Love's Battlefield: Draupadi And The Archer

Indraprastha

The atmosphere in Khandavprasth was electric with celebration after Arjun and Krishna's victorious battle against Indra’s forces. The air was filled with the sound of joyous singing and dancing as the common people expressed their gratitude and admiration for their heroes.

Nakul and Sahadev, unable to contain their exhilaration, dashed toward Arjun, enveloping him in a tight embrace. "You were incredible Bhrata!" Nakul exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

Sahadev chimed in, "We knew you could do it, Bhrata Arjun! You truly are the best archer in the world!"

Bhima, with a proud smile, joined in, enveloping Arjun and Krishna in a powerful hug. "I am so proud of you both" he declared, his voice full of affection.

Yudhishthira, stepped forward, his heart swelling with pride for both Arjun and Krishna, and joined the embrace, affirming their unity.

Draupadi, her heart racing with relief, finally caught sight of Arjun. The moment felt surreal, and she took a deep breath, whispering a silent thanks to Durga Mata for his safety. Rushing to him, she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, inhaling the comforting scent of his presence, which mingled with the sweet fragrance of her blue lotus perfume.

As Arjun held her close, he felt the world fade away. It was just the two of them, surrounded by love and safety. But their moment was soon interrupted by a divine presence. Lord Indra, appearing resplendent and majestic, stood before them, his aura commanding respect and reverence.

Arjun smiled warmly, taking Draupadi's hand in his, and they approached Indra together, ready to receive his blessings.

However, Indra had a question lingering in his heart. "Before I bestow my blessings, I wish to understand, Arjun. How could you fight against your own father?"

Arjun, undeterred, responded with clarity and respect. "Indra Dev, what I displayed was not a battle with you ; it was an exhibition of my skills and devotion to you. I sought to prove my worthiness."

Indra’s expression softened, a smile breaking across his face. "I am pleased with your courage, Arjun. For this, I grant you a boon. Ask me what you desire."

Before speaking, Arjun paused, considering his words carefully. "Indra Dev, before the boon , I promise you that we shall protect the Nagas and provide them with opportunities to prosper. The kingdom we build shall gain fame by your name; we shall call it Indraprastha."

Indra nodded appreciatively, acknowledging the promise. "Now, what is the boon you seek, Arjun?"

"I ask you to build us a city, one that we can name after you," Arjun replied, his voice steady and filled with purpose.

Indra beamed with pride, his heart swelling with admiration for his son. "I am proud of your competence and intelligence, Arjun. I shall order Vishwakarma, the architect of the gods, to construct your city."

With that, Indra blessed everyone present, his voice resonating with wisdom. "Rule your kingdom wisely, with compassion and strength. The people will thrive under your care."

As he finished, Indra’s form began to shimmer and fade.

After Indra Dev departed, the atmosphere crackled with excitement as Vishwakarma appeared before the Pandavas. His presence radiated divine craftsmanship, and he greeted each brother with reverence. "I have come to bring your vision of Indraprastha to life," he announced.

Yudhishthira, began to outline his vision for the city. "We need it to be a place of justice and prosperity, where all can thrive," he said, his eyes shining with hope.