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{Previously From Birth To Death} Akshita, a young 13 year old Kaliyuga girl, falls in love with the most romantic god of all time. Loving Shri Krishn like her Arya, she grew up to the age of 18, with her friends virtually, Prapti and Trisha. But she failed to realise that she was supposed to be in his time, and not Kaliyuga. <•>~<•>~<•>~<•>~<•>~<•> "You are lying right?" the words left her mouth almost inaudible. "Na Sakhi. Tumhe lagta hai ki main tumse asatya kehne ki shamta rakhta hu?" his voice as if a music, had the 3 girls melting. "Apitu Bhrata Krishn, hum aur Dwaparyug ki Rajkumari? Yeh kaise sambhav hai?" asked Trisha, who wasn't zoned out like the other two. "Vaise hi behena, jaise hum teeno hai. Ham bhi toh Dwapar ke Rajkumar Rajakumari hai," Krishn smiled, while Akshita and Prapti were looking at him, not blinking for once. "Rajkumar kaha jagat rachayeta ho tum. Hame bada bhola hi samjh rakha hai," Prapti whispered in a low voice, and Krishn heard it, but yet didn't react other than glancing a amused look at her. "Jiji, itna sankoch na kare. Aap teeno Dwaparyug se hi ho. Apitu shrap ke karan aapko yaha aana pada," Subhadra tried to make them understand their reality. "Ab chale? Bada vilambh ho raha hai. Kala pradarshan nahi dekhna aap sabko?" Dusshala pouted, causing the other five to laugh. "Avashya sakhi," Krishn spoke, feeling two pair of eyes still on himself. "Chale sakhi?" he asked, breaking the trance of his two sakhis, who had sworn their life to him.
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