As the queen of Indraprastha, I overtook administration along with my eldest husband. He had realised that I had a knack for quick decision-making and seemed to value my insights. I was faring pretty well. I was great at my roles of mother, wife and queen. I made sure not to seem overpowering and was practically soaring at life. Days flew faster, and nights gone through easier. My family was proud of me for making the best of my impractical situation. But there were days I wondered if this was all I was meant for, I mean there were many ballads sung about me; my birth, my beauty, my marriage, me being a queen and people awed at me. But I felt like what I had done was so less, so small, so unimportant. I knew of the prophecy of my birth, they said I would cause mass destruction be a major catalyst to the Kuru vamsa-my family. When I asked Krishna he replied simply "You have a long way to go through life yet. Just live in the moment, follow dharma, learn to forgive and be happy." If implored more on the topic he would not reply. "We can cross the bridge when it comes." that is what he would say. I wanted Krishna to tell me more but he wouldn't. I sighed before going back to accounting the finances. Shaking my head to clear my thoughts. Krishna was right. I still had a long way to go through life.
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My year with Nakul had soon arrived. As Arjun wasn't here we automatically skipped to Nakul. I looked at him as he walked into our room. I sighed I would never get over his gorgeousness: the grey eyes, defined jawline and prominent cheek bones paired with messy dark hair that hung over his eyes. He was peak male beauty. He quickly came in and then held my hand "Come out with me but hide your face" he whispered. "What, Why?" I whispered back. "Look at the full moon and the rain drizzling. It's perfect for a night time walk" he whispered back to me. "Fine, but why the heck are we whispering ?"
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He was leaning against a tree shaking the water droplets out of his hair using the end of my blue saree. I glared at him. "What" he said pretending to wince. "You knew your hair would get wet if he came out and now we've been standing here for the last 10 minutes just so you could arrange your hair, husband. You look fine let's go." He shot me a teasing smile and said "Just fine. Nothing more for the handsome man in Aryavartha" "You look heart-stoppingly handsome. okay, now get a move." "What if I told we've been standing here for the last 10 minutes just so I could stare at the most beautiful woman embraced by water" "Hmm. Wait What Who" "YOU" I blush and his words come out in a rush "I think I love you" he says still wiping his hair. I smile and I look at him "I love you too." He smiles and then passes his most flirtatious smile and flutters his eyelashes. "Lets get home now" I smile as he holds my hand and we run back together. I feel a million things right now. The warmth of his hands despite the rain, a weird happiness and love.
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Historical Fiction--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dharma was the cloth I held closest. I was draped in dharma. No one could ever take that from me. No amount of pu...
