People leave.
Seasons change.
Even the ones you thought were forever
become memories.
But Krishna stays.
Not always in the way you expect.
Not always in the form you recognise.
Sometimes He’s the stranger who helps you when no one else stops.
Sometimes He’s the strength you find at 3 a.m. when you thought you had none left.
Sometimes He’s the sudden peace in the middle of a storm you can’t control.
He stayed with Draupadi when she was alone in a hall of enemies.
He stayed with Sudama in his hut of bare walls and empty pots.
He stayed with Arjuna when the whole world looked like a battlefield.
Krishna doesn’t promise that life will never break you.
He promises that when it does,
you won’t be alone in the pieces.
This Janmashtami, remember—
the same One who stole,
danced,
left,
hid,
whispered,
and played…
never left you for a moment.
And never will.
Karmic clique
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