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White Shakuntala -2 Girl, give me some food! came the voice of a sage at the entrance of the hut. Shakuntala ignored the call! Not for any other reason but for the fact that she was wholly pre-occupied with thoughts of Dushyant. But this was not the voice of any ordinary sage. This was sage Durvasa, the mighty Rishi, who was dreaded for his short -temper and powerful curses. After two calls, the sage lost his temper and he roared, "Silly girl, let the one who spellbinds your attention forget you! His roar startled Shakuntala and she ran after the sage asking for forgiveness. Hearing her out, the sage said, "I cannot undo my curse, but I can amend it. He will forget you but when he sees this ring you wear, he will remember you! Durvasa's curse took effect. Weeks when by and there was no word from the king. Shakuntala decided to visit the king herself. En-route she had to cross a river. While sitting in the boat, Shakuntala again started day dreaming. She softly sang; skimming the waters with her fingers. A terrible thing happened! The ring from her fingers slipped and fell deep into the waters! Shakuntala did not notice and she blissfully arrived at the courts, hoping for a wonderful reunion with Dushyant. Who are you? Dushyant asked. Yes, the sage's curse was working. Dushyant had no memory of the beautiful damsel claiming to be his wife! Sire, See, Shakuntala lifted her hands to show him the ring. "😮‍💨, where is my ring! Oh dear! Well, without the ring, the king could not recognise her, so she had to leave. Sadly, she went back to the forest and quietly lived her life. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #Shakuntala -2

White Shakuntala -2 Girl, give me some food! came the voice of a sage at the entrance of the hut. Shakuntala ignored the call! Not for any other reason but for the fact that she was wholly pre-occupied with thoughts of Dushyant. But this was not the voice of any ordinary sage. This was sage Durvasa, the mighty Rishi, who was dreaded for his short -temper and powerful curses. After two calls, the sage lost his temper and he roared, "Silly girl, let the one who spellbinds your attention forget you! His roar startled Shakuntala and she ran after the sage asking for forgiveness. Hearing her out, the sage said, "I cannot undo my curse, but I can amend it. He will forget you but when he sees this ring you wear, he will remember you! Durvasa's curse took effect. Weeks when by and there was no word from the king. Shakuntala decided to visit the king herself. En-route she had to cross a river. While sitting in the boat, Shakuntala again started day dreaming. She softly sang; skimming the waters with her fingers. A terrible thing happened! The ring from her fingers slipped and fell deep into the waters! Shakuntala did not notice and she blissfully arrived at the courts, hoping for a wonderful reunion with Dushyant. Who are you? Dushyant asked. Yes, the sage's curse was working. Dushyant had no memory of the beautiful damsel claiming to be his wife! Sire, See, Shakuntala lifted her hands to show him the ring. "😮‍💨, where is my ring! Oh dear! Well, without the ring, the king could not recognise her, so she had to leave. Sadly, she went back to the forest and quietly lived her life. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #Shakuntala -2

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White Preface When the world smiled upon her, she didn't know how to smile back. When the world around her smiled so easily, she didn't understand what could be the possible conversation that made them to smile so much. She thought and thought......until one day she came to a conclusion that the world was too different and difficult to understand. She wanted to understand the hearts of people, but she herself was caught in an unknown island of lost thoughts and complex emotions. "Thy heart is a maze, I find an exit only to run again .." But... "When thou take a different path- vulnerable to others, thou meet understanding people and situations.." CHAPTER 2: HAPPY WITH WHAT I FEEL. The world knew this pianist as someone with worst personality. Her music permeated among people like a forest fire more for her rumours then music. Rumours said that she had already been disowned by her parents for going against them. Yet her notes sounded like an ice cream melting softly in heart and soul. A renowned street performer known for her music and rumoured lies.The people who marched forward to listen were always two minded. She told people who came to listen, "Music is my truth, and it doesn't lie!" "I don't have to prove myself, for I have my music always...", She uttered. Her heart was always empty, though she stood at the centre of million eyes. Great pianists like Beethoven, Mozart and Franchubert were always at the centre of such massive crowd. Their songs told a story that lead the music world to it's massive heights now. "I too live in a similar world, yet why does my heart feels lonely?" "Those hovering eyes of people is what kills me like poison slowly permeating through my entire body...!", she exclaimed. One fine day, where the sun rose from West, she came to perform early in an unusual timing. No soul was in sight and she thought it was better that way. As she commenced with her performance, she heard some foot steps approaching her that ringed through her ears like clear rain drops. She could feel that this person was different from any other she had met before. At the end of her performance, she saw this person waving a gentle smile towards her music. "Is music your truth?", Said the man wearing a blue suit, faint black haired with pale skin toned. She lifted her head with a really bewildered look. "Then......why don't you become that truth to people who wants them?", Said the man with a strange smile, siding his head slightly to one side. Those words lit a new fire in her lonely heart. The man happened to be a music manager of a small company, and he made her truth known to world. She shifted from the city full of hovering eyes to a city full of honest eyes. She wasn't playing in front of a big crowd anymore, but on a grand stage with million of onlookers to accomodate. Though only few came to listen to her music, she knew those honest eyes was the truth she was seeking for. "Those eyes are the real reward for the music I create!", She thought while playing in front of those few precious eyes. "Time flies, a single person who came that day made me realise that this is the type of people I seek for the truth, as they didn't care who I was but believed me for my music. This life, this city, and that one person is what i need right now. Goodbye......to my old self that always looked for honest eyes" ©Tiny glowing star! #Life #motivatation Story of Her Chapter 2

White Preface When the world smiled upon her, she didn't know how to smile back. When the world around her smiled so easily, she didn't understand what could be the possible conversation that made them to smile so much. She thought and thought......until one day she came to a conclusion that the world was too different and difficult to understand. She wanted to understand the hearts of people, but she herself was caught in an unknown island of lost thoughts and complex emotions. "Thy heart is a maze, I find an exit only to run again .." But... "When thou take a different path- vulnerable to others, thou meet understanding people and situations.." CHAPTER 2: HAPPY WITH WHAT I FEEL. The world knew this pianist as someone with worst personality. Her music permeated among people like a forest fire more for her rumours then music. Rumours said that she had already been disowned by her parents for going against them. Yet her notes sounded like an ice cream melting softly in heart and soul. A renowned street performer known for her music and rumoured lies.The people who marched forward to listen were always two minded. She told people who came to listen, "Music is my truth, and it doesn't lie!" "I don't have to prove myself, for I have my music always...", She uttered. Her heart was always empty, though she stood at the centre of million eyes. Great pianists like Beethoven, Mozart and Franchubert were always at the centre of such massive crowd. Their songs told a story that lead the music world to it's massive heights now. "I too live in a similar world, yet why does my heart feels lonely?" "Those hovering eyes of people is what kills me like poison slowly permeating through my entire body...!", she exclaimed. One fine day, where the sun rose from West, she came to perform early in an unusual timing. No soul was in sight and she thought it was better that way. As she commenced with her performance, she heard some foot steps approaching her that ringed through her ears like clear rain drops. She could feel that this person was different from any other she had met before. At the end of her performance, she saw this person waving a gentle smile towards her music. "Is music your truth?", Said the man wearing a blue suit, faint black haired with pale skin toned. She lifted her head with a really bewildered look. "Then......why don't you become that truth to people who wants them?", Said the man with a strange smile, siding his head slightly to one side. Those words lit a new fire in her lonely heart. The man happened to be a music manager of a small company, and he made her truth known to world. She shifted from the city full of hovering eyes to a city full of honest eyes. She wasn't playing in front of a big crowd anymore, but on a grand stage with million of onlookers to accomodate. Though only few came to listen to her music, she knew those honest eyes was the truth she was seeking for. "Those eyes are the real reward for the music I create!", She thought while playing in front of those few precious eyes. "Time flies, a single person who came that day made me realise that this is the type of people I seek for the truth, as they didn't care who I was but believed me for my music. This life, this city, and that one person is what i need right now. Goodbye......to my old self that always looked for honest eyes" ©Tiny glowing star! #Life #motivatation Story of Her Chapter 2

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White आगे उन्हें एक हवलदार सरकारी वर्दी पहने हुए दिखा। राजा ने उसके पास जाकर पूछा- “महाशय अमुक स्थान जाने का रास्ता क्या है, कृपया बताइए?” हवलदार में अकड़ कर कहा- “मूर्ख तू देखता नहीं, मैं हाकिम हूं, मेरा काम रास्ता बताना नहीं है, चल हट किसी दूसरे से पूछ ©Satyam Satyam #Dosti part 2 Maharaja vikramaditya #satyamsatyam#2

White आगे उन्हें एक हवलदार सरकारी वर्दी पहने हुए दिखा। राजा ने उसके पास जाकर पूछा- “महाशय अमुक स्थान जाने का रास्ता क्या है, कृपया बताइए?” हवलदार में अकड़ कर कहा- “मूर्ख तू देखता नहीं, मैं हाकिम हूं, मेरा काम रास्ता बताना नहीं है, चल हट किसी दूसरे से पूछ ©Satyam Satyam #Dosti part 2 Maharaja vikramaditya #satyamsatyam#2