The Different Mahabharata

Logic

Yash pov

I roam in the forest searching for my priye.
When I find her, I see her dressed in the vanvasi clothes, grazing the cows and then, taking the milk.
The cow is so lucky, she's with them, I think.

I see her wiping the sweat from her forehead and get to work, that is, make makhan.
 
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Yash pov

I follow Niyati, while she goes on a round to gaze the local people and market.

She slows down and turns back.
I turn myself back too, start to look at the carpet Tarun, one of Dwarkavasi.

From my side view, I see her narrowing her eyes at me and then continuing to walk.

I quickly turn to follow her again.

She slows down again, though, this time she doesn't stop to look behind.
This keeps going on for quite many times.

And she definitely knows what's happening, but it's funny how she continues to do it.

I also don't miss the dawning smile on her face when she turn back.

Okay, it's now time for me to cross my limits.
I take a flower from the nearest stall and hit her with it.
She turns sharply, looking at me with anger.
Well, damn, she's really angry.

I purse my lips and then start to walk in the direction opposite to her.

Oh look, how the tables have turned.

I take her to our spot.
As soon as I reach there, I sit on the swing.

“Why have you brought me here?”
I hear her sweet like honey voice, though it was in annoyance.

“I didn't bring you here Niyati.”

She scoffs.
“You were following me.” She says,
She stresses, hands on her thin waist.

I laugh.
Time to use my Aaradhya's logic.

“I was not following you Niyati, you were just walking in front of me. Actually, you followed me here.”

“Achha,” she says, sarcastically. “I followed you? No, Yash, you were just walking in front of me.”

“You just used my logic on me.” I argue.

“No, you used my logic on me.” she says, smirking.

Her logic? Ohho Aaradhya, you used her logic and told me it was yours? Not fair. You better help me now, or else she might kill me.

From golok, I hear Narayan, along with his Narayani, laugh.

“Now tell me why did you bring me here?”

I breathe, getting serious.

“You are a feminist.” I begin, “You believe men and women are equal.” I stop, “Don't you?”

She nods, getting serious as well.

“Then Niyati, why did you tell the others that it's not your decision?
If you say that, men and women will never be equal. I'm not telling you what to do Niyati, but if you, yourself, won't start believing that you can change things, then you will never be able to change it.
If you don't believe in yourself, no one else will.”

She stares at me for a while before sitting down.

“You're right.” she shakes her head, “What was I thinking? If this continues, I will never be able to do things Pitashree wanted me to.” She looks at me, before smiling at me, for the first time in prithvi lok.