The Destiny Of The Royals

Chapter 11

The boys grew up. Bheem was now sixteen years old, Yashwardhan was fifteen years old, Parth was fourteen years old and Pratik and Kartik were 13 years old. All of them had remembered who they were and understood that Ira’s sister, Saraswati and her brother, Anish were no more. They felt bad for each other. Though Bheem was the only one whose parents were alive, the rest of them didn’t feel jealous, again because they knew that Ira was Mata Kunti and Mahendra was none other than Pandu. They felt better because in this birth, they got the paternal love that they missed in their last birth.

Ira and Mahendra had also got their past life memory after they both got married. But it was easy for them to cope up and differentiate between their past life and this life. But Bheem, Yashwardhan, Parth, Pratik and Kartik were not able to. How would they? They were just teenagers. They spoke to each other as if they were living in their previous birth. This was going difficult for their parents Ira and Mahendra. But, who would they talk to? They didn’t really know if there would be someone who would guide them to bring their kids to normal. 

Sometime later, someone rang the bell. Ira went and opened the door. It was Yashita. She had come to meet her new neighbours. Yashita had shifted right next to Ira’s bungalow. Ira felt a strange connection with Yashita. She thought that Yashita was a relative, a close one probably. Ira let Yashita come in. All the boys rushed down to see who it was and to welcome the guest. As soon as they saw her, they started remembering some part of their memory where Shree Krishna had said that he would be sending someone to help them in Kaliyuga. They immediately recognised Yashita. Bheem said, “Aren’t you the one?”
She looked at him and said, “You must be Bheemsen.” She pointed towards Yashwardhan and said, “You must be Yudhishthir.” She pointed at Parth and said, “You must be Arjun” and pointed towards the twin brothers and said, “And you two must Nakul and Sahadev. Aunty Ira, you must be Mata Kunti.” As soon as she said that, she sought her blessings. She then saw Mahendra and said, “Maharaj Pandu, namaste.” And she sought his blessings too. Ira said, “You identified us all, but we couldn’t. Who are you?” Yashita replied, “I am Yashita. Yashita Vasudevan. Shree Krishna has sent me to help you all in Kaliyuga. I knew that some problem must have started arising and luckily, I got to buy the house right next to you. It is going to be easier for me to help you all now. So, tell me, what is the problem that you ae facing?”
All of them were stunned listening to her. Ira had now started feeling safe and she was happy that she had someone to talk to about this problem. Ira started telling her problem to Yashita, “I have something to tell. All the kids are speaking the way they used to speak in the times when they were kings. Only we can understand them. They are called freaks in their school. I'm feeling really sad for them. Will you please help them to understand their time and speak according to it?” Yashita could understand Ira’s concern. She said, “I can help. Can I talk to them?” “Yeah, sure, please do.”
Yashita assembled them in a room and closed the door. She asked them to sit down. She looked at Bheem and said, “Bheem, can you tell me where we are now?” Bheem said, “Of course I know. Maharaj Yudhishthir’s son is the king and we are in the palace.” She felt a bit bad for them. She said, “Alright, all of you, look here. Please listen closely to what I am saying. We are NOT in the palace. We are not in Dvaparayuga. We are in Kaliyuga. Do you remember when Shree Krishna had told you all that you will take birth in Kaliyuga, you will spread knowledge about good ways of life and that you will be guided by someone? I am that someone. I am Yashita. Yashita Vasudevan.” They all looked confused. She couldn’t recognise the look on their faces. She understood that they had not understood anything neatly.
She said, “I get that this is confusing but listen.  Do you guys go to school?” Kartik said, “yes, we have to go to school. Mata Kunti doesn’t allow us to sit at home. The school is pretty weird. I go to school in the morning and come back in the evening. I'm not allowed to stay at school the whole day.” She told Kartik, “That isn’t your own Gurukul. That is a school. In Kaliyuga, schools are like this only. Look at yourselves in the mirror. Look very carefully.” They all got up and saw themselves in the mirror. They saw that they were young little kids. They remembered how their mother played with them, how they watched their favourite show on the television, how they shared their toys and many more. They started realising that they indeed were kids. Yashita was standing right behind them. She asked them, “so what do you all see?” Parth said, “I see that I'm just a 14 years old kid.”
“And I'm 15 years old.” Spoke Yashwardhan. “I'm 16 years old” spoke Bheem.
“we’re just 13 years old.” Spoke Pratik and Kartik. “How old are you, Yashita?” asked Bheem. Yashita said, “I'm 24 years old. So, Bheem, do you have a phone?”
