Uruvi, a golden hearted Princess of Pukeya, tried hard to change her destiny. She did not want to be married to anyone but unwantedly she befriended with two arch enemy Arjuna and Karna. One became her brother while another her husband. She tried to...
Every single night Uruvi broke up with a jolt. She saw a same dream all the nights over and over again. She had seen a man whose face remained in dark was clutching a girl's lifeless body in his arms. Even if she could not be able to see his face but from his trembling voice she had assumed of his agony. He was calling someone's name fanatically.
"Baishali, don't go. You promised to stay with me forever. How can you live me alone? Our marriage has been just fixed by our parents. We are just engaged. We are so happy together. How can you die now?!! I can't even get a chance to convey my love to you. Please come back to me. Baishali, I can't live without you." His voice was dripping with several emotions. Rage, sadness, frustration, despair, disdain, anxiety and helplessness.
The girl he held tightly was lying in the pool of blood. Her face was now white. But it was very beautiful. She had large eyelashes in her round face. Slightly curved nose and red full lips. Her hair was flying on air and it was black and straight. But the length of her hair could not be seen by Uruvi as the dead girl was lying on her back. She had curvy body but in no way she could be called as fat. Her arms were stretched out to opposite direction. In her left hand there was an open sharp sword glowing in the moonlight.
Yes the scene was of night time. The air was cold as the man was shivering hard. But perhaps it could be due to the horror of loosing his beloved. The atmosphere was dark but Uruvi could be able to notice the presence of two horses. They both were now standing along. One of them was white and it was stomping it's feet. Another one was black and it lowered it's head to the floor. The eyes of the black horse was moisted in tears as if it had been realizing the pain of it's master. The white horse, on the contrary, was now eager to save it's master and that was clearly the dead girl.
"Baishali, come back please." The man cried aloud.
Then he clutched her tightly in his own chest. Now his face became clear foe the first time. He had cute brown red eyes similar to orbs. In one look you could tell that his doe-shaped eyes were adorned with two brown orbs. He had thick eyebrows and larger eyelashes. His hair was flying in Air and it was long towards his neck. He had locks on his forehead which was flying in Air too. His nose was pointed and his feature was sharp. His face was oval. His cheekbones were strong and cheeks pink. His lips were red and small but they were quivering too much now in pain. From his eyes tears were flowing rapidly. He had two golden earrings in his ears.
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Now she noticed his physique clearly. His shoulders were broadest. She did not know that this man was named as "Vrish" for his "Vrisha-skanda" (broad shoulders). He had strong torso too. He was wearing a golden armor that was shining brightly in the moonlight. She could not see his abs through the armor but he seemed to possess six or eight packs under it. He was wearing a pink dhoti and also similar colored Anga-vastra or shawl. His legs seemed sturdy and well built. She could not say anything about his height as he was now sitting uptight on the floor clutching his girlfriend's body. But it seemed that he must be over 6 feet.
