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"Chamber of Whispers " was the next test room. Mahipal pushed open the door and stepped in followed by Ishit with his face b

lushed lightly with the embarrassment. He hadn't excepted the headmaster to be so generous. What he had thought was that he would award him the third-grade immunity at the most. 

"This test would check the grade of your spirit ears.  " Mahipal said as the door closed behind them.  Unlike the last chamber, this chamber was not very spacious.  A stone statue of a dancing woman was standing on the dais. The statue was so vivid that for a moment Ishit mistook it for a real woman. The rose petals-like dancer's lips were half-opened as if she was about to sing a song.

Ishit couldn't help but marvel at the sculptor's skill. Her eyes were fishes capable of enchanting even a stone-heart. 

"She is Amrapali, the most beautiful city-bride of Vihaan. I've got only one opportunity to attend his concert five years ago. She really sings like a water nymph." Mahipal said, "This is a two-star statue."

Ishit couldn't help but give another glance at the stone beauty. No wonder It was so life-like. They said that each star given to a sculpture showed its virtues. 

"As for its virtue, it is singing one of Amrapali's soulful songs. So your test is simple, you just have to activate your spirit ears, and enjoy the sweetest voice of Vihaan. Of course, you have to write down the lyrics, too. The number of lines you can make out will decide your grade. "  Mahipal said. 

Ishit had heard of this city bride from castle guards. They were full of all praises for her. 

So Ishit couldn't help but feel excited. He sat down beside the dais and picked up the quill and a scroll. 

As soon as he activated his spirit ears, a faint distant sound whispered into his ears. Ishit heightened his hearing ability a bit more. 

And the faint sound turned into a melody. It was a hum that stirred Ishit's heart. The voice was singing,

"My village is on the banks of the Yamuna,

Come there, O dark-skinned!

My high mansion is on the banks of the Yamuna, 

I'm a new gopika (cowgirl) from Brij  Radha Rangali is my name,

play your flute in my name 

Come there, O dark-skinned!

My village is on the banks of the Yamuna!!

I'll thoroughly bathe you  And will apply sandalwood tilak on your forehead ;

I'll worship you in the morning and in the evening;

Come there, O dark-skinned! 

My village is on the banks of the Yamuna!

I'll order for a swing made of flowers ;

I'll decorate the bed with the choicest of flowers;

And will gently massage your feet;

Come there, O dark-skinned! 

My village is on the banks of the Yamuna.

I'll prepare a dish of butter and sweetmeats

And will feed you with my own hand. 

I'll take care of you in the morning and in the evening.

Come there, O dark-skinned! My village is on the banks of the Yamuna"

The song was the sunshine of the winter sun which make Ishit's soul drowsy. Ishit didn't know when he drifted away to the Yamanu river, where a maiden with a face like a moon was sitting under a shady tree singing for his beloved. The quill dropped from his hand, as he lost into the melody. 

"Chamber of Whispers " was the next test room. Mahipal pushed open the door and stepped in followed by Ishit with his face blushed lightly with the embarrassment. He hadn't excepted the headmaster to be so generous. What he had thought was that he would award him the third-grade immunity at the most. 

"This test would check the grade of your spirit ears.  " Mahipal said as the door closed behind them.  Unlike the last chamber, this chamber was not very spacious.  A stone statue of a dancing woman was standing on the dais. The statue was so vivid that for a moment Ishit mistook it for a real woman. The rose petals-like dancer's lips were half-opened as if she was about to sing a song.

Ishit couldn't help but marvel at the sculptor's skill. Her eyes were fishes capable of enchanting even a stone-heart. 

"She is Amrapali, the most beautiful city-

bride of Vihaan. I've got only one opportunity to attend his concert five years ago. She really sings like a water nymph." Mahipal said, "This is a two-star statue."

Ishit couldn't help but give another glance at the stone beauty. No wonder It was so life-like. They said that each star given to a sculpture showed its virtues. 

