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| खुसरो, रैन सुहाग की सो मैं जागी पी के संग,तन मेरा मन पीहू का सो दोनों एक ही रंग |

He took my soul as he decided to not come back and I embraced routine. Age took over and so did longing. At last, I reached his land after a tiring journey and there Dwarkadhish stood before me with a smile on his face. But where was my Krishna? That lavish mansion, those pretty wives, what could i have done?

And when love could contain itself no longer, I went forward asking him to allow me to see him in my sunset days, I asked to be his wife's maid and as usual, he didn't say no to me.

As time passed, the pain grew, I couldn't bear to see him at a distance, couldn't bear to hide my love and I walked off. He followed and finally asked me to come back. I could feel myself giving up and so I disagreed. Losing all control on myself, I cried like never before and asked why he never married me? To this he smiled and asked how can one marry oneself? Marriage is a union of two souls.

Our breath was one, our soul was the same.

Granted a boon by him, I requested to be an audience to hear him play the flute, one last time. Knowing now that I had to go back, what could be a better Death than one at the melody of Krishna's flute?

~ Radha and Krishna were one, never separated and it is said that Radha collapsed while she was hearing Krishna play his flute. Her soul merged back into Krishna and he, in grief, broke his flute into two as a mark of respect and love for her. ~