The Different Mahabharata

Human

Yash pov

"You went to meet her, didn't you?" my wife asks, fuming with anger.

I nodded.

And then, protests started.

***

Niyati pov

"Madhav, I think it is time for us to go back to Hastinapur. Mata must be waiting for us." Bhrata Yudhishthir says, after we finish eating.

My mouth opens involuntarily.

We're going so soon?

"Arre, putra, stay for some more time na," Devki Mami says, on whose lap I'm resting my head on, while she brushes my hair.

"Maiyaan, let them go." Yash says, looking at me with a slight smile.

I sit up.

Does he want me to go?

Was I wrong about the signs?

I guess I am.

I was deep in thought when someone shaked me.

I look at them to see each and everyone staring at me, as if expecting something.

"Huh?"

"I asked you whether I was right, Niyati ji." Yash says, smirking at me.

"Uh, yeah, you're absolutely right."

Wait, wait, wait, what did I agree on?

I didn't hear him.

"See, I told you na Maiyaan, they have to go now,"

My eyes widened.

"So, it's decided, we shall leave tomorrow morning. It will take us three days to reach hastinapur." Arjun says. "It's fine, right didi?"

I nodded.

Well, it is time to go, even though I don't want to.

"It's right, and we also have to attend the sabha. Vidur kaka had sent us the letter, apparently they are going to decide the future king of Hastinapur." I rolled my eyes, and continued, "They were actually-"

"Stop Niyati, that's it." Bhrata Yudhishthir orders.

Typical Bhrata Yudhishthir.

Always trying to protect the ones who plot against him whereas, scolds and orders the ones who love him, respect him and would never go against him.

I roll my eyes again.

"Now go, pack your things. We'll leave as soon as the sun rises."

***

"I really want you to stay here for some more time didi, why don't you stay back here while the others go?" Subhadra whines.

"Bhadre, I have to, I'm a part of them, aren't I? So how can I stay away from them?" I answer, pulling her cheeks slightly.

"But-"

"Revati bhabhi, you make her understand!" I say, packing my things. "I have to go somewhere, I'll be right back."

I stroll out of there, in search of Yash.

I've been meaning to talk to him since last night.

He told me that he does feel something for me, I did too.

We confessed, and now he wants me to go back.

What is he thinking? His kind works in ways I can't even think of.