The Sankadi kumaras curse the gatekeepers of Vaikunth - Jay and Vijay, putting the foundation stone for the future avatars of Shri Vishnu, Mahadev, Harihareshwari and Shreeshaktiswar.
With the age of truth, Satyug about to come to its end, Asurs hav...
Maharani Dayamalini was taking some fruits to keep it beside the idol she made when she overheard some maids talking about her.
"Pratit hota hai ki Maharani ka maansik stithi thik nahi." One maid said.
"Awashya thik nahi hai. Woh ek devi ko apni santaan maanti hai, yeh kaise sambhav hai ?" The second maid said.
"Aur toh aur uss murti ka aisa dhyan deti jaise koi jeevit kanya ho, kintu aisa nahi hai." The third maid said.
"Maharani ko kisi Vaid ki awashyakta hai." The fourth maid said.
Listening to that Dayamalini clutched the plate of fruits in her hand angrily. How dare they question her motherhood ? She stomped away from there and went straight to the room where all her statues were.
She looked at the first statue of a baby, then a statue of a toddler and the rest of the idols. She went to the 14 year old statue that she had completed and looked at it as tears brimmed her eyes.
"Woh sab murkh hai ! Tum toh satya mei mere samaksh ho jeevit !" She said keeping the plate of the fruits aside on the table.
She cupped the face of the statue as few tears fell from her eyes.
"Dekho sab tumhari Mata ke baare mei kya-kya sochte hai.... Tum mere paas kyu nahi aati ho ? Mujhse baat kyu nahi karti ho ? Kya tumhari Mata se kuch bhul huyi hai ? Kya tum mujhse rusht ho ?" She asked the idol.
But after obtaining no response she backed away as the voices of all the people who said that Amarsri is not her real daughter ringed in her ear.
She closed her ear and turned around, as tears fell from her eyes.
"Maa ?" A voice said.
Dayamalini frowned as she removed her hands from her ears and turned around. Her eyes widened as the statue turned into a real girl.
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She had the same eyes of the statue, same face and same body.
"Putri ?" A smile appeared on Dayamalini's face.
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She ran towards Amarsri and pulled her into a warm embrace. She was real, she had a heartbeat, she was breathing, she was her daughter.
On the other side Nyayemalini was shedding tears as she argued with her handmaiden.
"Woh keval ek murti hai ! Satya mei tumhara putra nahi hai woh !" The handmaiden said.
"Ekant !" Nyayemalini said angrily.
The handmaiden shook her head and left, Nyayemalini started crying after that as she looked at the sculpture.
"Dekho putra, woh aisa kaise keh sakti hai ? Tum mere hi putra ho na ?" Nyayemalini asked.
Suddenly a blinding light emerged from the idol causing Nyayemalini to close her eyes. Soon the lights dimmed and she opened her eyes, she was suprised seeing a young boy of 14 instead of a statue.
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He had the same eyes as the idol, same nose, same lips, same facial features and everything and that's when Nyayemalini realised that he was her son.
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He came towards her and wiped her tears away and gave a smile.
"Asatya kehte hai woh sab Maa." He said.
"Mera putra..." Nyayemalini muttered as she embraced Srinav.
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Trumanshiand Hemashree004 jee bhar ke pyaar karlo apne baccho se ! Aaj finally mauka mila hai !
