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Magenta silk..

Mohini floated down from Rohini constellation further towards bend of white disk.. the smart rounded objects spinning around yellow sun.. the bunch looked pretty much as always like dice played by Vishmak to entice her.. Vishmak  always tried to cajole her to accompany him  roam around milkyway. .. once he had tried to trap her near silver horse .. by the violet all.. and tried to love her forcefully.. she had since then on started hiding away from him.. taking any possible shortcut to avoid him.. though he succeeded in getting her alone once in a while..

She recognised a brilliant star and some other objects spinning .. in Sun's cluster.. as always.. she had a promise of some company.. If she went on earth.. she did alway find someone here and that's why it's good to be here and less lonely.. it was rare that Vishmak will find her here.. and she can spend some time..

Vishmak's thought put chill in her .. she breathed a sigh.. and floated towards her destination.. in a slight hurry.. she directly lunged on Sun's surface.. she was sure Vishmak was farther away and won't find her easily.. she stepped on once and lunged again for earth directly from Sun.. avoiding delay fearing Vishmak's tracking.. she found Sun to be irresistible and ethereal object prime from among all other.. but she can't.. risk alarming Vishmak.. he was hell bent (fast stead) on making her own forever.. and each time .. he took her forcefully..  apart from once or twice that he wooed her in starting.. . he most certainly made sure minimization of her hiding places.. she felt unknown fear..

Earth appeared delightful in the foraying celebration of nature.. the ultimate bloom of life in brilliant colours... she decreased speed and glided to other side of globe .. to Himalayan valley .. her favourite place .. was covered in sprinkling of silver dust in midnight.. the moon was hanging out of fluff .. overhead.. and stars shone dull.. flickering timidly.. .. she landed on small patch of grass and wild flowers near a small pool.. full of white Himalayan lotus .. resting on the fragrant soft bed.. she lay on back.. looking at stars.. and fell asleep..

As always she didn't sense anything.. and suddenly woke up by a soft flowery Petal on her face..

Vishmak was bending over her..

Vishmak: why do you run away from me..?

She can't move much less speak anything.. she tried to sit up.. than even  run away..

Vishmak did lay by her.. slowly grabbing her arm..

She tried to speak.. but her voice betrayed.. unspeakable sensation.  .. and a forbidding ..

Vishmak: i already consider us to be of each other.. You are mine..

Mohini breathed.. a flutter..  "No" ..

Vishmak: we are going to live here.. i will make a hut for us..

Mohini: "No"...

Vishmak: you're mine..

Mohini : let me go..

Vishmak: i can't live without you..

He loved her..

Next morning she tried to sit up.. but couldn't  move .. when she tried again.. she realised she had become a woman.. Vishmak wasn't around.. she was garbed in a grey silk.. .. she walked slowly to the pool and jumped in.. the water was cold.. but she persisted..

Vishmak came with a bundle of fresh tinder.. and lit fire nearby.. she came out of water and dried ..

Vishmak: put new clothes.. take these.. he handed her a magenta silk..

Mohini: i hate you for doing this.. to me..

Vishmak: you are beautiful..

Mohini: i .. i...

She tried to run.. but can't.. instead her garbs slid down from her wet form..

Vishmak: only few years here on your favourite place as you said..

Mohini looked at him .. "i have never said such .. ever.." she thought..

Vishmak: you will slowly fade into female i want of you.. you will forget.. and start liking me .. i promise.. and at the end of a long many years together.. you will earn my favour and come to your form .. forever as strong as myself..

Mohini set beside fire after putting on new silk..

" what a scob.. " she thought...








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