"As for its virtue, it is singing one of Amrapali's soulful songs. So your test is simple, you just have to activate your spirit ears, and enjoy the sweetest voice of Vihaan. Of course, you have to write down the lyrics, too. The number of lines you c

an make out will decide your grade. "  Mahipal said. 

Ishit had heard of this city bride from castle guards. They were full of all praises for her. 

So Ishit couldn't help but feel excited. He sat down beside the dais and picked up the quill and a scroll. 

As soon as he activated his spirit ears, a faint distant sound whispered into his ears. Ishit heightened his hearing ability a bit more. 

And the faint sound turned into a melody

. It was a hum that stirred Ishit's heart. The voice was singing,

"My village is on the banks of the Yamuna,

Come there, O dark-skinned!

My high mansion is on the banks of the Yamuna, 

I'm a new gopika (cowgirl) from Brij  Radha Rangali is my name,

play your flute in my name 

Come there, O dark-skinned!

My village is on the banks of the Yamuna!!

I'll thoroughly bathe you  And will apply sandalwood tilak on your forehead ;

I'll worship you in the morning and in the evening;

Come there, O dark-skinned! 

My village is on the banks of the Yamuna!

I'll order for a swing made of flowers ;

I'll decorate the bed with the choicest of flowers;

And will gently massage your feet;

Come there, O dark-skinned! 

My village is on the banks of the Yamuna.

I'll prepare a dish of butter and sweetmeats

And will feed you with my own hand. 

I'll take care of you in the morning and in the evening.

Come there, O dark-skinned! My village is on the banks of the Yamuna"

The song was the sunshine of the winter sun which make Ishit's soul drowsy. Ishit didn't know when he drifted away to the Yamanu river, where a maiden with a face like a moon was sitting under a

shady tree singing for his beloved.

The quill dropped from his hand, as he lost into the melody. 

"Chamber of Whispers " was the next test room. Mahipal pushed open the door and stepped in followed by Ishit with his face blushed lightly with the embarrassment. He hadn't excepted the headmaster to be so generous. What he had thought was that he would award him the third-grade immunity at the most. 

"This test would check the grade of your spirit ears.  " Mahipal said as the door closed behind them.  Unlike the last chamber, this chamber was not very spacious.  A stone statue of a dancing woman was standing on the dais. The statue was so vivid that for a moment Ishit mistook it for a real woman. The rose petals-like dancer's lips were half-opened as if she was about to sing a song.

Ishit couldn't help but marvel at the sculptor's skill. Her eyes were fishes capable of enchanting even a stone-heart. 

"She is Amrapali, the most beautiful city-bride of Vihaan. I've got only one opportunity to attend his concert five years ago. She really sings like a water nymph." Mahipal said, "This is a two-star statue."

Ishit couldn't help but give another glance at the stone beauty. No wonder It was so life-like. They said that each star given to a sculpture showed its virtues. 

She is Amrapali, the most beautiful city-bride of Vihaan. I've got only one opportunity to attend his concert five years ago. She really sings like a water nymph." Mahipal said, "This is a two-star statue."

Ishit couldn't help but give another glance a

t the stone beauty. No wonder It was so life-like. They said that each star given to a sculpture showed its virtues. 

She is Amrapali, the most beautiful city-bride of Vihaan. I've got only one opportunity to attend his concert five years ago. She really sings like a water

nymph." Mahipal said, "This is a two-star statue."

Ishit couldn't help but give another glance at the stone beauty. No wonder It was so life-like. They said that each star given to a sculpture showed its virtues. 

She is Amrapali, the most beautiful city-bride of Vihaan

. I've got only one opportunity to attend his concert five years ago. She really sings like a water nymph." Mahipal said, "This is a two-star statue."

Ishit couldn't help but give another glance at the stone beauty. No wonder It was so life-like.. They said that each star given to a sculpture showed its virtues. 

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