious response from under the Kadam tree
assured her that something magical was in the making. With patience and love,
she continued to stand there, eyes closed, awaiting the unveiling of Krishna's
surprise.
Meanwhile,
under the Kadam tree, Krishna worked tirelessly, his hands weaving a gift that
would capture Radha’s heart. His dedication was evident in every stroke, every
petal carefully placed. Time, however, played a little mischief, causing a
slight delay in Krishna's creative endeavor.
With sweet
anticipation hanging in the air, Radha's voice echoed once again. Krishna, with a gentle smile, reassured her and
requested a bit more patience. Undeterred, Radha waited, her trust in Krishna
unwavering.
Finally, the masterpiece was ready, and Krishna approached Radha with the grace of a thousand lotuses. With tender care, he removed the Pitambara from her eyes, revealing the surprise he had crafted. Radha's eyes sparkled with joy as she beheld a magnificent swing adorned with the vibrant colors of love, hanging from the branches of the Kadam tree.
The swing, a
creation born from the depths of Krishna's devotion, mesmerized Radha. She
embraced it like a cherished memory and, with the innocence of a child, laughed
and swayed with uncontainable happiness.
Seated on the
swing, Radha urged Krishna to push her gently, and as he did, the world seemed
to fade away, leaving only the euphoria of their love. The swing, meticulously
designed by Krishna, embraced the softness of Radha's feet, creating a symphony
with the gentle waves of the nearby Yamuna river.
In the midst of
this celestial dance, Radha's eyes caught sight of a white flower nestled
within the swing. Intrigued, she inquired about its origin, and Krishna, with a
playful twinkle in his eyes, confessed to bringing it from Tretayuga.
The revelation
unfolded a tale of love that spanned across ages. Krishna, in his Ramavatar,
had harbored the desire to gift Radha a flower swing since their first meeting
in the flower gardens of Tretayuga. The tears of love in Krishna's eyes
reflected the depth of his emotions as he recounted the longing fulfilled in
that magical moment.
Overwhelmed with joy, Radha kissed Krishna's hands, sealing the bond of their eternal love. The two sat together on the flower swing, enveloped in the essence of Vrindavan's beauty, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the divine lovers lost in the melody of their eternal romance.
