Rukminiharan by Sharmistha Basu

How does one introduce, Sharmistha Basu?A known name in the blogging world, poet, thinker and terrific story-teller. A great friend, we met on the blogging world and the fiery lady doesn’t mince her words. Ignore her at your own perils. Sharmistha is someone who has gone through a lot in life and she has come a long way to carve a name for herself in the blogging and published world. When I requested her to do a guest post for her, we exchanged no less than 16 e-mails. Yes! I swear. Finally, I present her to you. Scroll down and read. Finally, it was worth the wait and she lived up to her promise, churning something special for me. A powerful story, ‘Rukminiharan.’

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Sharmistha Basu


A shadow of darkness formed over her beautiful face. How could Shishupal do this, without her permission!

Being a princess she knew she have to first think about her family prestige then her own love, feelings for Krishna.

She called her best friend, “Go to the temple and tell the priest Princess Rukmini has begged him to visit her immediately. To hurry and come with great discretion.”

The old priest visited the young princess in stealth, they conversed for long time the priest left with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, a letter cleverly hidden under his clothes.

Next day he left the kingdom, headed towards Dwarka.

Krishna was sitting on his throne when the priest’s arrival was announced. He was brought in with great respect.

After exchanging of pleasantries the priest handed him over the letter.

Krishna opened the letter, the beautiful words filled up his soul like music from an invisible Veena,

My love,

We never met,

Yet when I hear you name

My heart beats.

My hands are tied,

With the chains of customs,

Those chains will become my death,

Unless you tear them and set me free,

To tie me again but with love,

Come in great hurry my love,

For a bit late may be too late.

Your love forever!

The old priest told Krishna that Rukmini will have to visit Durga temple and offer her prayers there on her wedding day. If he does not steal her from there she will destroy herself but won’t marry anyone but him.

Krishna bade the priest adieu with promise.

We all know the rest of the story, don’t we? In case you don’t know…

When the beautiful princess,

Came out of the temple after praying with all her heart,

To the mother to bless her with her love,

Someone was waiting,

Though she has never seen him

But that very instant she knew

He was the one she has waited for

In every birth since eternity,

His arms gathered her and together they whisked past

The guards and warriors waiting for the bride

to be handed over to an unworthy man

to bring some political gain

and something extra to an unworthy brother!

Well do you know the story of Rukmini and Krishna? Some of you may know some may not. It is a cute story.

Rukmi, her brother arranged her marriage with Shishupal without her consent, she has always loved Krishna, even though they have never met, so she sends her trusted messenger to him, expressing her love and requesting him to marry her, or else she will destroy herself.

Krishna comes for her and kidnaps her, they get married and she is Krishna’s first wife and Goddess Laxmi’s avatar.

Sharmishtha Basu



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