Red

I have never seen anything so beautiful, it was the Navaratri Mela. ..there were lot of huts made, there was food, various type of food, sweet, sour, spicy. There were small shops of bangles, sarees, dupatta, salad. Earrings small stalls every where. I saw her among the dancers, she was donned in red. Too red like a red rose. ..or lotus hidden in the bushes. ....they took chances to dance. ..some one whispered to me 

Chotte Babu, Rajasthan se he. ...my friends were so.sharp to find her out. I walked in to the hut, praying in my heart that she don't make a mess out of it.

I went in and asked her her name, she told Bala. ..what a name I thought. it was her chance to dance so she went ahead and I kept waiting.

I asked when she returned Bala what you think about me. ..

A fool....she answered which annoyed me. ..

I like you, loved you from first sight. I TOLD 

she told if you love me follow me. ..

She said this and she ran. ..when she ran she was a 12 year old girl. .I was shocked was I talking to this minor 

But I kept following her. ..

Now I see myself chanting 

Sree Vidhyam. ..shiva vama bagha nilayam

I was carrying a plough and making red kumkum chakra around the girl. All I saw me chanting and looking at those dark feet with mehandi. ...

She was Cladded in red. ..

My wife was standing above me, why are you chanting she asked. .

I asked her can't see woman m.carrying plough of my karma but I kept choice

I told her it is Navaratri....it was a dream.