THE CHARMER • ♘ Mahabharat fanfiction ♘

[𝟏𝟑] ~ ☆ 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 ☆

The sky was black tranquility married to a poetry of stars, the moonlight shone platinum-gold amid the starlit heavens under which wands of rising branches became dancing silhouettes bringing a comforting beauty to the graphite night.

But comfort was the thing that many hearts living under the palace roof wanted but couldn't get, one such heart was of Sitara who was sitting beside the sleeping beauty of Dwarka who was travelling to the unknown worlds while laying on the silks of Hastinapur.

Sitara couldn't help but walk down her memory lane while stroking Krisha's head lovingly, it was almost midday when Duryodhan brought an unconscious Krisha back.

Sitara immediately checked her nerves but everything was normal, they tried to wake her up in every possible way but she didn't even budge.

Eventually everyone got to know about her condition and rajvaidya was called, but he also said the same thing that Krisha is perfectly fine and healthy and even he has no idea what has happened to her.

But still he provided some herbs and medicines hoping they might work and assured us that he will soon find a cure. Rajkumar Nakul also joined him in this hunt to find a remedy.

Everyone was really upset and angry with Duryodhan "I don't know why this happened..." He shouted in frustration "Really? You don't? Well, that's nice to know. I totally thought you planned this...... as usual" Bheem commented with the same attitude referring to his plan regarding lakshagrah.

But before this could accelerate more and anyone else could blame him any further his mamashree saved him with the usual affinity of his words, and took his nephew away.

Sitara was digging way too deep in her memory slipping away from the hold of the reality, but a sudden snap brought her back to the physical world.

It was Deelaksha, who has started to grow worried about Sitara as well, it's been almost two days since the incident and she didn't even drink a drop of water.

Deelaksha knew the reason behind her actions very well, it was the feeling of failure in her eyes that even after studying ayurveda and medicines she couldn't even decipher what has occurred upon Krisha let alone heal her.

He knew that the youngest princess of Dwarka held a special place in her heart but the extent of her love for Krisha, has become much more clear now.

He lovingly held her hands in his with a pure intent to encourage her spirit and to propel her to not lose hope upon Krisha and specially upon herself.

• ( Sitara's pov ) •

My brain again brought back the memories of the past two days. I've never felt so lost..... so useless in my entire life and I feel like I'm sinking into the uncertainty of my life that it has become, I'm envious of the people that can articulate their thoughts and emotions, I wish I could do that too.

I wish I could reset my brain and finally breathe thinking that a failure or a little sideslip while walking on a greater path doesn't make you unworthy, it doesn't mean that you cannot do better, but I just couldn't do that.

When I got to know that my mother died while giving birth to me I felt angry at myself and was even curious about, how my father can love me so much even after knowing I'm the reason he lost the woman he loved the most, but his answer made me speechless.

"She isn't the woman I loved the most, it's you my Tara. It's you, because you're just not her shadow you are your mother herself" he spoke with innocent love sparkling in his eyes as tears.

"And I can never hate you, because what happened was your mother's fate. But every time I see you it feels like I'm looking at her, and I always want to see her in you... always and forever" he added while stroking my hair until I fell into a peaceful slumber.