Part 2 in Devansha Series
The time has started ticking for the Mantri sisters. They have finally retrieved Vijaya and secured their place in Gurukul.
But will everything stay normal for Mantri Sisters after Adya's challenge to Asura raj Virat? Will...
Music for the Chapter: Nothing Is As It Seems by Hidden Citizen, Ruelle
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The place was silent. I was thankful to him for offering me a comfortable stay but I wanted to go home.
"I know you wish to go back home. I wish I could let you go back to Hari but sometimes it becomes difficult. If I let you go, Virat has warned me that he would kill you himself. Here, you would be living in capture but at least alive." Shukracharya told me. I chuckled.
"Isn't death better than captivity for a soldier?"
"I would choose to keep you alive than to watch you die. Regardless of how much you resemble your father, I cannot help but remember that you are my own sister's daughter. I have never seen Hari as a child. When he had been born on Earth as Krishna, everyone said that Krishna looked exactly how Hari would himself look like a child. But I had seen my sister as a child. I had seen her grow up to the same age as you are now. The resemblance keeps me emotional towards you. How many times have I tried to tell Indrajit that it was foolish to try and fight for Ravana because the one he wants to capture is Mahalakshmi who can never be Ravana's. How many times I try to tell Virat but the same mindset. He has idolized Ravana."
I looked at Shukracharya. He had a plate of food with him. He showed me a photograph of himself and maa. Her smile was so beautiful that it almost lit up her eyes.
"There has never been a moment when I haven't wished that my sister stayed with me. Not because she's the Goddess of Wealth or such. Just because I remember those tiny feet stomping to make the noise from the anklets she wore. We are Rishis, during that time, we didn't have many accessories. Of course, now I do have accessories but back then the only one who wore jewellery in our family was her. My mothers didn't wear jewellery but Sri would. That image of Sri lives in my heart. My little sister. She used to sometimes get tired walking on the way to Somnath. I pick her up on my back and walk while she would keep chatting on to keep me entertained. I remember how loving she would call me 'bhrata'. I know that true knowledge is in knowing that relationships should weigh you down but the love that I have received from my sister. My father turned away from me when I chose to become Guru of Asuras. My mothers cannot go behind his back so I was alone. Only my sister still loved me the same. There were no conditions in her love."
His eyes watered when he remembered. Not out of sadness but out of happiness. It almost reminded me of how much I loved Sona. The same love. I got off the bed and sat next to him.
"You still live thinking that just because maa fell in love with dad, she will forget you and just be with him. It is so characteristic to how Nana is. He loved Sati so much that he just couldn't let her go away with Mahadev. He worried that if she went away with Mahadev, he would become so less to her that she wouldn't even remember him. He only let this fear be ignited when she garlanded Mahadev as her husband. You are also on that road. You fear losing maa's love so much that you don't realize that love wouldn't even fall short. You just need to have faith that maa will always love you."
