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 beautiful girl was lying limply on the bed and thinking deep. She was reminiscencing about her own life. It was so simple and similar east going before. But not now. She was then a mere simple girl with her own bubbly personality. She loved everything of her life. She liked to explore the place near her small Hut. She pretended to be the Queen of that jungle. Little did she know that being a Queen was not a bit an easy task.
A sigh escaped her throat. She felt so sorry. For herself. Padmavati was an easy going girl. But Padma died. Along with her parents. She was Vrushali. Her Karna's, Her Vrish's Vrushali. She was of her Basusen's Vrushali. Her responsibility had matured her!!!! It changed her too!!!! She was turning in a stone hearted woman nowadays!!! As she knew that she had to bear the pain and agony of her husband Karna in her heart!!! She could not succumb to pain and misery as she was his own shadow!! His strength!!! Conscience of him!!! She would fell helpless without her support!!!!
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Devi Vrushali Padmavati
She lifted her tired eyelashes to the sky and looked at the direction of the open windowpane. She loved to see the dawn time. When Sun was seen to arise in the horizon the soft reddish Sunrays first touched the earth and the entire world became Red in his rays. It looked so beautiful and so very poetic to her. She recalled her father who always echoed a poetry at the dawn time. She loved to hear his soft and gentle tone of voice. She missed his father very much. She missed her mother too in whose lap she loved to sleep peacefully. She lost her parents. She left only her brother Banasen and sister-in-law Kalyani along with two toddler nephews. She loved to have them with her. She missed them a lot. After the untimely demise of Sudama she at her heart was scared to love any boy. She was petrified to mix up with a toddler. She had a fixed notion in her heart that if she got indulged in the love of any boy, be it Her son Vrish or her nephews, she would lost them. Prematurely. Just like her Sudama.
She allowed her husband Karna to accompany with Duryodhan. It was true that she never favored Duryi in her life. As she thought he was a bad effect on her husband. Karna could be more better person, more better King, more better human being, if he was not a bit influenced by Duryi. She had confronted him several times. To urge him to leave Duryi that he bluntly had refused. His response was still ringing in her ears now
"Asambhab Padma!!! Mitra ke Bina yeah Karna adhura hain!!! (Utterly impossible, Padma. Without my best friend I am incomplete!!!)"
She tried to resonate with him by saying "Par woh Sudama toh nahin aur nahin tum Shri Krishna!!!! (But neither he is your Lord Krishna nor you his Sudama!!!)" Mind it that this Sudama was the best friend of Lord Krishna!!!! He had no connection to karna's dead son!!!
