Krishna, My Superstar

Raj was a small boy who had recently moved to India from the United States. He didn't know much about the culture and traditions of his new home, but he did know one thing: he loved Krishna. Raj had read books about Krishna and watched videos about him on YouTube. He was fascinated by the stories of his bravery and wisdom. He even had a Krishna statue in his room that he would talk to every night before going to bed.

One day, Raj heard a group of children singing a song in the street. He recognized the tune as "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star," but the words were different. They were singing "Krishna Mere Superstar." Raj was curious and walked over to the group of children. They were all local kids, and they looked at Raj with suspicion.

"What do you want?" one of them asked.

"I heard you singing a song about Krishna. Can you teach it to me?" Raj replied.

The children looked at each other and then burst out laughing. "You don't even know Hindi," one of them said. "How can you sing a Hindi song?"

But Raj was determined. He had learned some Hindi words from his parents and from watching Bollywood movies. He begged the children to teach him the song, and eventually, they relented.

Over the next few days, Raj practiced the song over and over again. He sang it while walking to school, while playing with his friends, and even while eating his meals. He loved the way the words flowed together and how the melody made him feel. He felt closer to Krishna than ever before.

One day, the children invited Raj to come with them to a Krishna temple. Raj was overjoyed. He had never been to a temple before and had always wanted to go. They arrived at the temple, and Raj was struck by the beauty of the building. It was adorned with intricate carvings and colorful paintings of Krishna and his exploits.

As they entered the temple, Raj felt a sense of calm wash over him. The air was filled with the scent of incense, and the sound of chanting filled his ears. The children led him to a small statue of Krishna, and Raj felt tears welling up in his eyes. He had never felt so connected to anything before.

Suddenly, one of the temple priests approached them. He looked sternly at Raj and the other children.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"We came to pray to Krishna," one of the children said.

The priest looked at Raj. "And what about you? Are you a Hindu?"

Raj hesitated. He didn't know what to say. He had always been drawn to the Hindu religion, but he didn't know if he could call himself a Hindu.

Before he could say anything, the priest spoke again. "This temple is only for Hindus. Foreigners are not allowed."

Raj felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He didn't understand why someone would be excluded from a place of worship just because of their nationality.

As they left the temple, Raj felt a mix of emotions. He was grateful for the experience, but he also felt like an outsider. But he knew one thing for sure: Krishna would always be his superstar, no matter what anyone else said.

Raj walked back to his home, feeling a bit disappointed. He wondered why someone's nationality or background should matter in a temple. He thought that Krishna would welcome anyone who loved and respected him, no matter where they came from.

As he walked, he heard the familiar sound of the children singing "Krishna Mere Superstar." He joined in, and soon they were all singing together. They sounded beautiful, and Raj felt like he was part of something special.

When he reached his home, he went straight to his room and sat in front of his Krishna statue. He closed his eyes and began to sing his favorite song.

"Krishna mere superstar, kitna pyara hai ye sangeet tera."

As he sang, he felt a warmth spreading through his body. He felt like he was communicating with Krishna in a way that words could never express. He felt a sense of belonging and peace.

Days turned into weeks, and Raj continued to practice his singing and to learn more about Krishna. He read books and watched videos, and he even started to learn some Sanskrit so he could understand the mantras and prayers.

One day, Raj's parents decided to take him to a different temple. They had heard about a temple that was open to everyone, regardless of their background. Raj was excited but also a bit nervous. He didn't know what to expect.

When they arrived at the temple, Raj felt a sense of joy and relief. The temple was open and welcoming, and there were people of all ages and backgrounds inside. They all seemed to be there for the same reason: to connect with Krishna.

Raj walked around the temple, marveling at the beautiful paintings and sculptures. He could hear the sounds of chanting and the smell of incense. He felt at home.

As they approached the altar, Raj closed his eyes and began to sing. He sang with all his heart, and soon, other people joined in. They all sang together, and the sound was beautiful.

When they finished, Raj opened his eyes and saw that people were smiling at him. They thanked him for sharing his love of Krishna with them. Raj felt a sense of gratitude and happiness. He realized that he didn't have to be from India or speak perfect Hindi to connect with Krishna. All he needed was love and devotion.

From that day on, Raj felt like he had a new family. He had found a community of people who shared his passion for Krishna. He continued to sing his favorite song and to learn more about the Hindu religion. He felt like he had found his place in the world, and he knew that Krishna would always be his superstar.