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...
At the border of forest adjoined to two states of Prayag & Panchal:
From the point of view of a stranger girl:
A girl was roaming absentmindedly in the deep forest. She was told it was a forest adjoining Prayag but the forest came under the rule of her father. She did not like to stay inside the royal palace. A bit. She loved to sneak out of the palace and roamed happily at the forest. Alone. She was fearless from heart. She did not need any man to protect herself. Even if she had two brothers and one sister. Alas!! She was unaware that very soon her life was going to change. After marriage. This firy fearless girl had to be known as the epitome of women courage and strength. She would be the living example of women empowerment. In this entire world. Let us concentrate on the present time now.
She came to the earth not long ago. She was born just some days before. So she had no idea of eastern life and how people lived on the earth. This girl even did not know how to use the mirror to appreciate her beauty. She was taken aback when she saw her own reflection on the wall mirror that was lavishly decorated in bedroom. But she was a quick learner. So she had learned everything very quickly. Her dead mother (some called her mother in the name of Mahima) was an exquisite beauty herself. People were talking that she got her mother's complexion. Dusky. But her pointed nose, oval shaped face, hiplong black curly hair, bigger dreamy eyes with the biggest eyelashes, pink cheeks and strong cheekbones, small hip, pouty full lips and lean slender figure with sturdy limbs made her desirable in men's eyes. Her nature was firy as she knew how to protest against injustice in the society. But she had a soft side too. She loved her siblings tenderly. All of them were her lifeline. Her own flesh and blood!!! Her father did not seem very happy when she emerged from the fire. But he took a chance!! He wanted to avenge his insult!!! He wanted to ruin Hastinapur!!! So he deliberately tried to mould this girl's heart to a brave boy of that state in whose hands he was insulted. It was a long story. All knew about it. So we can leave it behind.
The girl looked happily at the trees. Birds were seen singing and dancing. They were chirping altogether. She loved to hear them. She was searching desperately for her own bird. Her Kakatua. Nil Mani. The naughty one who flied away every day to meet with his lover. She loved to go behind him. This was her only time to be in contact with the nature. Unless her father had left no stone apart for her. She had to learn singing, dncing, cooking (of which she was expert now), sweing almost everything. God knew what was in his mind?!! This girl felt tired but she did not protest. A bit. She wanted her father to be proud of herself. She had only one desire in her young heart. Her beloved father's recognition!!! For his happiness she could do anything!!! Only if she knew what sacrifice she had to make for her this small desire!!! In her later life!!!
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"Twi.. Twi... Twi..."
She broke up from her dreams with a big jolt. She heard the voice of her bird. It was playing hide and seek with herself. She nodded her head slowly in disbelief. This bird!! Always naughty indeed!! He had to play with his lover and now he was playing to her!!! She tiptoed to the direction of the voice. She had decided to catch it red handed!!!
