A young boy dressed in royal attire was seen running through the hallways. He appeared to be around 3 years old, had very fair skin, and was very attractive. Two women were trying to pursue him , "Rajkumar, Rajkumar, please stop."The child was having fun playing with them and was not in the mood to stop when he observed that both went silent suddenly , he stumbled over something and collapsed to the ground before he could finish his thinking..
He just raised his head and glanced up to see his grandfather smilingly standing there in front of him before taking him into his arms.
Bhishma inquired of his grandson, who was smiling sheepishly, "You are becoming more mischievous day by day Karna."
"pithama I can't play with Mata because she is carrying my little brother, and you, Kakashree, and Pithashree are always working. Also, the three pithamahi have grown old, so I can't bother them "Karna answered
Bhishma: So that's why you're bothering the poor maids, aren't you?
Karna looks at the two women who are slightly aside from them and then replied , "No, I didn't bother them , ask them yourself Pithama they love playing with me."
One of the maids responded, "Yes mahamahim, it's true, we like playing with Rajkumar.
Bhishma raised his eyebrows at his grandson with suspicion, but all he got in return was a bit of a giggle. He has no idea how he managed to get them to answer in his favour.
Bhishma dismissed the maids from there and said " come on we can go somewhere i think you will like it "
When Karna heard it, his eyes grew wide with excitement. Unable to wait, he inquired, "Where are taking me, Pithama? Will the place be fun?"
" Wait for a while, my dear, you'll understand yourself " Bhishma said as he started to walk with his grandson, who was still in his arms.
Karna was escorted to the palace's weaponry division by Bhisma, where he began to look at everything, beginning to wonder how he had never seen this place before.
Karna looked at the magnificent stretch of ground that was filled with numerous weapons and asked his grandfather, "Pithama why didn't no one showed me this location before?"
" I mean it's not like we didn't want to show you, but you are just little therefore we will never bring you here and also this is the place where our soldiers would be trained" Bhisma responded smiling at his grandson's eagerness and inquisitive inquiries.
Karna gave his grandfather a nod.
" Pithama, can I get training too?" karna asked bhisma.
As a Kshtriya, you must definitely learn about warfare, said Bhisma in response to his grandson's confusion.
Karna instantly observed two soldiers carrying a tiny table that contained a modest collection of weaponry.
Bhisma dropped Karna to the ground and said, "These weapons are sufficient in size for you , go and pick the one you like."
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𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 - 𝐌𝐎𝐌
Fiksi Sejarahʙᴏᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪᴛ? ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏɴ ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ? ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ʙᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ? ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢᴏɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴇᴠᴇʀᴀʟ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴡᴏᴍʙ ɢᴏ ʙᴀʀʀᴇɴ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ? ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴍᴇ...