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A ruined life

"Lied?" A small smile played on his lips as Bhishma questioned him "You cannot have lied your way in child, Have no doubt, He is the incarnation of lord Vishnu, The same lord Vishnu that the reason of existence of very atom of this universe, the one that resides in every living and nonliving. You really think he would not have seen past you lies?"  A sudden coldness spread through karna chest, "he knew, no He... He could've not... He... Then why did he"  He trailed of, "why" he whispered. To question his guru with that word seemed to burn his tongue of, But what of his heart set ablaze?. His eyes were now red with unshed tears, Doubt clouded his mind, He stood up, He needed to leave or he would surely faint right there on the spot, "I'll take my leave mahamahim" A sad smile was sent his way by bhishma, "What went wrong? for you to lie..."  But he was cut of by Karna mock laughing " what went wrong? Everything in my life is wrong mahamahim, From the moment to acknowledge my skills everything went wrong" He hissed, "To accept your skills was to ruin the system, the very same system that has led to the peaceful functioning of society for many years, Yes you were skilled, But if I had accepted you there would have been a revolt, Everyone would want to pick up a bow and become a warrior, Other work which are essential for the society would have been abandoned. The society would've fell apart. And what of those not skilled in warship? They would have revolted just for the sake of revolting, Not because they wanted to learn the art of war. The result- Hastinapur in ruins" Bhishma spoke, His voice commanding and firm justifying his name further, but Karna was not the one to back down, not after years of struggle, Not ater the millions of tears and years of separation from his family. Not after fighting the whole world for what he deserves "You speak about shudra that are not skilled enough for warship , What of the kshatriya, Not every kshatriya posses courage, They just hide behind their weapons. Every drop of blood their blade touches is for unrighteous purpose. You forget mahimahim, Coal and diamonds are of the same origin, Claiming every kshatriya is deserving of a weapon, Is claiming every stone is a gem. Instead of finding a way to improve the system, finding a way to give everyone what they deserve, what they are capable of, you just went with the primitive thinking of society because you thought it was peaceful, good for the society. Let me clear it for you mahamahim it was peaceful for only a few, Rest of us, We did not speak up because we were afraid, Afraid of our tongues being cut, afraid of molten lead being poured down our ears with no one to hear our plea. Afraid of the great bhishma, to fight the maharathi who can defeat armies on his own. But I am not afraid, I will speak up, I do not care if I lose my life in the process, I wont remain alive without my bow anyways" the fire karna had within him could match that of the sun. The anger within him could burn whole of hastinapur. But it was bhishma it burnt. Bhishma had spent nights in regret sending karna away, the boy had the tallent to become the best of them all, if he was on the right path he would have reached nights none of them could equal, But bhishma had sparked the fire of revenge and anger within him, which karna didn't realise was burning him alive. Not day went by without bhishma thinking of that boy, He often visited this part of the forest it made him remember his own days, practicing and learning with his mother, throwing questions after questions at anyone who would answer them. It was only when he met his guru he learned the art of silence, But sometimes he regretted being quite. If he had spoken to karna, guided him, instead of banishing him out to the cruel world perhaps he would have been on the right path. Karna left, fuming and bhishma stayed, tears flowing from his eyes what felt like century. Had he ruined a life?

Hello
Sorry for the delayed and short update but it is what it is. I have my exams going on so. Anyways hoped you liked it. And hopefully my writing will improve and so will my ideas but for now bear with this.
Signing out
~SVG