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~*~The Guest From Heaven~*~

Hello My Dear Readers,

Once again, I welcome you all to the new chapter of my story. I am really thankful to you all for having waited so patiently for me to return. I am overwhelmed with your love and support. In order to express my gratitude, I promise that this time I will be giving really fast updates this time.

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Draupadi's POV:

'All's well that ends well'....that's what I can say about that day's incident. I might not be as good as my Jyeshth Arya in reading the ill-omen but atleast I had mastered reading my Arya's expressions. To be honest, I got extremely scared for Arya Bheem's safety. I kept praying for his well being all the way to Lord Kuber's Pond. Thankfully, my prayers were answered.

Like always, Arya Bheem had brought so many flowers that if I had to make to make a bouquet out of them, then perhaps I could not have held it even with my both hands. While holding those flowers I was suddenly reminded about my wedding garland. The first wedding garland I wore was from Arya Arjun at the Swayam Var Sabha, but the first wedding garland at my marriage ceremony was from Arya Yudhishthira.

Suddenly an idea struck me and immediately I started arranging for the same. Finally, by the end of the 1st prahar of the night, I was ready with my surprise. That day, my Jyeshth Arya was in-charge of guarding around our hermitage. The floral valley of the Gandhamadhana mountains was illuminated on that full moon night. It seemed as if the nature was also conspiring to bring us together for the second time.

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[1] That day, even though started quite peacefully, but ended in an eventful manner. Of course, I do not blame Kalyani for asking Bheem to get those flowers. My Kalyani had always been fond of flowers. 

I was enjoying the sweet silence of mountain valley, when I sensed someone's presence behind me. Even though I am not as skilled as Jyeshth Pitashree in identifying a person by the sound of their footsteps, but I could never forget my Kalyani's fragrance.

Immediately, I turned back, and the beauty of that sight cannot be expressed by mere words even by the greatest poets of the world. Though she was not dressed in expensive silk, she did not wear any precious jewel studded ornaments, she had not done any shringar, yet she looked magnificent as the day when she stood infront of me as my would-be-bride. 

My Kalyani was standing infront of me holding an extremely beautiful garland of saugandhika flowers. I felt as if I am dreaming. It's true that I wanted replenish our relationship, but after breaking Kalyani's and my brothers' trust, I did not have the courage to ask Kalyani for the same.

Lost in my thoughts, I kept looking at her without blinking. "Arya, why are you looking me like this?" Kalyani's words suddenly brought me into reality. It seemed as if I lost my ability to think. I just managed to blurt out, "Kalyani.....why have you come to me in this manner?"

"In which manner, Arya?", Kalyani asked feigning innocence. I could clearly sense a hint of flirtatiousness in her tone. It reminded me about the initial days of our married life. Then, I used to call her by her formal name Draupadi. My mind was getting filled with thousands of anticipations and expectations but my past experiences with life has taught me enough not to have expectation for anything which is beyond my control.