✓ Narottam Arjun: Soul of the Sage

t h r e e

Dear God,
Show some mercy
on my enemies,
because I will not.

Waiting for Nivatakavachas wasn't any army or group of soldiers, but merely a single warrior, in a majestic chariot, clad in white, hairs set lose like locks of Mahakaal, ready to quench their thrist of blood.

Arjun, the King of Indraprasth stood all ready for the army of cowards and backstabbers.

Handling his chariot was Kritvarma, his face bore a calm expression but the Gods knew that today he will ride with the speed of wind, smashing and killing every nivatakavacha in sight.

As if Suryadev wished to see the end of Nivatakavachas, the sun set down quickly, the dark night was set, and Arjun draped in white shone brightly like moon among stars.

Soon an army covered in black appeared, nasty smirks were plastered on their faces.

Vrisha, the soldier who had come as messenger was standing at the front, "Oh only one warrior? That stupid brother of yours was smarter, he atleast bought an army." He laughed maniacally.

Arjun's deep breaths were like breaths of a wounded lion, no words were required to understand what was going inside him.

Seeing him silent, Vrisha opened his mouth again, "I have heard you are married to a beautiful NagaKanya. After killing you, I shall bed her.

If she can accept her husband's killer as her husband, then I'm sure I will fit in that criteria." He said.

Arjun still was silent, like calm before storm;
Kritvarma's grip on the rope tightened, yet not even a slightest of difference came on his face.
The key to win the war was to keep calm and kill.

"Also, I have heard that you a beautiful sister. She too will be pleasing me in my bed," Vrisha chuckled, unknowingly making his death far more painful.

Arjun did not speak, the Nivatakavachas misunderstood his silence for cowardice.

But just like thundering clouds don't rain, Indraputra Arjun did not speak, for his Gandiv would speak when necessary.

Suddenly and expectedly the sky began thundering, lightening started striking and created havoc in the Nivatakavachas Army.

Nivatakavachas, unaware of Arjun's power, that he without entering the battlefield made his enemy run for life, started moving towards Arjun for attacking him.

Kritvarma, riding as fast wind, matched Arjun's striking speed to shooting arrows.

With Arjun's one single arrow, a huge portion of Army fell like a castle of cards.

The Nivatakavachas kept fighting thinking that their fallen friends will soon get up and fight again, but they did not get up, for they were truly dead this time.

Within few minutes, Nivatakavachas realizing that this man could kill them, started running away.

But alas, Arjun, who had already expected such cowardly behaviour, had closed the arena with a mystical weapon of his.

Vrisha, the Army Commander looked up at the sky and yelled, "Mahadev, you gave us a boon, how can he kill us?" Not being able to believe that there existed someone who could kill them.

Soon a crack came through a sky, and a voice said, "O Vrisha, remember the boon Mahadev gave. That a man, who's valour shall be equal to that Indra and Mahadev, a man follower of Dharma and sinless, a man man for whom Narayan shall bow down, only that will kill you and that too in a single night.

Arjun is that man. The student of Mahadev and Indra, with equal valour as them.
He is Anagha, he who has never committed adharma.
And Narayan who have come down on earth, incarnated as Krishna has already bowed down in the form of his charioteer.