“I just had a dream, Radha! I’m sure, it’s a boy”!
“Vimmi.. Stop for a second.. I just don’t get it. Relax.. Now tell. What was in your dream”?
“I dreamt of Lord Krishna, playing with his friends.. and Mother Yashodha is watching over him, smiling proudly, at her son..”
“That’s great, Vimmi. This is such wonderful news! I think we should tell this to Sarlaji”!
“You both seem so happy.. Now what is it that you’ve got to tell me”? Sarlaji had entered the room. She was a kind and pleasant looking, middle-aged woman, under whose care all the ladies over that place- at Anand, came to know, what was it like, to be in heaven!
“Tell me what, Radha”?
“Sarlaji, Vimmi is going to have a boy! Lord Krishna appeared in her dream”!
“Why, this is such a pleasant news! Vimmi, meanwhile, you should start being more careful about yourself. For now, you are not going to be, just you. Krishna is also, now a part of you”!
Vimmi felt elated. She had never been so happy before. She couldn’t imagine.. How it began.. And now, this!
Vimmi was sitting by the window. “Banwara mann dekhne chala ek sapna”.. crooned the radio somewhere; and she wondered, “Can we ever stop dreaming”? Smiling to herself, she was now, gazing at the stars. Somewhere, sometime ago, a star fell off the sky to become a part of herself. She slowly, got up from the bed. She walked towards the mirror and looked at herself.
She saw a reflection of a woman who was around 30. She wasn’t fair. No. She wasn’t dark, either. And she wasn’t ugly- nor beautiful. She was a mother. And that made her, sheen!
She could feel little Krishna in her, waiting to come out into the world, see new things, learn new skills- become a great man, someday!
Vimmi smiled at her own thoughts. How quickly does a woman’s imagination fly, past the future! But, now, she needed to rest. Krishna, needed to rest.
Vimmi lay awake as she rolled over in her bed. She was just too happy to sleep. She was thinking about Munni and Sukhi. Her two girls. She had been worried earlier about how well her husband would be able to take care of them. They were just two brilliant girls. Now, they went to a good school, too!
Vimmi had always been a wonderful mother and a wife. Even when her husband’s dairy business, collapsed, she never lost hope. She always knew that Lord Krishna would do something. And indeed, little Nand Kishore had played his flute, yielding to her prayers and shown her a way!
And she saw the light, in her pain. The light filled her life. And her pain was now, her hope!
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“This is such a beautiful child”!
Vimmi opened her eyes. She could now see the people around her. She could see a woman, a young and very beautiful woman, holding the baby.
“Vimmi, you awoke? How do you feel, now”?
“I’m fine, Sarlaji.. the baby..”?
“Yes. You were right. It is indeed a boy..”!
Vimmi felt so happy. She had been dying to see him.. She gained all her strength back as soon as she heard it!
“May I see him”?
“Sure. Why not”! Said the woman holding the baby- “You have every right to do so”! And she brought down the baby to Vimmi.
Vimmi saw a beautiful baby boy, with unusually bright, big eyes! Just like little Kanha! She was so happy.
A man, standing beside the beautiful woman, now spoke.
“You just don’t know what you’ve done for us. I have sent the money to your husband. His dairy is now going great. I have sent him, more than what was agreed upon. And now, you can ask for anything that you may want from us..”
Vimmi looked at the man who had just spoken. She had seen him before. He had been like a God to her, helping out her family- through their misfortune, taking care of her daughters’ education. What more could she ask from him? However, impulsively, she said-
“Sethji, just promise me, that you’ll name him, Krishna…”
New Day. The dawn speaks a thousand dreams. Hopes of a new future- bring out a smile, somewhere deep within. Yet, a tiny tinge of fear, constantly infest the smile of the uncertainties that lie ahead. 
