In this fresh retelling of the Mahabharata, Draupadi is bound by destiny to Arjun alone, their love a powerful force amidst a world unraveling in chaos and adharma.
As the whispers of war grow louder and betrayal strikes from within, their bond is...
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After almost three to four hours of diligent work, Kunti and Yudhishthira finally arrived at the venue where the Shiva Pooja was to be conducted.
They were greeted by the sight of a beautifully decorated space, with the centerpiece being a grand Shivling, a symbol of Lord Shiva.
The Shivling was crafted from smooth black stone, polished to a shine, and it exuded an aura of sanctity and power.
The base of the Shivling was surrounded by delicate marigold and jasmine flowers, meticulously arranged by Draupadi, Devika, and Valandhara.
The area around the Shivling was adorned with clay lamps, their soft glow casting a warm light on the sacred stone. Incense sticks burned nearby, their fragrance filling the air with a soothing scent that enhanced the spiritual atmosphere.
Offerings of fresh fruits, milk, honey, and sacred herbs were placed reverently at the base of the Shivling, a testament to the devotion and care that had gone into preparing for the pooja.
Kunti felt a deep sense of pride and gratitude as she took in the sight. The Shivling, with its powerful presence, seemed to bless the entire venue with divine energy. The dedication and effort of her daughters-in-law were evident in every detail, and she was moved by their devotion.
"You have done a remarkable job," Kunti said, her voice filled with emotion. "This Shivling is a powerful symbol of Lord Shiva, and the way you have honored it with your decorations is truly beautiful."
Draupadi, who had taken charge of the arrangements, smiled humbly. "Mata, we wanted to create a space that reflects our reverence for Lord Shiva. His blessings are crucial for us, especially during these uncertain times."
Kunti nodded, her heart swelling with affection. "The Pandava clan is indeed blessed to have you three as our daughters. You have filled this place with divine energy."
Her eyes then fell on Devika, who was sitting under the shade of a nearby tree, looking pale and tired. Concern immediately filled Kunti's heart. "Devika, my dear, are you alright?" she asked, her voice gentle but worried.
Draupadi quickly explained, "Mata, Devika jiji felt dizzy earlier while working under the sun. We advised her to rest in the shade, but she still seems a bit unwell."
Yudhishthira, who had been observing quietly, immediately knelt beside Devika. His expression was one of deep concern as he gently offered her a pot of water. "You should have taken more rest, Devika. Here, drink some water," he said softly.
As Devika sipped the water, Yudhishthira took her hand with a tender touch. "Let’s return to the palace so you can rest properly before the pooja. Your health is our priority."
Kunti agreed. "Draupadi, Valandhara, you both have done an excellent job. Finish the final preparations here and then return to the palace to get ready for the pooja. We’ll take Devika back so she can rest."
