It's the day of Holi, the entire Hastinapur was covered in colours of happiness. The sounds of music can be heard by everywhere.
Yudhishthir entered his room after his morning prayers and saw Satyamurti has just finished doing her puja. She looked at him and smiled as she picked up the plate of colours kept in the feet of Narayan.
She came towards him as he keeps smiling at her. Satyamurti took a little in her hands and puts in on his cheeks. She bent down to apply it to his feet but he stopped her.
She looked at him and raised her eyebrow while he shook his head in a 'Don't' manner. Yudhishthir takes a little in his hand and firstly fills the parting of hair.
He then applies it to her cheeks, the color of Gulal on her face hid her blush too well.
"Happy Holi Yuvrani." Yudhishthir said.
"You too, Yuvraj." Satyamurti smiled as she embraced him.
Elsewhere, Bheem was looking for his wives everywhere but was unable to find either Rajeshwari and Hidimba.
He went to the royal garden where all were celebrating Holi and suddenly was drenched in colours from both the sides. He looked at his right and saw Hidimba and on the left stood Rajeshwari. Both of them were laughing holding the buckets.
"NOT FAIR !" Bheem said.
"Everything is fair in Holi Arya !" They both said.
"Really ? Then I'll show you what's fair and what's not !" Bheem said.
"Hidimba run !" Rajeshwari said.
Both of them ran away as Bheem chased behind them. In their run, they kept throwing plates of colours at Bheem to stop him.
When Bheem finally got hold of the two, he smiled pulling them towards him as they nervously looked at him.
"Now it's time for punishment." Bheem said laughing.
"Arya we were kidding." Hidimba said.
"Punishment will be served." Bheem said with a smirk.
"What punishment ?" Rajeshwari said.
"Today you both will feed me with your own hands." Bheem said.
Rajeshwari and Hidimba chuckled listening to his so called punishment.
On the other side Arjun came to his room and saw no one was there. He wondered where Tamasvini would be, he was supposed to be the first one to colour her.
'Maybe she is with her sisters.' Arjun thought.
He turned around to leave and that's when entire plate of colour was thrown at him. He opened his eyes and saw Tamasvini chuckling.
"I got you." She chuckled.
"Allow me now to do the honours." Arjun said grabbing handful of colours.
She chuckled as she ran outside and he chased behind her. Both of them ran across the corridors laughing.
Tamasvini quickly went and hid behind a pillar, she peaked behind and saw Arjun looking around for her and then going towards another direction.
She sighed in relief but was suddenly pulled behind by her waist. Tamasvini turned her head and saw Arjun, she tried to get out but his grasp was tight.
"Now you cannot go anywhere." He chuckled.
He puts the colour on her cheeks and down her slender neck, soon they stopped laughing as Arjun got lost in her cold yet soft butter like skin, which made him want to keep applying more and more colour to it.
And she was lost in his warm touch, which felt so satisfying against her cold skin, making her want to have him touch her skin again and again.
She turned her head to look at him, both lost in each other's eyes, their faces were so close that they could feel each other's breath on their skin.
Suddenly Arjun lowered his gaze and backed away.
"I apologise if I crossed the line of decency." He said and left.
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A/NArvini are getting closer, and Hidimba and Rajeshwari are on good terms, iss baat par ek gana ho jaye !
*Clears throat*
Holi ke din dil khil jaate hain !
Rangon mein rang mil jaate hain !Gile shikawe bhul ke doston !
Dushman bhi gale mil jaate hain !
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TRIGUN
Historical Fiction"The people must know how to balance Sattwa, Rajas and Tamas inside them. Thus I want the Trigun to incarnate as my sisters." The Guna of purity Sattwa, the Guna of passion Rajas and the Guna of darkness Tamas are the mode of all existence, these t...