This is the untold story of a wife of one of the most promising and remarkable archer of Mahabharata. Karna. This girl loved him unconditionally from the very bottom of her heart and was witness of his endless pain, suffering, dilemma and agony to p...
One boy was sulking alone. He did not know why he was doing that!! He was ashamed of himself. Yet!! He could not see any man near her!! Padmvati was his own!! Then why?!!! He was none but Karna himself. Basusen of both Baishali and Padmavati.
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Basusen Karna (Our Hero)
He was throwing stones on the pond. On indecision. How could she hug that man?!! Just how could she?!! Was her confession fake?!! Was his feeling for her futile?!! Then?!! He could not believe it if anyone told him so. He would surely cut his or her tongue who dared to badmouth her!! But he had seen her!!! In his very eyes!! To hug a handsome man!! How could she?!! He was fuming in deep rage.
His heart broke into pieces by seeing her caught hold on someone's chest like that way. She was so naive!! So pure!! So selfless!! So frightened!! She could not do that!! She just could not cheat him like that way!! The girl who just confessed her love for him!! Only him!! No!! She should not!! He must be making some fatal mistake!!!
"Tum ucit hi samajh rahe ho, Putra. Prem Sada andha hi hota hain. Woh keval wohi dekhta hain joh woh khud dekhna chahta hain. Woh keval apne dayita ko apne paas sanjhor ke rakhna chahta hain. Yeah Prem ki swabhab hain. (You are absolutely right, my son. Love is always blind. It seems to see that what it wants to see. It wants to captive it's lover to itself without knowing what he or she wants. This is the selfish nature of Love.)"
All of a sudden he heard a sweet tone in his eardrum. With a jolt he sharply turned back to see a woman was now sitting under a big teak tree. She was seen meditating to her God. She told it to him.
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A Stranger Sage Woman (Sadhwi)
He went near her and folded his both palms together. In devotion. She had a soft smile on her beautiful face.
"Mate, ap kyan hain?!! Apko mere man ke baat kyse gyat ho gaya!! (Dear mother, who are you?!! How can you read my mind so easily?!!)" He asked her in trembling voice.
