#—Krishakamal

[krishakamal]

𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀

— Krishna x Rukmini

SYNOPSIS : Krishna has yet to meet his Sri but that doesn't mean that he does not know her heart.

KAMAL'S NOTE : Hey guys, I'm back with another RukminiShyam fic. This is a really short one.

Sakhi = Friend, Kaki = Aunty, Priye = Beloved, Sri = Mahalakshmi/Rukmini, Saawariya = Krishna/Tall, Dark & Handsome, Jaganath = Vishnu, Jagatmata = Lakshmi.

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 // 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄

"Why do you look so downhearted, sakhi?"

Malini asked when she noticed the princess sitting on the window seat with a frowning face. Rukmini casted her a side glance before looking outside again, showing her friend that she had done something which upsetted the princess.

Malini thought back about the past events but she could not think about anything bad enough to upset Rukmini. Rukmini was not someone who would care about small mistakes.

Malini dropped the cloth she was folding and rushed up to Rukmini, "Sakhi, did I do something wrong?"

Rukmini nodded her head in 'yes'. Her lips curled up in visible a pout.

"What is it?"

Rukmini turned to Malini, "It rained this afternoon, right?" Malini nodded her head hasitentaly, she could already guess where this was going, "But none of you called me? Mina kaki told me, she saw you, Vijaya, Ridhima playing in the rain. Without me."

Rukmini snapped her face towards the window again. To be honest, Malini did feel a little bad for her sakhi. She knows just how much Rukmini loved rain.

Malini grabbed Rukmini's hand, "Please, don't be mad Vidharbhi. You were sleeping at that time and we didn't want to disturb you. You looked too peaceful sleeping."

"Stop buttering me." Rukmini muttered under her breath, "You are not the makhan chor."

"Ohhoo." Malini teased Rukmini, "Then why don't you tell you makhan chor to make it rain again?"

"D-Don't speak nonsense." Heat rushed up Rukmini's neck and cheek, colouring her red.

If I ask them he will, right?

Time passed in a flash and it was already night. Malini had left after making sure Rukmini was not mad at her. Of course she wasn't mad, Rukmini can never be angry with her sakhis.

Stars surrounded the moon in the sky. The kingdom of Vidarbha was lightened with lamps and lanterns. In the royal palace, Rukmini sat on the bed, reading a chapter of a novel before going to sleep as per her daily routine.

Suddenly, a sweet flute music started playing. The candle flickered on the nightstand when a gush of cold wind blew past the blinds, followed by the roaring sound of thunder. The thought of raining again made her lips curl up in a smile. Madhav!

Closing the book, Rukmini dropped it on the bed and rushed up to the window, pulling back the red and golden curtains. The one sparkling was now covered in kala megha. In no time, one raindrop hit the ground, then another and then another till it started pouring and wetting everything.

Rukmini grabbed the fabric of her skirt, lifted it up, and ran out of the room. Her feet stopped when it reached the garden. Standing in the middle of the garden closed her eyes and tilted her back. She raised her hand, palms facing the sky.

Rukmini felt the cold drops hitting her golden smooth skin. She felt his love pour on her in the form of rain. In an instant her long black hair soaking all the rain. They stick to her skin like glue. A sudden burst of joy hit her heart.

The surroundings disappeared. Only the sound of rain mingling with the sweet flute and the thought of her beloved. Her body moved on its own, spinning in circles. Soft laughs escaping her heart. The long skirt and her now wet hair whirling with her. The chiming of anklets joining the moment.

Rukmini danced without any care for the world. Between the colourful flowers Rukmini bloomed like a lotus does between dirt. Spinning, Rukmini bumped into something hard. She instantly grabbed it to steady herself. As she was about to open her eyes a hand palmed her eyes and another one wrapped around her waist.

"Mm-mm. It's not the time yet, priye." He teased her.

Rukmini huffed and shook her head, "Even now you are teasing me, Madhav."

"Just wait a little more? The day is near." Madhav said with a plea hidden in his voice.

"For you, Saawariya." She replied softly.

Krishna released Rukmini before grabbing her hand in his, He started twirling her, "So, is my beloved still sad that she couldn't dance in the rain earlier?"

Rukmini laughed, following his lead, "How can I be sad when you are here?"

The garden filled with laughter of two eternal consorts. The nature, the rain and the life witnessed their Jagannath and Jaganmata relish the moment. They witnessed Krishna doing maya leela for his Sri. They witnessed Lakshmi with her Narayan. They witnessed Rukmini putting all her trust in him and going along wherever he takes her.

Time flew by in a blink of an eye and it was close to dawn. But neither of them wanted to stop. Rukmini wanted to be with him as much as possible and Krishna wanted that just as much but that was not possible and they both knew that.

"Rajkumari Rukmini!" A panicked servant called and Rukmini's hand slipped off from Krishna's. Rain gradually came to a stop.

The smile never left her face as servants crowded her, throwing a warm and dry cloth over her shoulder. They started dragging her into the palace before she caught a cold.

Rukmini looked back where Krishna was supposed to but was now empty. Then Rukmini looked in her hand, the peacock feather he left behind. Only one man dazing in her head.

Saawariya.

Madhav.

Murli.

Krishna.

Krishna.

"KANHA!" Balram shouted, snapping his brother's attention, "What are you doing here at this time?"

Balram went out for a walk because his sleep broke early only to find his brother sitting on a stone, playing flute without any break and when he called him, Krishna didn't even hear him.

"Ji, Dau?" Krishna jumped down from the stone.

"What are you doing here?"

"Prem, Dau. Prem. Aap nehi samjhenge." Krishna gave him a mischievous smile before marching towards the castle.

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Okay, @GOPIBLR and @KRISHNABLR sakhas and sakhis!

I'm bored, so let's create a chain of our favourite names for our Kanha.

I'll go first.

He's my Keshav.

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[krishakamal]

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀

— Dwarkadhish x Dwarakeshwari

🦚 SYNOPSIS : When Krishna can't see his priya frowning in sadness, so, he comes up with a way to cheer her up.

🦚 KAMAL'S NOTE : This is just a work of fiction and nothing to do with the actual events. I just wanted to write something for Maa Rukmini and Krishna since there is not much. Hopefully I didn't cross the line. This fic made me hate the word 'hand' to be honest 😮‍💨. The devider is from this post.

Kamalnayan = Lotus like eyes, Sri = Mahalakshmi/Rukmini, Nupur = Anklet, Aradhya = Adored one, Arya = Honorable one.

Sweet wind blew past the raven locks, forcing them to dance on the rhythm with it. Dwarakeshwari, Rukmini Maharani, sat on the edge of the majestic water fountain. Her hand playing with the rippling cold water. The full moon shone brightly in the night's sky. The reflection of the moon in the water made Rukmini appear glowing.

Everything happened so suddenly. One day, she was writing a letter to Kanha to come and save her and the next she is now married to the said Manohari. Few days ago she came to Dwarka with her husband. People here are loving and welcoming to her but Rukmini could not help but miss her father and brothers.

Since day one she was their beloved princess but everything changed when Rukmi decided to prioritise his political friends and hate towards Krishna over her. Going against Rukmini, he rejected Krishna when he asked for her hand in marriage and then he fixed her marriage to that demon, Shishupal. Still, Rukmini loved her brother and wanted the best for them.

"Can't sleep?"

A sweet voice broke the silence of the night. Her hand stopped it's action. Rukmini heard quite footsteps advancing towards her as her heartbeat sped up. Even after loving him for years and being married to hi, Rukmini couldn't help but blush whenever he was around her.

