It is the sixth story of the Karna Series. Long ago a girl born out of her loving parents, Dau Balram and his wife Rebati. Her mother hailed from Satya Yug whose father discovered a suitable groom for his only daughter in Dwapar Yug, in the elder si...
Outside of the Royal tent of Anga: at the time of the rituals of Vrish-Shalu marriage:
One man was standing tall lifelessly. He was looking at the sky. He was now searching for his eight dead sons at the sky who promised to witness the wedding of their hot favourite Vrish Bhaiya. They all were long gone!!! All of them were dead!!! They could not come back today!!! Only if they could once!!! This grieving father would be ecstatic in joy!!!
"Pitashree!!!"
He heard a whisper in his ears softly. For a second he did not understand what to do!!! He could not believe his ears!!! It was the voice of his Satya!!! Meek, shy and sensitive Satya who had loved to read religious books and wanted to be a great ruler like his own dear father Karna and his uncle Yudhhisthir!!!! Only if he got a chance to blosom!!!
He narrowed his eyes. Someone was truly standing at the far eastern side. His face was not showing due to the darkness of evening time. But his own heart was thumping aloud inside his chest. He identified the voice!!! He had identified the standing posture!!! It was of his Satya's!!! But how could it be possible?!! He was dead now!! He had burnt his corpse in his very own hands!!! Uruvi had guarded this boy's dead body with her own so that none could touch it!!! Not a single vulture or hungry animal roaming around the battlefield!!! Then how could he come back to him again?!!
He brewed his eyebrows together and looked at the silhouette standing tall before him. Calmly. In the darkness of evening time. His eyes were blurred in tears. So he could not see it clearly. But he tried hard to do that!!! He had a desire to see his son!!! For the last time!!!
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Anga Raj Karna (crying)
The boy stirred a little bit. Then he had come forward. This time his face was clearly shown. He was indeed his dead son Satyasen whom he loved to address as "Satya"!!!!
The Boy had came near Karna and had folded his hands in deep respect. Then he asked his father calmly this
"Ap kyun hame jane nahin dete, Pita? Ham toh mar chuke hain. Prithivi me hamara ayu aur karya dono samapt ho chuka hain. Toh phir kyun hame smaran karke ashru bisarjan karte rehte hain? Bhul jaiye hamko. (Why you always recall us always?!! Why can't you let us leave the earth, my dear father? We are dead now. Our duty had been fulfilled. Our time was limited here. Now we are gone. Then why you cry always to remember us? Kindly forget us.)"
The boy was trying to console his own father Karna. Even if the corner of his big almond shaped eyes were glowing with tears now!!!
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