⭐ Chapter 2 — The First Tremor of the Soul
The morning sun was just beginning to spill its gentle light across the palace balcony.
Rudra Priya Singh Rajputana sat in her room, deep in meditation as always.
Her breathing was calm, her mind steady… yet something inside her was restless—
something connected to the dreams she had been seeing lately.
Sometimes she saw herself at Krishna's feet…
Sometimes she found herself in some ancient era, a life she couldn't recognize yet somehow remembered.
And the strangest dream of all—the Rasa Leela,
where she was dancing with Krishna himself.
It didn't feel like imagination…
It felt like a memory.
The door creaked open softly.
"Di… are you ready?"
Sarvi's playful voice echoed in the room.
Rudra Priya opened her eyes.
In them was a stillness—yet also a fierce determination.
Today was the turning point of her life—
the day she would begin preparing to become an IPS officer.
A princess of a business empire choosing a police uniform…
To others it might sound like madness.
But for her, it was a calling—one she could not ignore.
Downstairs, the whole family waited.
Her father, Rajveer Singh Rajputana—
once an iconic IPS officer himself—
looked at his daughter with pride.
"Rudra, the path you have chosen…" he said slowly,
"…is not an easy one."
"But the Singh Rajputanas have never taken the easy path."
A soft smile appeared on Rudra's lips.
"Baba… this decision didn't come from my mind. It came from my soul."
For a moment, the air itself seemed to pause—
as if an unseen force had blessed her words.
Two days later…
Rudra was studying late into the night.
The room was silent, yet she constantly felt
as if someone was watching over her…
guiding her.
It was the same sensation she felt in her dreams—
when she found Krishna by her side.
Last night's dream flashed before her eyes—
the divine glow of the Rasa Mandal,
the scent of peacock feathers,
and the lingering touch on her wrist
as if Krishna's flute had brushed against her skin…
"Krishna… is that truly You?"
she whispered softly.
Suddenly the door burst open.
"Didi!!! Listen listen LISTEN!!"
Sarvi rushed in, slamming the speaker on.
The room filled with a deep, mesmerizing male voice—
a song… not an ordinary one.
A voice that dove straight into the soul.
A shiver ran through Rudra's entire body.
Her fingers slipped from her book.
Her heartbeat surged wildly.
"Who… who is this?" she whispered.
Sarvi practically jumped with excitement.
"Didi! It's Advik's new song!!
That K-pop superstar! Everyone is going crazy over him!"
But Rudra wasn't listening anymore.
Her eyes widened.
Her face went pale, stunned—
as if a forgotten part of her soul had suddenly awakened.
Her breathing turned uneven.
Every line of the song pulled her into another lifetime…
as if that voice knew her.
As if it was singing only for her.
As if this wasn't a bond of one life—
but of many lifetimes.
The only sound in the room was Advik's voice…
and Rudra's soul recognizing someone
it had known long before this birth.
She remained frozen in her chair—
unable to speak, unable to move.
Sarvi laughed lightly,
"Didi? Why are you staring like that?
You liked the song that much?"
But Rudra's gaze was distant—
fixed on the place where her soul had trembled.
Everything outside fell silent.
But inside her… a new storm had risen.
Because for the first time—
the voice of a stranger
had awakened a forgotten identity within her.