The Fateful Evening part 2

Part 189

Panchali smiled.  The smile brightened up her face. It stayed in her eyes.
Arjun walked towards her and whispered...This smile I witnessed only when we walked towards the potters hut...
Panchali did not say anything. She knew he is right. Right then she is feeling like a parrot freed from a cage stretching her wings and trying to fly.
She looked up into the sky. The stars,the moon questioned her feigning innocence..
What is the reason? Why are you flying high?
Panchali closed her eyes. She need not explain anything.
Nature knows her secret. She is a part of Prakriti only.
How come the love that defines her existence not known to them?
Arjun smilingly observed her feelings,her expressions.
She need not say a word. He could understand her mindset.
Krishnaa...his voice reached her soul. She felt the thrill all over again..
When did he call her by that name first time?
She knew. He knew...the walk together to the potters hut consists of many such sweet memories..
Panchali did not feel inhibited..after many days or ages she moved nearer to her Arjun ..on her own.
She touched his curls,softened them pushed them back smiling bewitchingly..
Arjun enjoyed her touch,her warmth and her uninhibited love. He hugged her close and asked
Finally Krishnaa is set free.. from her anguish..right?
Draupadi ruffled his hair and questioned. Don't you know the answer?
Arjun smiled...his mother proved her love for her daughter in law..and her Phalgun..

The moonlight ,the gentle breeze ,the water drops sprinkled occasionally gratified the loving souls.
The love that survived many hardships still blossomed.
The romance that never lost its freshness reigned supreme yet again.
Arjun's hot breath on her neck,his tightened grip on her waist let her inhibitions get lost in the storm of his passion..
The temporarily built camp hut accommodated them with great enthusiasm.
Arjun hid his face in her heart and stammered., Why do you love me that much?
Yajnaseni bit her lower lip looking endearingly into his charming face..He knew the answer.
She need not confess. Heartfully she stretched her hands and invited him into her body and soul.
Arjun confessed after a while...This is the moment of my life..after ages..
Panchali closed her eyes with bliss,with contentment..

Pari ran faster than the wind. He is excited..he is thrilled. It is late afternoon..The sages of the hermitages are relaxingly discussing the subtle matters of dharma ...with Yudhishtir, Sahadev and some visitors of neighbouring villages..
Nakul and Bheem are busy  with the kitchen staff  who are given instructions about the food preparations for the next two days...Dussala is going to arrive by morning with her grandson..

Krishna and Arjun are sitting in the mango grove conversing as usual..
Dussala is coming.. I still can't face her ..Madhav. I robbed her of her marital bliss. As if that is not enough Her son died listening about my arrival in Sindhu Desh with the horse.. God knows what kind of punishment awaits me...in the other world..
Krishna scolded him with affection.. Again started? I feel my Geeta and Anugita got wasted on you..I should have imparted them to someone else...
Arjun challenged.. Could you do that to any one else? Just tell..
Krishna laughed and admitted. Ofcourse not. But now you should do me the favour by living up to my discourse..
Arjun smiled..I assure you..despite my occasional hammerings I will try my best to prove worthy of your enlightenment..
Pari rushed to them stopped and gasped for breath..
Arjun took him on his lap and looked at him suspiciously..now what did you do? Admit.
Suka came there and stood with a smile.
Krishna laughed and said...Parth.. Which story our Pari planned to listen to Nite?
Arjun nodded his head in frustration.
Pari hesitatingly said...Pitamah..Suka wants to narrate...
Arjun waited ...while Krishna smiled mischievously..
Uttar go grahan...Pari admitted with enthusiasm..

Dussala came with her grandson. Dhritarashtra and Gandhari felt immensely happy...you and Yuyutsu are left for me...every one left me..the blind king wept.
Gandhari blessed her grandson and said...Always be with him Dussala..he will light up your husband's clan...
Kunti hugged her and shed tears..Be bold daughter... You only are the support for your grandson.. she said..
Pari took the five year old boy round the hermitage and engaged him by playing with him.
Dussala met the bahus who received her with warmth..
She could not suppress herself on seeing Panchali.. Bhabhi...how could you look that young? Tell your secret..