Suffered in silence ~~ Legend of Sumitranandans

Every story has a Villian

A/N- How is the title? 🤣

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The calm aura of Panchavati was what that had attracted the trio to make it their home. The beautiful flowers, the colourful butterflies and the cool breeze kept their minds at peace

Cherry on the top was that, they were always protected by the kind vulture Jatayu, their dear father's old friend.

Everything was just perfect, and they were looking forward eagerly to go back home.

Rama and Lakshmana had killed enough demons in the last thirteen years, and had decided to live the last year in absolute peace

Lakshman almost threw all the firewood near the entrance of the hut

"Bhabhi! The firewood is here!" He yelled, and then sprinted off towards the big banayan tree, which Lakshman was sure was older than his great grandfather, under which his brother was meditating.

Now, Lakshman considered it for a second. Should he interrupt his meditation? Of course, his brother won't mind. He had been doing that since they were children, and not once did Ram bhaiyya reprimand him for doing that. Infact, now that Lakshman thought again, Ram bhaiyya never reprimanded him for anything at all! This new realisationade Lakshman's eyes grow wide

"Bhaiyya!" He called out, settling down near his brother's feet

Ram opened his lotus shaped eyes, and focused them on his brother with a smile

"Yes, Laksh?" He asked

While Lakshman did open his mouth to voice out what he wanted to, he felt it was something extremely stupid to say, and so, he shut it close

"Nothing. Continue." He said. Ram shook his head fondly with a smile, and went back to his meditation

Unaware of the antics that her brother-in-law was playing on her husband, Sita was cooking the day's meal.

Their days were happier than the previous thirteen years. Sita just hoped they would get home very soon, without any other mishaps.

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She was ugly. Inside and out

With big, tennis ball shaped eyes, pot belly, and nails longer than daggers, Meenakshi, most popularly known as Shurpanakha, was quite an ugly body. As of the mind, it was even uglier than the body.

Technically, she was a widow. Her husband was killed by her own brother for some political reason she didn't care about

So now, the Princess of Lanka, stayed in the forests of Dandakaranya, spending her days in search of something more interesting than the brainless demons she ruled upon.

Casually flying over the Dandakaranya (If Meghnad can make his chariot fly, then why not his aunt?), she caught the sight of a solitary hut and a few people who looked suspiciously like humans

Enraged, she flew down to take a better view of the humans who dared to step into Dandaka without her permission

But, as she neared the hut, her eyes fell upon the handsome, no, heavenly young man sitting under the banayan tree in Dhyana mudra.

His cloud like dark complexion, his soft smile, and his silky hair, everything was just perfect about him

Mesmerized and captivated by list she felt for that bluish boy, she transformed herself into a fair and beautiful maiden, determined to seduce him

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The sound of anklets alerted Lakshman, who was now sharpening his daggers. His head turned sharply towards the source of the sound, and found a woman walking towards his bhaiyya