As the days passed, the Pandavas found themselves deeply engrossed in playing with their children, who were growing up quickly. The lively atmosphere in the palace was filled with laughter and joy.
Prativindhya and Suthanu, now two years old, were full of energy and curiosity. They chased each other around the garden, their giggles echoing through the corridors. Sutsoma and Samyuthana, at one year old, were starting to take their first steps and babbled with delight as they watched their older siblings.
The Pandavas joined in the fun, each of them taking turns to play with the children. Yudhishthira, ever the gentle leader, delighted in pushing the little ones on a swing, while Bhima, with his usual enthusiasm, played playful games of hide-and-seek with the older kids. Arjuna, ever the skilled archer, showed off his abilities with toy bows, much to the amazement of Prativindhya and Suthanu.
Nakula and Sahadeva were busy setting up a small makeshift playground for the younger ones. They built sandcastles and created simple games to keep Sutsoma and Samyuthana entertained.
As the children played, Draupadi watched from a distance, her heart full of love and pride. The sight of her family together, laughing and enjoying each other’s company, was a source of immense happiness for her.
The Pandavas, too, were deeply content. They whispered among themselves, sharing their thoughts about the joy their children brought into their lives and the future they hoped to build together.
“This is what makes everything worthwhile,” Arjuna said softly to his brothers. “Seeing our family grow and thrive.”
Bhima nodded, a smile on his face. “Indeed. It’s moments like these that remind us of the blessings we have.”
As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the palace, the Pandavas and their children continued to play, cherishing every precious moment of their time together.
