"Tai raha phir, kaun jayega pehele?" Dushala asked.
"ISHUU!" Arjun, Nakul, Bheem, Sahadev and Subhadra herself cheered for Ishaa.
"Uchit hai!....suniye jaake mere kaksh se mera veena laiye" Ishaa agreed, asking for a maid to bring her veena. By this time Shivu had also joined.
"Yeh toh...Rudra Veena hai jiji!"
"Haan Subhadre mujhe ye Veena aatyant priye hai!" Ishaa replied smiling.
She started playing Veena, lost in music.
After about 5 minutes Ishaa opened her eyes and was greeted by applause and cheering of the gathered crowd."Ati sundar jiji, maine aajtak itni madhur swar aur itna sundar Veena vadan nahi suni puri jeevan mei!" Subhadra appreciated.
"Dhanyabad Subhadre!" She thanked, smiling.
"Aisa paratit huya ki Mahadev swayam veena vaadan kar rahe ho!" Bheem said amused and proud of his sister.
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A Blossom of Hope: Aayanshi [UNDER MAJOR EDITING]
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