Standing in the big field she looked around. There were many people (men) here doing some weird kind of movement. There are some kids also who are getting trained to became the sainik (soldier).
There are four compartment in which different age groups are trained. The training system here is divided into four parts namely...
1. Balak,
2. Yuva,
3. Prahaar, and
4. Senani.
Every trainy here comes early in the morning even before the sunrise. They started their practice. Shandali looked around with curious eyes. This is the first time she is watching something like this. Her father who was standing besides her looked at her. Her eyes was swollen because of constant crying.
She was sleeping in her room when suddenly she heard her father's voice making her jolt up in the sleep due the fear of last night incident. She sat on the bed and found her father standing there. Her innocent eyes again got filled with tears looking at her father who broked her all favourite toys and burned her dolls. Her elder sister who was also sleeping she too sat up but with just one look of her father she downcast her eyes and never looked up. He shift his gaze towards his younger daughter and said.
"Get up Shandali."
Her father's voice fell in her ears making her reflexes to in an instant.
"Follow me."
He said looking at her, his voice itself was a clear indication to no further discussion. The little girl looked down, hold the hem of her dress and start to play with. Her father started to move out but was still standing there. His took a pause and just moved his neck making the little girl shiver, she instantly moved and followed her father. Her sister looked at the retreating back of her father and her little sister and tears started to form on her eyes and then they started to flow. She gets up from her bed and walk towards her mother's chamber.
Now here she is standing with a confused countenance. Suddenly the activities of everyone stops and everyone looked towards the King and the Princess standing. Everyone bowed down infront of the King and then towards the Princess.
But the confusion was clear on everyone's face that what is princess doing here in the warrior's practice field. Shelendra Verma straighten his posture and roar.
"FROM TODAY ONWARDS PRINCESS SHANDALI WILL GOT TRAINED HERE AS A WARRIOR."
As the sentence left the mouth of the King everyone was left shocked like a princess is going to trained here in between men and that too as a warrior. No one present there understand that what had happened to the King that he brings a flower like rajkumari here like this.
Shelendra Verma looked around and called around a seven years old boy. He come , bowed and greet him joining his hands. King sat down and looked at his daughter and said like he is warning her.
"Look Shandali."
The girl looked at her father with her innocent eyes.
"You have win the fight against this boy!"
He said to the girl who looked at him with a confused face.
"Parantu P-pitaji hume...."
He cut her sentence in the middle by with a slightly raised voice.
"UNDERSTAND."
She nodded her head immediately. Afterwards he ordered the boy to come forwards and then looked at his daughter and explain her what she has to do. He wanted to test her first, wanted to know about her potential.
Then both of the kids stand in front of each other. Everyone present there was amazed with the thing happening but no one has the guts to oppose the King so they were standing there silently while looking at the unfolding of the things.
The boy bowed at her as he was taught these ethics by his guru during his practice whereas she followed his actions and she too bowed infront of him.
"You don't have to bow at him Shandali you are the princess."
He said not like her bowing infront of anyone else except him.
It was a wrestling match the boy was leading as he was given practice of it whereas Shandali who was never introduced with these kinds of things found it difficult to manage the battle.
Her father was observing her but he was not liking her failure but he tries to keep his calm as he knows this is the starting . She is just introduced to these things but he was not liking it at all. Shandali lost two matches continuously in row. She got some scratches on her. Well it was a three rounds match so technically the boy is already a winner but in the last match also both the kids were putting their best to win, her father looked at her who was again going to loose when she heard.
"SHANDALI"
Hearing her name suddenly fear of her father surge through her body she closed her eyes while her hands were clasped with the boy to push him. Opening her eyes suddenly, don't know how but a power surge through her body. She uses her powers and pushed the boy hardly who fall back and she won the last round although overall the boy was the winner.
Everyone clap for both of the kids and they were also impressed with their rajkumari.
She looked at her father who was looking at her she looked down knowing that she didn't win the match.
Afterwards he ordered everyone that from now on one third of the field will belong to Shandali. Everyone nodded their head as the field was itself so big that it will make no problem.
"Everyone get back to your work."
He order everyone, bowing there head they all went back to their work. He then shift his gaze towards the four years old who was standing there she was still panting from the match. Her clothes were now dirty, her whole face, body and her hair were filled with sand. She also has some scratches on her body from where blood was mixed with the sand layer.
"You disappointed your father today Shandali."
He said with rough voice scaring the hell out of the little girl. Her eyes filled with tears, with the anticipation that he will do something to her now as she didn't complete his order.
"You deserves punishment."
Hearing this she looked up at her father in shock and fear , who was already looking at her with his cold and fierce eyes like she had done a heinous crime.
"I am s-sorry p-pitaji. I-I-I will n-not do t-this ag-again."
She said while her words were not coming out of her mouth. Her throat was clogged and tears were flowing. A line of tears form on her face which was visible because from there the layer of sand just washed off her face through her tears.
"Obviously you will not do this Shandali because you will remember the punishment in future. Which will remind you that you have to follow my orders."
She clenched her dress in her fist hearing her father's words.
"You will do fifteen rounds of the whole field, that's your punishment."
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To be continued.............
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SHANDALI : The Symphony Of Pain And Power.
Fiksi Sejarah"I am not the woman men dream of; I am their worst nightmare." ~ Shandali. Born into a world dominated by her father's insatiable hunger for power, Shandali's early years were overshadowed...
