“Mahek” A Divine Fragrance

“Mahek” 

Someone was on an island.

Entire of itself,

No one is precious than.

A part of the main.

When that "one" made me cry

Clod washed out by ocean surf

It was my Heart.

Every drop diminished me.

Because It was caught up in humanity,

and

"I" Couldn't know to whom the bell tolls

But a lonely island knows.

It, tolls for thee.

~~~~~~~~~

A Divine Fragrance

Meera says, hey my Mohan, do you know? Parijat is the tree of Dev-Bhoomi. According to the Puranas, this tree came out during Samudra-Manthan and was given to Indra. Another thing is that Yogeshwar Shri Krishna once had broken a branch of Parijat from the garden of Indra and gave it to Rukmini.

Natkhat Narad aggravated Satyabhama to asked Yogeshwar Shri Krishna present her not a single branch, but whole Parijat tree, and on the other hand Narad screwed Indra not to give Parijat tree, as his prosperity is only due to Parijat flower tree with him.

There was a war between Yogeshwar Shri Krishna and Indra for Parijat Tree and in it Yogeshwar Shri Krishna won and Parijat came to earth but Indra cursed that Parijat will not bear fruit, as no seed will be available for harvesting the same at Dwarika. But Shri Krishna had planted a dried branch Parijat in Satyabhama’s garden. It stuck in the garden of Satyabhama, but its flowers also fell in Rukmini's garden and spread fragrance to both.

That evening under the Parijat tree, Meera was speaking breathlessly, and innocent "Mohan" was capturing her in his heart. Meera was telling, Mohan, this branch of your Parijatak is now to be dedicated to Madhav's garden. I will not be able to marry you, as I can’t annoy my "Bapu" ..! I have to get married with Madhav .

 Yes, my Meera, this poor Mohan has no right to annoy your "Bapu" and get fulfill his dreams to have you as my life partner. Be happy without any tress, as this Mohan does not have any Rukmani or Satyabhama in his life except you “who can insist for Parijat. Meera, now, never tried to find the fragrance of this "Mohan" in your Madhav.

"Memories is just like Sea Surf "If there is a loving heart, there will be also “love's" ones, obviously that has also a "new" and "old" !, but Meera ... just don't worry .. I will dissolve our midway journey in my heart

Mohan is now sitting lifelong with the memories of midway journey’s  "Mahek" of Meera, as a branch of Parijat to be going to plant in Madhav's heart, by her “Bapu” !!