"Remember how long you've been putting this off, how many extensions the gods gave you, and you didn't use them. At some point you have to recognize what world it is that you belong to; what power rules it and from what source you spring; that there is a limit to the time assigned you, and if you don't use it to free yourself it will be gone and will never return."
Marcus Aurelius - Meditations, Book 2, 4.
For @fierarain as part of the Alphabet Fic Challenge!
They are a study in contrasts, these two cousins.
Arjuna is fair of face and forbidding, as Krishna is dark-skinned and disarming; Sabyasachi smiles only rarely, but Shyam has a mouth made for laughter. At times it is difficult to see what pleasure they could possibly find in each other’s company, but something, certainly, there must be.
Perhaps it is this: both of them know, all too well, what it is to be tucked in the middle of a trail of siblings, not responsible enough to be respected as the eldest should be, not careless enough to be coddled as the youngest should be.
Perhaps it is this: that one likes to give orders, and the other to obey. So at least Duryodhana jeers, and neither Jishnu or Janardhana offer any rebuttal. They need not; they know all too well that they are equally wise and equally wary, and there is no one else in the world who they trust as they do each other.
Perhaps it is as simple as this: that their joys are shared, as are their sorrows, and when Narayan reminds Nara that they are but one and the same, it can be nothing but the truth.
Prompted by me! Because if there’s something to celebrate being done with this project, it’s commemorating Team Krishna(a)!
Yellow means many things to Draupadi.
It is the smear of turmeric that always settles upon her silks when she cooks, no matter how careful she means to be. It is the soft splendor of sunlight, its warmth magnified by the windows of this grand palace Mayasura has built for them. It is the golden gleaming coats of her husbands’ horses; it is the fluttering banner of the karnikara tree that her darling Abhimanyu has chosen for himself.
But best and most beloved of all, it is always a sign of the approach of her dearest and most dependable friend.
all that matters is water and streams and rivers
Orchid: fertility, virility, sexuality, exotic beauty
Iris: eloquence, royalty, faith, wisdom, hope, valor
Jasmine: beauty, sensuality, love, purity
Sunflower: adoration, platonic love, admiration, loyalty
Red Rose: passionate, requited love, desire
Peony: bashfulness, wealth, compassion, beauty, happy marriage
Lavender: purity, silence, devotion, grace, calmness
Lilac: affection, youthful innocence, confidence, humility
Anthurium: hospitality, happiness, abundance
Daisy: innocence, purity, true love, new beginnings
Anemone: fading hope, forgotten love, faires, anticipation
Gardenia: purity, hope, trust, secret love, dreams, clarity
Hyacinth: sincerity, sporty attitude, playfulness, rashness, jealousy
Daffodil: creativity, inspiration, renewal, awareness, unrequited love
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