While going out from dyut sabha, I was guilt ridden, ashamed, beyond hurt from my inside. I was not angry with anyone but myself. I knew that whatever happened today was only my fault. It was me, who staked my kingdom, my people, my brothers and my...
[Author's Note: A big thank you to all my readers who have read the first two parts of the story and motivated me to write this chapter. Hope you will like this chapter😊😊.
In reference to this chapter, I have assumed that the following oaths have already been taken at the Dyut Sabha:
1. Bheem pledged that after 14 years, in the battle field , he will rip apart those hands of Dusshashan, with which he tried to disrobe their dear wife Panchali. He will also tear open Dusshashan's chest and drink his life blood like a lion to extinguish the fire blazing in his heart. He further pledged to break those thigh of Duryodhan, on which he invited Draupadi to sit.
2. Arjun pledged that he will slay Karna and will punish his wicked tongue which dared to call their dear wife, a whore.
3. Sahadev pledged to kill the brain of all these conspiracies, Shakuni in the battle field in the most treacherous manner possible.
4. Draupadi pledged that she will keep her long hair disheveled and will not tie them until and unless someone brings Dusshashan's life blood to clean the dirt of insult and humiliation from her hair.]
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Before setting off on our long journey, I considered it's our responsibility to seek blessings from our Pitamaha, Taatshree, Guru Dron, Kulguru Krip, and Uncle Vidur, who were not only our elders but also our well wishers. I agree that all these people, except Kakashree Vidur, stayed mum while Duryodhan and his gang humiliated my brothers and my wife in the most inhuman manner infront of the whole Rajsabha; but these were the people whom I have idealized since my father passed away. I could not misbehave with them. So, I along with my brothers, our dear wife Panchali, and our mother, went to Hastinapur to bid our farewell.
Also, I was not willing to let mother accompany us in this hard phase of life. I could not compromise with her health and wellbeing at such an old age. So, I decided to leave her at the Kakashree Vidur's residence, where I knew she would be safe and comfortable. That was another reason for us to visit Hastinapur.
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When we reached the Rajsabha of Hastinapur, our everyone's (except those four) eyes were glistening with tears. We went to each one of them to seek their blessings. All of them were so ashamed of themselves that they were not able to look to us. Even, I was unable to raise my eyes, but I could very well perceive whatever was going around me.
Then, I went to Uncle Vidur and sought his blessings. He was ill-reputed for having a bitter speech, for being able to speak harshest truth with utmost ease, but I was always fond of him. He understood me the most among everyone in the family. Before I could say anything he, himself proposed the idea, "Dear Yudhishthira, I think its not fit for Bhabhishree to accompany you all into the woods. Look at her delicate health and her old age. Your father Pandu was like my own brother. In this context, Bhabhishree is very respectable as well as very dear to me. If you don't mind, I will propose to let her stay at my residence and give me and my wife the fortune to be at her service."
