The next few days were complete bliss for Radha and Krishna. The village echoed with their laughter. There was only one topic that people discussed and it was … Radha and Krishna’s love.

“How did we not notice this for so long? Those two are perfect for each other!”
A lady nudged her friend to look towards the eternal couple at the river.

Krishna was playing his flute, while Radha danced to her heart’s content. They seemed to be out of the world.

“Yes!” the other woman smiled, balancing the water filled pot on her head. Both the ladies walked away giggling.

“Hey! Radha!” A girl called out to Radha, one morning.

Radha continued walking … her mind was elsewhere.

“Radha!” the girl ran towards her and grabbed her hand. Radha looked at her startled and then blinked for a few moments, before she recognised the girl.

The girl laughed. “Lost in the thoughts of Krishna?” She wriggled her eyebrows, teasing. Radha blushed. Meanwhile other girls gathered around her.

“Radha! You are so lucky!” They hummed.

Radha blinked in confusion. “What do you mean?”

They pulled her to the nearby tree and made her sit down. And then they gathered around her.

“You are so lucky to have him love you.” They sighed dreamily.

“Are you talking about Krishna?” Radha asked, shivering slightly at the last word. They nodded, but Radha was already lost in her thoughts again.

“Radha! Radha!” They shook her.

She snapped out of her thoughts and smiled at them shyly. They giggled. “Look at her! Just the mention of his name and she leaves our world.” They teased her.

She blushed and ducked her head. “His name is the key to the world of bliss and I am so addicted to it!”

The girls giggled and sat by her feet. “That’s why we called you lucky.” They sighed. “We are just hoping when he will spare us a single glance. If he looks at us, with the same intensity as he looks at you … even for a second; our lives would be fulfilled.” They stared at her feet dreamily. Radha nodded.

“Oh! Radha! Here you are!” Everyone looked up to find Krishna standing in front of them; his hands on his waist and a huge grin on that handsome face. The girls blushed and lowered their eyes, unable to stare up straight at him. He was too beautiful for normal eyes to take in. “What are young girls here, gossiping about?” He asked playfully, approaching them.

“You!” Radha blurted out.

The girls gasped and glared at Radha. But her eyes were fixed on him and she didn’t seem to be in her senses.

Krishna chuckled. “Is that so girls? What about me?”

Unable to contain the embarrassment, the girls ran away.

Laughing, Krishna settled beside Radha.

After few minutes of comfortable silence, Radha’s sweet voice rolled out. “Krishna!”

“Hmm … dear?” Krishna hummed, lying down and placing his head gently on Radha’s lap.

“Can I ask you something?” She whispered, running her fingers through his silky dark hair.

“Anything for you, love!” He winked at her.

She smiled and continued. “Everyone deserves your love, right?”

There was silence after that.