Bheem said, “not only me, Yashwardhan and Parth also got one.” “Cool, do one thing. Note my number down.” As she told her number, he noted it down. She asked, “do you have a social media account? Talk-a-gram, Quickbook, Theta, anything?” they again had the same look they had when she was talking about Dvaparayuga. “So, I assume you guys don’t?”
Bheem said, “Nope. We don’t.” Yashita asked them to open one as soon as possible. They took their phones, downloaded Talk-a-gram and Quickbook and opened their accounts. They found Yashita’s account and started following her. She saw that and accepted their requests and followed back. She asked them to spend a few minutes per day on social media to be with the trend and to understand the generation. Yashita kept on visiting them for a few weeks, until they were normal. 
On the other side, Phalguni, who was fifteen years old, also started remembering things from past. She remembered all the things she had gone through in her past life. These memories did not let her feel bad, but gave her an idea that in case someone is going through injustice, she should save them. She was going crazy as her memories were constantly coming whenever she did any action that she did in past. She hadn’t yet met Bheem, Yashwardhan, Parth, Pratik and Kartik. Neither had she met Yashita Vasudevan who was going to help her. But she was going to meet Yashita very soon.
A few days later, Phalguni had gone out to the small market to buy some daily use items. She saw a vegetable seller was doing injustice to the lady who was 6buying vegetables. She saw a magnet stuck under the weighs. She went ahead arguing, “Hey, what is this? You are cheating. There is a magnet right under the weights. Remove it right now.” A lady approached her and asked, “What happened? Why are you shouting?” Phalguni politely replied, “Aunty, that vegetable seller is doing cheating with his customers. He has put a magnet under the weights. That’s why he is selling a smaller number of vegetables at higher rates.” She pointed towards the magnet that was under the weights. The lady said, “Yeah, you are right. There is a magnet.” The lady started scolding the vegetable seller and asked him to remove the magnet. The vegetable seller started crying out of guilt. Phalguni said, “Bhaiya, don’t cry. We understand that no one would do this without any reason. I'm sure that you also had such a reason, but bhaiya, doing this is only going to ruin your business. Please be honest in your business. Then only your business is going to flourish. Okay now, show me some nice tomatoes.” She bought a few vegetables and was on her way home. Yashita was there in the market. She saw everything that Phalguni had done. At that very moment she tripped and fell down really hard. The vegetable bag in her hand had fallen down. Yashita immediately ran towards her to help. She picked the vegetables up, helped Phalguni get up and smiled at her. Phalguni felt some connection with Yashita. Just the way Ira had felt. Phalguni then remembered that Shree Krishna had told the Pandavas that he would be sending a girl for their guidance in Kaliyuga. Phalguni asked Yashita, “Aren't you the one? The guide for us in Kaliyuga.” Yashita said, “So you have identified me. I'm Yashita. Yashita Vasudevan. See, I came for help when you needed it.” Phalguni smiled. “Should I accompany you to your house?” asked Yashita. Phalguni replied, “Sure. We would be able to talk on my way home.” Phalguni lived just across the street. Though Ira, Mahendra, Nalini and Nirav were neighbours, yet they didn’t know about each other’s kids.
Yashita dropped Phalguni home and went to her place. She was a frequent visitor at Ira’s house and soon became one at Phalguni’s house too. She helped them if they were into any problem.
It was 25th January. Yashwardhan’s birthday. Yashita was invited to his birthday party. In the evening, Yashita went to their house. She had worn a designer, yellow kurta, leggings and a designer dupatta. She had brought a present for Yashwardhan. It was covered in a nice, golden, sparkly cover, which had a gift card on it that read ‘To Yashwardhan, a special gift that will bring up all of your special memories.’ Yashwardhan was dressed in an Indian kurta and a long, white loincloth that had a golden border throughout. He looked nice in the attire. Soon he cut the delicious blueberry cheese cake and everyone was handing over the gifts they had bought for him. Bheem had given him a pair of headphones, Parth, Pratik and Kartik gave him a pair of trendy shirts and pants, bracelets and a chain. Yashita went ahead and gave him the gift she had brought. He thanked her and sought her blessings. She blessed him saying ‘live for a hundred years.’ He was keeping the gifts aside. Yashita said, “Wait! Don’t keep it aside. Check what I have brought for you.” He went back and took her gift in his hand. He read the gift card she had attached to it. He opened the gift with curiosity. His eyes fell on the book. It was ‘THE PRINCIPALS OF LIFE’, which was written by him in his past life. As written in the gift card, he started remembering some of his and Shree Krishna’s discussions and debates. He smiled looking at the book and thanked her for the gift. He said, “I’ve got a really good memory about this book and its past. Thanks a lot for this.” Yashita said, “You’re welcome. I haven’t given this book just to bring out your memories. It’s time that you start reading this book. I am sure that you must be having this book at your house, but I have given you the Sanskrit version. The one you had written in. This shall freshen up your memory and would be easier for you to learn and preach. For now, just start reading, only one page per day. Let me know once you have finished it, I will tell you what to do.” Yashwardhan smiled and nodded his head.