Krishna walked up to Rukmini and sat right behind her. Their eyes met through the waters reflection but Rukmini averted her eyes away as a feeling of shyness took over, making Krishna chuckle. His wife, his Sri, can look into others eyes and put them in their places but she can't even look her Shyam. Oh! How much he yearns to see those beautiful kamalnayan.

"Could not sleep?" Krishna asked again, this time even more softer.

Rukmini nodded her head, giving him a quiet 'hum'. Krishna dipped his hand in water. Taking her hand in his, Krishna swayed them, feeling water pass through their fingers.

"So, what is bothering my beloved?"

Rukmini remained silent for a moment before speaking, "I was thinking about my people back home."

"Is that so?" Krishna wishpered, "Do you regret marrying me and coming he—"

Before he could finish, Rukmini had turned around and slammed her hand over his mouth, "What are you saying Madhav? I can never."

Rukmini felt his lips curling up into a smile against her palm. Krishna held her hand by his both hands and brought them down. But instead of letting go, Krishna clutches it even firmer.

"You are finally looking at me."

Rukmini gasped at the realisation and all the heat raised up her cheeks. As she quickly looked, Krishna took her chin between two fingers and made her face him again. Rukmini kept her head down.

Hay Bhagwan! My shy wife. Madhav thought to himself.

"Would you like to go somewhere......With me?" Krishna asked.

Rukmini nodded her head without any hesitation. Krishna stood up and held out a hand for her, "Sri?"

Rukmini placed her hand in and got up. Then Krishna started leading them out of the golden palace. They walked for at least 60 vighaṭi but neither of them seemed to mind. By day Krishna is mostly busy with work and Rukmini also has to play the mother goddess she is.

They don't get much time to spend together other than the night. They walked through the furnished road, hand in hand, under the starry night. At the end of the city was a forest. Krishna led her into it.

Moonlight failed to enter through the cover of tall tree branches. As the forest went darker, Rukmini, unknowingly, brought herself closer to Krishna. Though Krishna saw that, he didn't say anything because seeing how shy his Sri is, she might pull away.

"How far is the place, Madhav?" Rukmini asked when the road seemed to be endless. They couldn't stay out long. As the king and queen of Dwarka, work was already on their shoulders.

"Just a little more Sri." Krishna whispered, giving her hand a firm squeeze.

They walked a little more when Krishna suddenly stopped. Rukmini looked at him confused. Krishna released her hand and held up the jewelled flute. As Rukmini held the flute with care, Krishna went behind her and palmed over her eyes.

"Ma-Madhav?"

"Just a little more to go." Krishna whispered in her ear.

Rukmini trusted and started forwarding. Losing the ability to see, her other senses became stronger. The forest was silent. The sweet sound of their nupur chiming echoed through the silent woodland accompanied by occasional hooting of owls.

Krishna came to an abrupt stop, "Ready?"

Rukmini nodded impatiently, "Yes, Madhav."

Krishna slowly removed his hands. A bright light blinded Rukmini for a moment. She blinked her eyes to adjust to the light and when she saw scenery before her all she could do was gasp in surprise.

The place was glowing compared to the rest of the dark forest. Fireflies dancing with each other. Beautiful flowers are blooming all over the place. Birds like peacocks, parrots, owls, flying like it's broad daylight. Then there is deers, red panda, horses and many more playing like friends.

"Madhav, what place is this? This looks like it is Vaikuntha."

"This place is Divya aranya. Do you like it?"

"This place is heavenly. Why didn't you bring me here earlier?" Rukmini breathed out, failing to look away.

Krishna sat on the ground with his hack leaning on a big tree. While Rukmini admired the magical forest, Krishna admired his ārādhya. Her eyes sparkled like gold, taking in everything. When she was done she came and sat beside Madhav.

"How did this come here?" Rukmini felt like a child, seeing the world for the first time even though she herself was Devi Mahalakshmi.

