Arjun's pov
The silent pathway of indraprastha welcomed us when we reached our destination, not even a single commoner was seen on the pathway, the usually busy market which always will be buzzeled by vendors and customers are erreily silenced today, it feels like every other person of indraprastha is mourning for their beloved samragyi, to share her pain, to show her the support that she needed right now.
As we reached near the palace, we encountered few people but none of them even looked in our direction, they avoided us, just like we avoided the plea of their most loved samragyi to help her when she needed us the most, needed me the most.
I am so sorry krishnaa .. I know that a sorry is not going to fix anything, it will never be fixed now, and it is all because of me, I pushed you into this hell hole, I am the only reason you have to go through all of this, which you never deserved my love.
More than anyone I was responsible to protect you, to love you , to cherish you, to give you my damn life for your happiness....but look , what I did , I always hurted you knowingly or unknowingly i was the one who gave you the most pain .
Because of me you have to divide yourself in five parts which is the main reason why this horrific deed happened to you but trust me krishnaa if I would haveknown this, that in future if you have to go through this, I would have burned down the whole aryavrat just to keep you for myself, to protect you from the evil of this world, to protect you from my own bloody cousins , to love you till the end of this world, to cherish you till my last breath, to give the respect that you deserved my love.
Please just give me one last chance , just one chance to make every thing all right... I will seek your forgiveness love , even if costs me my life, my everything because nothing in this entire world is more important to me than you priye.
As soon as I reached the palace, I made a dash towards my beloved not caring about anyone, I needed to be with her, I need her to punish me, I need her to be angry with me, i need her to take my very next breath...
I just need you krishnaa.
" Arya, arya.. " I saw subhadra running towards me with tears running down her face, making my heart jolt with fear is it something related to my krishnaa....
"Arya, jiji.. Jiji "
Krishnaa....What happened to her, Subhadre what happened ? Tell me what is it ?
I asked shaking subhadra taking her out of her trance of blabbering ..
"Arya, jiji ...jiji....has locked herself in her room and is not answering to any one of us, she has not even looked at us after returning from hastinapur , she just went to her room , ignoring all of us and closed herself in there "
Saying so, subhadra again started crying hysterically, but the only thing that I could hear was - krishnaa has closed herself in her room , Unknowingly to me tears start welliing up in the back of my eyes .....
No.. No ... No ...I have to do something, I need her to open the door for me, for the sake of our love, for the sake of our marriage, for the sake of her paarth,
she will not remove me from her heart right?
With my trembling figure I ran towards the door that is blocking me from getting the glimpse of my precious wife....
"Krishnaa ..... Krishnaa open the door krishnaa.... Open it up please, do punish us, shout at us but please do not do this..... Please , please, please open this door, let us in, we will sort this out, please forgive us....
" Please forgive me krishnaa .. I am really really sorry my love... Just give me one chance to repent... I will lay down my life for you... But please just open this door, do not throw me out of your life like this... Please let me in... Please priye.... "
I used all my strength, all my power, I exhausted all my vocabulary to request my wife to open up this door... But all go in vain, it's like she is not even hearing me....
Of course what should I expect... I did the same thing with her in dyut sabha.
From my sides I can hear my brothers trying to make krishnaa understand to open up the door ... Bharata bheem and nakul, even trying to break the door, but the wooden door is not even moving an inch...
I saw bharta yudhishthir sitting there lifelessly it feels like he is not breathing anymore...
But the sight that scare me was of sahdev he was just looking at the door without even moving an inch, the pain on his face , the tears in his eyes, the expression on his face saying another story... It's the same expression that ...that....he gave when we were about to lose our pitashri and mata madri ...
No...no....no ....This thought only make an abrut halt of my heart....
"MY KRISHNAA ........."
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