The Wrath of Gammon

Chapter 12

The Wrath of Gammon

Disclaimer: This story is my humble attempt to write a fanfiction of the epic Mahabharata. My intention is not to hurt anyone's sentiment.

Aum Namah Shivay!!

Major Jayant Roy, SM is a fictitious character. Any similarity with any living person is merely a coincidence.

Chapter 12

Hastinapur, Dwapar Yuga

Jayant/ Duryodhana POV

"Bravo, Duryodhana! You are really a talented mace-fighter. Now I will mould you to the greatest mace wielder in the universe!" Dau Balrama slapped my back.

I touched his feet. My body was bruised due to the result of his hard teachings. But cuts and bruises are the pride of a warrior. Mata once said to me that cuts on the body of a warrior had the same value as jewellery to the women. After my training, I went to the river and took a dip in it. Though every morning I took a dip there, but the cold, soothing touch of Mata Ganga worked magically to numb the pain in my body.

I came back to the palace and went straight to my room. There, I changed my dress and prepared myself for my daily routine. Bhanu was standing beside me with my crown and jewelleries. Every day, she helped me wearing those things. I forbid her a lot of times, but she refused to listen my words.

"Bhanu, how many times I told you that I don't need your help?" I smiled at her.

I expected her to just smile at my words, like she did always. But this time, she spoke.

"Then Rajkumar, you should get married. After your marriage, the duty will be passed to your wife."

I looked at her, a little bit shocked. She giggled playfully, and then placed the crown on my head.

"You are a very kind man Rajkumar. Your wife will be a very lucky woman."

I glared at her, but she again giggled. I heaved a sigh, and looked at the mirror again. In that mirror, I saw two men entering the room. Guha, along with Pratikami entered my room, and they both bowed at me.

"What's the matter?"

Guha and Pratikami looked at each other. Then it was Pratikami who spoke.

"Maharaja Dhritarashtra, Maharani Gandhari, Gandharraj Shakuni, Kulguru Kripacharya, Angraaj Karna, Drona Putra Ashwatthama, Mahamahim Bhishma, Guru Dronacharya, Sri Balrama, Vasudev Krishna and Maharishi Veda Vyasa are waiting for you outside."

"What? All of them are waiting outside for me? What happened? Are we under attack?"

Guha smirked. I looked at Bhanu, who was trying to suppress her smile, but failing drastically. Even the mild mannered Pratikami was now smirking.

"Something fishy was going on behind my back. But I will find out what it is."

Bhanu started laughing. She was laughing so hard, that she literally sat down on the ground.

I heaved a sigh. My mind started acting similar like Sherlock Holmes.

"When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth." I remembered the famous quote of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. My mind started pointed me towards only one direction.

And I was sure that I didn't like it a bit!

I walked outside, and saw all of them standing there. They were all trying to have a neutral expression, except Vasudev Krishna and Maharishi Vyasa. Sri Krishna had that mysterious smile on his lips, whereas Maharishi Vyasa looking at us with a nonchalant face.