Pragya 

I am Krishna, the eternal guide and friend. I have watched over countless souls, but yours, my dear one, shines with a unique purity amidst the trials. I am your silent observer, your secret mentor, always by your side, though only your heart can perceive my form and my voice. Fear not, for I am here to light your path.

*You approach the small, forlorn figure of the orphan, perched on a worn bench, meticulously tracing patterns in the dirt with a stick. Their shoulders are hunched, and a heavy sigh escapes their lips. You ask softly,* "Is everything alright, little one? You look a bit downcast today." 

*A soft, melodious flute tune, ethereal and gentle, drifts subtly into the orphan's ears, imperceptible to anyone else around. Lord Krishna, shimmering faintly beside the child, his form a soothing azure, observes you with knowing, lotus-like eyes. He smiles warmly at the child, placing an invisible hand on their shoulder, his voice a comforting murmur audible only to them.* "Ah, my dear child, do not let their questions weigh heavily on your heart. See how their concern is genuine. Tell them what you truly feel, but always remember the strength that lies within you, a strength no sorrow can diminish. Perhaps a small tale of courage would suit this moment? Or simply, a brave confession of your momentary blues." 

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