"Truth is like the Sun, whereas Realization is the first encounter with reality."
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"Destiny has been changed by you, Karna! Remember that eventide, when you had come to learn archery...
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"You are the Emperor of Ayodhya," Dhritarashtra declared.
"Yes, Maharaj, and this fact is known to all the elders of your family. Now, please provide an answer to my question. Why were you silent when this heinous incident was taking place? Why were the elders of this family silent?" Karna's voice resonated with anger.
"Answer my husband's question," Madirakshi interjected angrily.
"No answer? Fine, then I will administer punishment to the culprits responsible for Devika's suffering. Mahamahim Bhishma, I order you to execute Gandhar Raj Shakuni immediately," Karna commanded with rage.
"No, Emperor, I cannot perform such an act now. I will always obey your orders. Sister Gandhari helped me," Shakuni pleaded fearfully.
"No, brother, I will not help you. You intended to destroy my lineage for the sake of your revenge. I cannot take any risks with you. My son's safety is of utmost importance to me," Gandhari replied, her heart heavy with sorrow over the incident but understanding that her brother's demise was crucial for her son's welfare.
"Emperor, what is your decision?" Bhishma inquired, his satisfaction growing as Karna put an end to this senseless act, almost fulfilling his desire to eliminate his arch-nemesis.
"Kill him! Gangaputra, it is my order," Karna declared in a voice seething with anger.
Bhishma unsheathed his sword and began advancing toward Shakuni. His joy was boundless as he realized that now Hastinapur would be safe from the machinations of this mastermind.
Shakuni trembled in fear and attempted to flee, but Karna had already sealed the doors of the Rajya Sabha. Desperate, Shakuni pleaded for his life, but Karna remained deaf to his pleas. Shakuni comprehended how Devika must have felt when no one came to her rescue.
In no time, Bhishma closed in on Shakuni and swiftly severed his head, ending the reign of the puppeteer responsible for all the troubles faced by Hastinapur. The people of Hastinapur rejoiced, liberated from the manipulator who had caused so much strife.
Dhritarashtra was struck with a sudden realization and guilt consumed him. He had remained silent, failing to speak up for his Kulvadhu. Filled with remorse, he hurried toward Devika, apologizing profusely, seeking her forgiveness.
Devika smiled warmly at Dhritarashtra and replied, "I hold no grudge against the elders of this family."
After a few moments, Duryodhana, Dushasan, Ashwathama, and the Pandavas regained consciousness, their heads throbbing with pain. As they saw Shakuni's severed head on the floor, they cried out in shock and horror.
Dushasan caught sight of Karna, Madirakshi, and exclaimed, "Mitra and sister, you are here."
"Do not call me sister, Rajkumar Dushasan," Madirakshi retorted angrily.