It was February, 14th February. It was Pratik’s and Kartik’s birthdays. They had turned 14 this year. It were their golden birthdays. What a fun thing! Ira and Mahendra had planned a surprise birthday party for their golden birthdays. They called Yashita home, to help them plan with the birthday celebration plan. Yashita went by and helped them decorate the house beautifully. She got both of their photos printed and stuck them on the wall. She also put a ‘Happy Birthday’ sticker on the wall. They all stuck multi coloured balloons on the wall, which had ‘Pratik’ and ‘Kartik’ written on them. Their parents brought them tuxedos for their birthdays. They arranged fourteen gifts, some big, some small. Mahendra took the both of them to a movie, so that they could arrange for the remaining things. They were prepared with everything. In the evening, as Mahendra, Pratik and Kartik returned from the theatre, all the lights were turned off. As they entered, all of them shouted, “Happy Birthday Pratik and Kartik!” the cake was brought and both of them cut the cake. They felt very special. They were really happy. They were about to get the best gifts they could ever receive. Ira and Mahendra had brought phones for them. They were so happy that they could finally open their respective social media accounts and post about their ‘special’ birthday. Yashita gave Pratik a coupon for martial arts and she introduced Kartik to her friend who was an astrologer and helped Kartik remember his past life knowledge. 
Days went by and it was March. It was 1st of March. It was Phalguni’s birthday. Since Yashita was Phalguni’s only friend, her parents asked her to take Yashita out and give her a nice birthday party. They went out to a park. Yashita had brought a gift for her. It was also covered in a golden wrap paper as Yashwardhan’s gift was covered. Phalguni wanted to share something with her. She had remembered the oath she had taken from Bheemsen before she died. She wanted to ask something that was related to it.
They met together at the park. Yashita and Phalguni while talking, Yashita realised that Phalguni wanted to say something but was reluctant. She asked Phalguni without resisting, “Phalguni, do you want to ask me something? You know right that you can ask me anything.” Phalguni nodded her head, with all the tension seen on her face, “well, you know that before I died, I made Bheemsen give me a promise that he would take birth as the eldest child in his house and marry me once we are grown up. So, I wanted to ask that has he taken birth yet? And if yes, is he the eldest child as promised?” Yashita chuckled and said, “So this is what you wanted to ask? I wanted this to be a surprise for you, but I shall tell you. yes, Bheemsen has taken birth and yes, he is the eldest child in his family.” Phalguni was overjoyed after listening to this. She asked even more, “Do you know them? Have you seen him? How many years old he?” Yashita saw how interested and curious she was in meeting Bheem. Yashita said, “well yeah. I know him pretty well. I visit his house just the way I visit yours. He is a year elder to you. He will turn seventeen this year. I know that you want to meet him as soon as possible but not so soon. I will let you meet him properly only when you both turn eighteen. Not before that. But let me tell you, you might have seen him around the neighbourhood. He lives nearby.” Yashita could see how curious Phalguni was to get even more information about Bheem and also to meet him. She had to control Phalguni and make her focus about her studies right now and to forget thinking about Bheem. She said, “But Phalguni, chill. Don’t think about him right now. You should think about your studies and quit thinking about him. like I said, I will be the one to get both of you together. Not now, but later. Alright? Now enjoy your food!” They both ate their food and left for their homes.
After 10 days, it was Parth’s birthday. They celebrated his birthday but in a different way. Parth was the first in their family to adapt to the generation. He wanted to celebrate his birthday by going out to a mall, watching a new movie, cutting a fancy cake in a restaurant and eating some delicious Chinese food. Yashita just dropped by and gave Parth a gift, which had an archery coupon. It contained a set of bow and arrow and an entry gift voucher for an archery class. He became very happy and was eager to attend the class.

