Couched
on a relaxing crib cot,
basking
in the afternoon sun
in the
backyard of our house,
an
unwilling nap did happen
Casually
opened d' inert eyes,
I found
lord Krishna standing
wished
him with folded hands,
asked
if I could do something
Need a
fit stick for a new flute,
this
one already old, decayed
then he
looked at d' lush green
bamboo
bush in our backyard
Well,
all won't make d' right tune,
must
select one as per my choice
I
politely conveyed, it's all yours,
select
anyone, readily u can take
"How
much to pay for such a stick?"
I got
surprised with such a query
Mrs
promptly retorted from inside,
gruffly,
as if was in a great hurry
I've
planted those, did d' watering,
taken
right care, reared precisely
I ought
to settle the price, no one
be
allowed to speculate casually
I
wished to signal her to be quiet,
to me
willfully she never looked at
a smile
flicked in Lord Krishna's lips,
hearing
to such an amusing debate
She
bowed down before the Lord,
not
well todo must get d' right price
for d'
commodity, to manage family
don't
worry, I'll pay d' sum you wish
No sum,
something else I'll ask for
sort
out ideal one as per your need
Lord
Krishna smiled a little and told,
ok,
fulfil all term-conditions, agreed
Just
for d' sake of a bamboo stick,
Lord
Krishna has come on his own
how can
you bargain a price for it,
I
censured her in a hushed tone
He came
back with a decent stick,
"Got
perfect one I was looking for
my
purpose's done, tell your wish,
I can
grant it before my departure"
Won't tell
now, shape d' flute first,
if only
u can succeed in forging it
I'll be
sure your purpose is solved,
divulge
my wish, fulfil it as a treat
Just
for a stick, can not go so low,
countless
get spoiled each year
Lord
needed one for a neat cause,
sense
guilty for not able to spare
D'
squabbling went on far ahead,
she
argued," d' merit might get lost
if such
a valuable instrument made
of d'
objects, obtained free of cost"
With a
brand new flute in his hand,
that
looked majestic, too wonderful
God
came back after two days, told
d'
stick gave it a shape so beautiful
Surely
looks like a flute, no doubt,
but did
you try to blow it to assess
she
almost put a challenge to him,
truly
it works or it's just functionless
With a
soft smile, he began to play,
can
never forget such a brilliant site
I
forgot myself, felt as if in d' heaven,
d'
lovely feel won't be able to depict
Hands
folded she knelt on d' floor,
his
eyes focused on both of us
a tear
trickled nonstop from eyes
it's an
unthinkable state of affairs
If I
played it right, then tear what for
now it
is time for wish sanctioning
she
fanned out d' end of her saree,
since
you've promised, must keep it
If at
all ego shrouds our mind and
turn us
restless, force us to agitate
play a
soft tune in d' flute to remind
Lord
gave a pleasant smile and left
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