CHAPTER 62

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"Rama ! Rama !" Lakshman ran behind Rameshwari in the hallway, before finally catching hold of her hands.

"Kya huya Rama ?" He asked kneeling at her level.

"Pitashree ne kyu kiya aisa ?" She asked sobbing.

"Kya kiya ?" He asked cupping her small face.

"Unhone kyu kalesh karwaya ? Kyu virah karwaya ?" Rameshwari asked.

"Rama..." Lakshman sighed pulling her in his embrace as she cried.

"Tum Rameshwari ho, Shri Ram ne tumhara kuch ahit nahi kiya." He reminded.

And then Rameshwari stopped crying for a moment and realised she had slipped into another mood of her previous avatars.

"Oh ha." She muttered pulling out of his embrace and wiping her tears.

"Ab chale ? Ram bhaiya chintit ho rahe honge." Lakshman said.

Rameshwari nodded and the elder Soumitri smiled before picking her up in his arms.

"Ai ! Rama ! Tum itni bhaari kabse ho gayi ?" Lakshman asked in jest walking back to hall.

"Chachashree, mera kad badha hai !" Rama said and decided to play along, "Kintu vridhavastha ke karan yadi aapko mera bhaar uthane mei kasht ho raha hai toh aap mujhe niche rakh dijiye." She said.

"Vridhavastha ?! Rama mai ab bhi yuvaan hu ! Aur yadi mai vridh bhi ho gaya, tab bhi meri kshtriya bhujaao mei itna Bal rahega ki tumhe ek haath se hi utha lu." Lakshman said.

Rameshwari chuckled as they both finally reached the hall, where Shri Ram approached them worriedly.

"Ramey, kya huya tha ? Aise rote huye kyu chal gayi ?" He asked.

"Um...." Rameshwari looked at her uncle.

"Kuch nahi bhaiya, Rama bhavuk ho gayi thi, Natya mei virah dekh ke. Nat-Nati atyant Sundar prastuti kar rahe hai waise." Lakshman said.

Shri Ram nodded keeping hand over her daughters head and caressing her face.

"Aajao Ramey, Natya punah aarambh hone hi wala hai." He said extending his arms for her to come in them, but Lakshman took a step back.

"Nahi bhaiya, Rama aaj meri goud mei baithegi." Lakshman said.

"Kyu ? Chacha bhatiji mei sulah ho gayi ?" Shri Ram asked with a smile.

"Bhaiya, Rama ko lagta hai ki mai vridh hu aur ise utha nahi sakta. Toh mujhe meri shakti ka pramaan dena hai. Kyu Rama ?" Lakshman said piching the nose of Rameshwari who chuckled.

"Uchit hai." Shri Ram smiled.

And so they took their seats, this time Rameshwari sitting on Lakshman's lap. Soon the curtains were pulled, and the stage became visible.

A prop mountain was placed over it, with a false snake wrapped around it. On one side there were actors dressed in godly attire, on other side were actors dressed as Asuras. Both the sides were pulling the false snake.

And so entered the Sutradhaar, and he keenly looked at both the sides.

"Arrey Devraj, aapne Asuro ke saath sandhi karli ?" He asked.

"Kuch bhi na bol Sutradhaar. Adharmi Asuro ke saath sandhi ? Kadapi nahi. Yeh toh Bhagwaan Vishnu ka aadesh hai ki Devta aur Asur saath mil kar Samudra ka manthan kare aur khoye huye vaibhav ko samudra se punah nikale. Aur apas mei baat lenge." The Nat playing Indra said and continued with the churning.

"Oh. Kintu, kise kya milega, iska nirnaye kaun kar raha hai ?" Sutradhaar asked.

"Iska nirnaye mai kar rahi hu Sutradhaar." The Nati playing Harihareshwari said coming to the centre stage, this time dresses in more heavy attire.

"Devi Harihareshwari ?" Sutradhaar asked.

"Ah-Uh ! Parmeshwari Paramanandi." She corrected.

The royal family smiled looking at the play, especially Rameshwari who this time was grinningly spectating the play, on the lap of Lakshman.

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Waise chalo Rama aur Lakshman ji jis seat ke liye lad rahe the wahi par dono mast baith gaye 🤣🤣

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