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...
At the Royal Court of Hastinapur: 1 more month later:
"Main keval yeahi chahti hoon ki is biswa se, hamari Aryavart se, yudhh mit jaye. Pratyek choti rashtra apni sarvaumyo swadhinta ki upabhog kare. Koi bhi brihat rashtra unpe sankat na bane. Hastinapur bhi nahin. Vachan dijiye hame, Dharma Raj. (I just want only one thing. There will be no more War. From this world, feom our beloved India, the constant fear and threat of war should be stopped and demolished. The relationship in between states must be cordial and friendly. The big states should not at all impose any threat over the small states. Not even Hastinapur. That is my one and only wish. Promise to me that, O Dharma Raj.)"
One girl of eighteen was announcing her opinion in calm and confident manner. Her voice was calm and she looked composed. Her ravishingly beautiful face was glowing in bright sunlight. Her manner was calm. Her attitude was positive. Her posture was regal. Her standing style was royal. Her aura was enigmatic. She proved herself as a true example of beauty and brain.
She after completing her this kind of prolonged announcement tilted her head proudly and noticed the reaction of all gathered in the Royal Court of Hastinapur. She smiled in her own mind. She knew that she had made everyone astonished. She demanded something that even the new King of Hastinapur would think about. She was happy over herself.
On the Royal thorne sat down King Yudhhisthir along with his dear wife Krishna Draupadi while his brothers were standing at the each step of the podium.
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From the far eastern corner two men looked at her face intently. One of them was amused. He never knew when his daughter got matured so much. As a Father he was surprised. Another man was smiling happily. He knew that this messenger of peace would be successful than her other predecessors. Not because of she was a girl. But because of her proximity with both Pandava and Kaurava. She had a calculative brain and sound mind. Her demand was authentic. She kept aside Her grudge against this state and came here to make her new found mission successful. Her peace mission had to be fruitful. By any means.
She stood gracefully over the podium by looking intently at the new King of Hastinapur. Her eyes were calm yet it had a mischievous twinkle. She knew that today was the day when the King of Hastinapur could not deny her any demand. So she took the liberty and came here. To plead for peace.
Today this beautiful girl looked the exact replica of her precious self. She put on Royal clothes and put on a rose flower on her hairs. Her hair kept open to remind everyone about her widowhood. She had to put on heavy jewelries as she was the messenger on the behalf of her state. She could not show her widowhood to those foes who were behind her such state. This Pandava brothers made her widow. Let them be amased to see her as a Crown Princess or Yubrani again.
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