Next day, Parth came in to thank Yashita for the gift she had given to him. He had brought a box which had cake in it. He sat down to chat with her. He asked with curiosity, “Yashita, I wanted to ask you something. I remember Panchali being all of our wife. Will she be my wife in this life too?” This was the question that Yashita never wished that Parth would ask. But she had to answer him anyway. She said, “I am sorry Parth, but she can’t be your wife in this life. She got all the care she wanted from Bheem and not anyone of you. She asked for a promise to Bheem that he would be the eldest son and marry her in their next life. So, you wouldn’t get a chance to marry her. But you will find our better half when you will be eighteen. So don’t worry.” He was sad after hearing this, but Yashita suggested him to focus on his skills and studies for now and not to worry. He left the house and went away.  

Months passed by and it was October. It was 5th October. Bheem’s birthday. He had turned seventeen. He was just a year away to meet Panchali and to turn into an adult too. Bheem was least interested in celebrating his birthday as he was now in 12th grade and had to focus on his studies. He wanted to become a PhD in Mythology, just like his parents. He was a good spokesman and often proved anything related to mythology a truth. He always aspired to read all the Upanishads, Vedas and puranas to spread awareness about philosophy of life. He wanted to help archaeologists with this knowledge of his. He wanted to tell them that the facts written in the scriptures are not fake. He wanted to prove that those scriptures really were a great guide to an excellent lifestyle. So, he was very busy studying with prelims just around the corner. His parents wanted to celebrate his birthday but he had told them that he would only cut the cake, that too just because his parents wanted him to. On the other hand, Yashita was expecting something from Bheem. She thought that Parth and Phalguni, both had asked about who would their life partners be, but Bheem being elder to them hadn’t asked about this yet. She went to their house in the evening to pay a visit to the birthday boy. She had planned to ask him if he remembered about his promise to Panchali.

Bheem had taken some time off from his studies. Yashita entered his room and said, “hey Bheem, happy birthday!” he was tired studying hard for his exams. He replied, “Thank you Yashita. How come you’re here?” she said, “hey! It’s your birthday! I hope you haven’t forgotten…”
“Yeah, I had almost forgotten that it’s my birthday.”

“Oh god! Anyways, I am here to talk to you about something. Parth had come to me to ask about Panchali. But I wondered, how you haven’t come and asked me about her! Parth didn’t know about your promise to her. But I was worried if you remembered about it or not.” Said Yashita worriedly.

“Of course, I remember about it. How can I forget it?” said Bheem.
“But then, why didn’t you ask me about it? Don’t you want to know if Panchali has taken birth?” said Yashita.
“No, I didn’t feel the need to ask. It is obvious that she would have taken birth. She was promised by me that she would be my wife in this birth, so why should I worry? At the end, she is going to be mine, my wife! I trust her. And I know that you’re in contact with her.” Yashita was shocked after listening to him. she felt very proud of him. She said, “that’s so sweet of you! I must say that Phalguni really is lucky!” bheem asked, “Phalguni? Who’s that? Wait! Is it Panchali?” Yashita chuckled. She said, “yes. It is Panchali. By mistake I took her original name. Anyways, happy birthday once again. Now I shall take your leave. You continue studying. All the best for your exams.” He thanked Yashita politely opened the door for her and she left. Bheem continued studying while Yashita went downstairs to talk to Ira and Mahendra.
She went to Ira and asked about Bheem, “aunt, you wanted to know the reason why I was looking very eager while going to Bheem’s room? You didn’t ask me but I understood by that worry on your face. Don’t worry! There is nothing worth worrying.” Ira was concerned. She accepted and said, “yes Yashita. I was concerned and worried. You entered Bheem’s room with such eagerness. I thought if there was a problem created by Bheem.” Yashita assured Ira by saying, “Don’t worry aunt! Though bheem was impulsive in his previous life and didn’t think before saying anything or doing anything, he isn’t like that in this birth.