Story Unfolds:
At the Royal bedroom chamber of Queen of Anga: 3 days later:
A beautiful girl was sitting grumpily at her lavish mahogany bed. She was looking at the horizon. Her face was pale and bloodless. Dark circles were under her beautiful lotus flower eyes. Her kohl was smazed. Traces of tears were to be seen in her eyelashes. She was now searching desperately for someone. Her lost baby!!! That she had lost prematurely in her womb!!!
A soft sigh escaped her throat. She had the weirdest dream yesterday night. She was not understanding the meaning of it a little bit.

She saw a very handsome man had come to her and sat down on his one knee and introduced himself to her
"Mate, Main apka Putra hoon. Wohi jise apne kho diya. Joh is jiban me ap ka seva nahin kar paya. Par main to apko yeah vachan deta hoon ki main wapas ayunga. Apka Poutra rup me. (Beloved mother, I am your son. I am that unfortunate son who can't take birth from your womb. I have to die. I can't be able to serve you as your son. But I promise to return to you soon. As your grandson. I promise.)"

By telling this he dropped a lotus flower on her feet and touched them with devotion. Then he lifted his eyes to her and smiled lifelessly. As if he was truly broken to say this to her. He then bowed deeply and disappeared in thin air.
She outstretched her both hands to hold him. To touch him. To love him. Only once. But he was long gone!!!
Till then she gained Her senses, she was crying constantly and searching for her son. In the sky. In the faintest hope that he would definitely come to meet with her again. But she proved herself wrong. As he never come to her again!!!
With a sigh, she put her left palm on her womb and kept it there for long. She was not sanguine what to hope for!!! She was so sure that she could not conceive again!!! Doctors told it to her. Yet she had conceieved him!!! And lost him too!! Only if she had the knowledge that she was pregnant!!! She could take care of herself then!!!
Her big beautiful lotus flower shaped eyes welled up with tears. She lost her baby!!! Now she had nothing to leave for!!!
The agony of Gayatri, wife of Banik Ashok Verma, who came to the Royal Court asking justice that day, rang in her eardrum repeatedly
"Ham aksham hain. Ham santan dene me asamrth hain. Is liye hamara tyag kiya Swami ne!!! (I can't conceive a child. I am impotent. So my husband dragged me out of home!!!)"
Her tears were running down heavily from her beautiful eyes. She could see the similarities between her and Devi Gayatri!!! Both were women!!! Both were in love with their respective husbands!!! Yet both were unable to give them children!!! They both were cursed!!! A wife who could not be able to keep on the legacy of her husband was not welcomed at all!!! In the same way, a queen who could not be able to protect the legacy of her husband and give him a protegee or child was not acceptable a little bit!!! She could be successful as a wife or advisor!!! But not as a Queen!!! A queen should be able to give child to her King!!! It was customary!!! In Dwapar Age!!! And in modern age too!!! Alas!!! Something never changed a bit!!! Women and their fertility after marriage was a topic of discussion till today!! So many girls are deprived of marital bliss just because they can't be mother!!! The scenario never changed a little bit!!!
She, with effort, got up from her bed and came to the table. It had a sharp knife there. She took it in her right palm and tested it's sharpness. It cut off her flesh effortlessly. She smiled brightly. At last she discovered a way. To be free from this lifelong agony. She then clutched it tightly and put it's shape edge on her vein. She put a little pressure over it. The sharp blade of it had pierced her vein. Blood had poured down from her wound. She felt, to her dismay, quite relived!!! As if she wanted it!!! For long!!!
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