At the age of Mahabharata, there was a small but independent state named Manipur whose king Chitravahan wanted a prince for himself. He then worshipped Lord Shiva and got a girl. According to Mahadev's order and his own desire, he rared her as a boy...
"Uff. I can't sleep. I just can't sleep an ounce, mother."
A 16 yrs old girl was telling this to her mother-in-law. She was Princess Yuvi, Brishaketu's wife. She was telling this lines to Draupadi who was also in realtion her mother-in-law and her own mother-in-law Padmavati's best friend and sister-in-law. She had no sleep in her eyes. She was looking at the setting sun with horrified face. Her intuition told her this was a bad omen. Something very bad was going to happen to her.
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Princess Yuvi (Wife of Brish)
Draupadi was trying to coax her to sleep. Sleep was necessary for her. She was eight months pregnant and for the welfare of the baby in her womb it's mother should have ample amount of rest. But Yuvi was not at all listening to her warning. She clutched her hands tightly and told her -
"Thats bad, mother. Thats very bad. Don't let the sun down. Don't let the sun down in the horizon. Mother please. Please."
Her horror and screams had alerted Panchali too much. It happened once in the case of Avimanyu. When he died his pregnant wife Uttara got to know it. Panchali's heartbeat stopped in her chest. "Vasudeva!!! Help me. I had already lost my five sons along with Avimanyu. I don't have enough courage left to see Brishaketu gone too. No. No. What I am thinking??!!" She scolded herself and tried hard to control her tears.
"Putri (daughter), nothing will going to happen. Nothing will ever happen. Okay?" She consoled Yuvi and took her head in her arms.
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Samragi Draupadi
Yuvi sobbed hard clutching Panchali tightly while she was still blaberring nonstop. Panchali looked at the scene of disappearing sun. Vasudeva. Help us. Please. .....
"Brishaketu, Brishaketu, son, don't go, come back to me. Please come back to my lap."
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