"That…….is a story for another time. Just know that there was this man who created this place because he couldn't see his priya frowning in sadness." Mischievousness swimmed in his eyes.

Rukmini smiled with a knowing look. She really had completely forgotten about her previous sadness with her brother. Which gave Krishna relief. The last thing he wanted was for her to be sad. That too in his presence.

Rukmini felt a different sense of boldness as she dropped her head on his shoulder. When the sun goes up they will be pulled into the same work routine. So, Rukmini wanted to savour these moments as much as possible.

"Can we stay here a little longer?" Rukmini asked softly and he replied back, "As long as you want."

Rukmini's eyes fell on the flute in her hand, the divine flute that everyone praises.

"Arya, you have never played your flute for me, have you?"

Krishna laughed, "Every rag, every sur, every dhun that I play, is for you, my Sri. If not you, then I have no reason to even exist."

He sure is a ladies' man. Rukmini thought as her cheeks became red.

Rukmini gave him his flute back, "Play something for me, won't you, Arya?"

"Anything for you, Sri."

Krishna took the flute, placing his lips on it, he started playing the most madhur dhun she had ever heard. The aranya became more joyful, birds danced with the melody, animals became hypnotised with how enchanting it was.

And Darkeswari drifted into the dreamland with her head resting on her beloved's shoulder and hearing the madhur dhun.

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[krishakamal]

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬..........

SYNOPSIS : When everything reminds Sita of her Arya.

FEATURING : Mata Sita, ft. Sri Ram

KAMAL'S NOTE : Hey guys. Just a little fic that came to my mind today and thought to write it down before my goldfish mind forgets everything 😮‍💨.

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 // 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 the blazing sun that shines brightly in the morning sky because it reminds her of her love. He, whose smile can put even the sun in shame.

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 the beehive, hanging from the ashoka tree, a little away from their hut, because it reminds her of his sweet honey like voice. The voice when he softly calls her name full with love and affection.

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 those lotus flowers that bloom in the river because they remind her of his lotus feet, that even if scratched, bruised and bleeding, they are so delicate in her dainty hands.

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 the dark clouds that engulf the sky in the month of Śrāvaṇa as they match the same colour of her beloved.

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 those rudraksha that wrap around his slender neck like vasuki has wrapped himself around Mahadev's nilkantha.

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 the stars that decorate the night sky because she knows just like the starts, his love for her is limitless.

© 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to KRISHAKAMAL. Do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

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[krishakamal]

O! MY! GOD! I DON'T NEED ANYTHING ELSE 😳

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[krishakamal]

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆

শিউলি ঝরে পাখি ডাকে কুসুম ভাসে আকাশে

বিদর্ভীর মন যে তার প্রিয়র জন্যে কাঁদে।।

নিসি যায় দিন যায় আর যায় সময়

রুক্মিণী বসে রয় সেই মনহরার আশায়।।

~ কমল (KrishaKamal)

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[krishakamal]

— 𝐑𝐑𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 = ♡ 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 = ◇ 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 = ☆ 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 = ∆ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 = *

— 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐇𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐞? 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐭? 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐞? ♡

— Ram x Wife!Female Reader

Your husband doesn't love you or does he?

𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞, 𝐖𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐞 ◇

— Ram x Female Reader

In the grief of losing a position, Ram losses the most important person in his life .

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐆 - 𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐆* ♡

—Ram x Sneha Acharya [OC]

Sneha Acharya lost her parents at a young age. Her father's uncle, Arjun decided to adopt and take her to Hyderabad. There she grew up to be a beautiful woman. Then came her doom. She arranged to marry Ram, the traitor. Where will this go now?

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄

𝐀𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐃𝐚𝐲 ♡

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[krishakamal]

𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 — A lover of sunsets is called "opacarophile'. 'Opacare' which is Latin for dusk or sunset and 'phile' which is Greek for love.

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[krishakamal]

— KRISHAKAMAL

𝑴𝒐𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒐 𝑳𝒂𝒂𝒍 // 𝑵𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑲𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒂𝒂𝒍 // 𝑪𝒉𝒉𝒆𝒅𝒐 𝑵𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝑩𝒂𝒔 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒐 𝑳𝒂𝒂𝒍 — 𝑺𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒚𝒂 𝑮𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍

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[krishakamal]

— 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂

© 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to KRISHAKAMAL. Do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

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#moodboard #krishakamal #moodboard masterlist

[krishakamal]

— 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀

𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 [𝐒𝐑𝐈 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐍𝐀 & 𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈]

🦚 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀

— Dwarkadhish x Dwarakeshwari

When Krishna can't see his priya frowning in sadness, so, he comes up with a way to cheer her up.

🦚 𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀

— Krishna x Rukmini

Krishna has yet to meet his Sri but that doesn't mean that he does not know her heart.

𝐒𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌 [𝐒𝐑𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐌 & 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐀]

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬..........

— Mata Sita, ft. Sri Ram

When everything reminds Sita of her Arya.

© 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to KRISHAKAMAL. Do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

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#krishakamal #prose #prose masterlist #masterlist

[krishakamal]

— 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘

𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐄

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 — Rukmini Longing For Her Beloved

𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌 𝐁𝐘 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐍 ~ by Jibanananda Das

© 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to KRISHAKAMAL. Do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

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#krishakamal #poetry masterlist #masterlist

[krishna-sangini]

Sometimes I just can't help but imagine all of #gopiblr dancing our hearts out to 'Kanna Niduninchana' (Kanha Soja Zara) and our peacock-feathered boy just standing there leaning on a wall and smiling at us like aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh

@cheolliepdf @celestesinsight @kanhapriya @saanjh-ki-dulhan @ramayantika @krishakamal @krishna-premi @krishnapriyakiduniya @krishna-priyatama @whaelien @idllyastuff @kaal-naagin @iwanttobeagopi @desi-yearning

#gopiblr #krishnablr #STAWP I'M BLUSHING FUCKING HARD AT MT OWN THOUGHTS #I'm not wrong tho #this is my new dream #GUYS I SO MUCH HOPE THIS COMES TRUE ONE DAY

[krishna-sangini]

GUESS WHAT ALL THOSE LIL HINTS THAT MY KESHAV WAS DROPPING WERE ABOUT?!?!

I'M FINALLY GOING TO VRINDAVAN TOMORROW, SAKHIS AND SAKHAS!!!!

I'VE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER, ISTG!!!!

@cheolliepdf @kanhapriya @celestesinsight @krishna-premi @krishnapriyakiduniya @krishna-priyatama @krishakamal @kaal-naagin @whaelien @idllyastuff @saanjh-ki-dulhan

#gopiblr #krishnablr #KANHA CALLED ME TO VRINDAVAN ON HIS FREAKING BDAY #I'm gonna cry y'all #I'm so freaking happy #i LOVE Y'ALL #AND I LOVE ME KESHAV #AHHHHHSGSQOWIHSBNJZPQHSBSBSKKSBDBSO

[krishakamal]

Raag - Anurag The Series

— Ram x Sneha Acharya [OC]

*⁠.⁠✧ SYNOPSIS : Sneha Acharya lost her parents at a young age. Her father's friend, Arjun decided to adopt and take her to Hyderabad. There she grew up to be a beautiful woman. Then came her doom. She arranged to marry Ram, the traitor. Where will this go now?

*⁠.⁠✧ WARNINGS & TAGS : Cursing, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, romance, fluff, cliche, kissing, making out, more to come........

*⁠.⁠✧ CHAPTERS : Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 —

*⁠.⁠✧ SNEHA ACHARYA MOODBOARDS BY @meenammaisslay

*⁠.⁠✧ *⁠.⁠✧ *⁠.⁠✧

© 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to KRISHAKAMAL. Do not plagiarise any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

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