THE ROAR OF THE LION(ON HOLD)

Rakshak

As the days passed, the palace of Hastinapur became a cradle of new life. The halls echoed with the cries and laughter of a hundred sons and one daughter, all born to Queen Gandhari and King Dhritarashtra. Yet, amidst the joy, a shadow loomed, cast by the prophecy that surrounded Suyodhana's birth.Adheep, the eldest, took his vow seriously. He would often be found in the royal nursery, watching over his siblings with a protective gaze. He had grown beyond his years, understanding that his role was not just of a brother but of a guardian. Suyodhana, unaware of the burden his existence placed on those around him, grew up under the vigilant eyes of his elder brother, who shielded him from whispers of doom.The palace, however, could not remain a haven of innocence forever. Word of the prophecy had spread beyond the palace walls, reaching the ears of the people of Hastinapur. Fear and superstition began to take root among the citizens. Many questioned the wisdom of keeping Suyodhana alive, fearing the potential for destruction that had been foretold.King Dhritarashtra, though blind, was not oblivious to the growing unrest. He summoned his council, including Bhishma Pitamah and Mahamantri Vidur, to discuss the future. The room was thick with tension as the king, torn between his love for his son and the duty to his kingdom, spoke with a voice heavy with uncertainty."Bhishma, Vidur, you are my closest advisors, my family. What is to be done? The people speak of omens and curses. They fear my son, our son. But he is just a child, innocent and unaware of the darkness they claim he will bring. How can I make a decision when my heart is divided?"Bhishma, the pillar of the Kuru dynasty, stood tall, his expression unreadable. "My king, we cannot ignore the will of the people, but neither can we forsake our own blood. Suyodhana is your son, and he deserves the same love and protection as any child. But we must be cautious, for the weight of destiny is not one to be taken lightly."Vidur, ever the voice of reason, added, "Perhaps there is another path, one that does not involve bloodshed or abandonment. We could raise Suyodhana with the teachings of dharma, guiding him towards righteousness. If he is to be a force in this world, let us ensure that he is a force for good."Queen Gandhari, though blindfolded, felt the fear and uncertainty that surrounded her son. She stepped forward, her voice firm, "I will not allow harm to come to my child. He may have been born under dark omens, but it is our love, our guidance, that will shape his future. I believe in the power of love and dharma to overcome even the darkest prophecies."With her words, a fragile peace settled over the council. It was decided that Suyodhana would be raised with the utmost care, surrounded by those who would teach him the principles of dharma and righteousness. Adheep, now more determined than ever, vowed to be his brother's protector, guiding him away from the shadows that threatened to consume him.As the years went by, the brothers grew close, their bond unbreakable. 

Narayana was perplexed for the future was uncertain and that the choices made by the children of this dynasty would shape the fate of Hastinapur and the entire Aryavarta.

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