It is a story about a girl from Kaliyuga,
who time traveled to Dwaparayuga .
Where her life became chaos and now let's see how she became the only reason of the union of Kauravas and Pandavas.
Here only four kauravas will be there with six pand...
The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows on the dusty path ahead. Rani walked silently, her eyes fixed on the horizon, the familiar faces of her husbands fading from her mind like a distant memory. Her heart weighed heavy, torn between the love she had once given and the betrayal she had suffered. Each step away from them felt like a tear in her very soul, but she knew this was the path she had to take. Agastya and Dushala, her two trusted friends, were her only companions now.
As she walked away from the forest where her husbands had been exiled, Rani couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. But it wasn't just regret; it was the weight of everything she had sacrificed for them. They had failed her. They had pushed her away when she needed them the most, and now, as she left them behind, she was finally free of the toxic love they had suffocated her with.
Agastya walked beside her, his eyes filled with concern but also a quiet understanding. Dushala, too, walked with a solemn grace, her presence offering Rani the only comfort she had left. It was hard to imagine what the future held. The past seemed like a dream now, a cruel and beautiful dream that had faded into the night.
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Several days into the journey, as they stopped to rest near a quiet river, Rani felt an unsettling sensation deep within her. It started as a wave of nausea, a sudden dizziness that took her by surprise. She placed a hand over her stomach, feeling the familiar stirrings of something new, something life-changing.
She stumbled to the side, gasping for breath as she vomited violently into the bushes. Agastya rushed to her side, his expression one of concern. Dushala, too, looked on with worry.
"Rani, are you all right?" Agastya asked, kneeling beside her.
Rani took a moment to catch her breath, wiping her mouth. Then, slowly, her mind began to piece together the signs. She had been feeling strange lately-tired, nauseous, and with a strange craving for certain foods. She was no fool; she knew the signs of pregnancy.
Her eyes widened in realization. The child... her child.
"I'm pregnant..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Agastya and Dushala exchanged a glance, but Rani didn't need them to confirm it. She knew. The life growing inside her was the child of one of her husbands, though she couldn't be certain which one. Her mind flashed back to the nights they had shared, the love they had given her, the emotions that had swept through her as she gave herself to them. Now, as she faced this truth, a strange mix of emotions flooded her. There was joy, yes, but there was also a deep sorrow, for she had left all of them behind.
**The Birth of Her Sons**
The day had come, and Rani was in labor. Agastya stood beside her, his face a picture of calm, but his hands were trembling with anticipation. Dushala, who had already given birth to her own child, was there too, offering support and comfort.
Rani's breaths were shallow, her body wracked with pain as she pushed. But through it all, she held onto the thought of her child, the new life she was bringing into the world. With each push, she could feel her strength slipping away, but she knew she had to do this-for them, for her family.
After what felt like an eternity, the first cry rang out-the sound of a new life entering the world. Rani looked down, tears streaming down her face as she held her son in her arms. Yudhav, named after her lost love for Yudhishthir, was born into the world.
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The second cry soon followed, and Ashwin was born, his eyes wide and full of wonder. His features resembled his father, Arjun, the warrior she had once loved so deeply.
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The two boys were perfect in every way, and Rani couldn't help but smile through her tears, her heart swelling with love. But as much as she loved them, she couldn't help but wonder about the men who had been a part of their creation.
****Two Years Later****
Time had passed quickly, yet painfully. Two years had gone by since Rani left her husbands and the life they had once shared. She had tried to move on, building a new life with Agastya and Dushala, and raising her child. But the world wasn't as forgiving as she had hoped.
Her sons, twins born of her love for her husbands, had grown into healthy, curious children-one with her eyes, the other with her husbands' striking features. Their names were Yudhav and Ashwin, a blend of both her past and her future. Rani cherished every moment with them, watching them grow and learn with a mixture of pride and sadness. She had given them everything, yet every smile, every laugh, was tinged with the pain of the past.
She had become skilled in healing, helping Dushala with her own child and working as a healer in the small village they had settled in. She had found peace, or so she thought. But the memory of her husbands and the love she once shared with them lingered like a shadow. Her heart would never truly be free from them.
Meanwhile, in the distant forest, Rani's husbands had not forgotten her. They had tried to move on, but her absence left a void that nothing could fill. They had hardened, become cold, their hearts as frozen as the river that separated them from their past. They had built walls around themselves, swearing never to trust another woman again. They were men of pride and ego, and Rani's abandonment had shattered them in ways they couldn't comprehend.
Yudhishthir, Arjun, Bheem, Nakul, Sahadev, and the rest of the brothers had become shadows of their former selves. They had stopped believing in love, stopped believing in hope. Rani had taken a piece of them with her when she left. And now, they were empty, hollow men, filled only with bitterness and anger.
But the memory of her-the way she had loved them so completely, the way she had given them everything-haunted them in their dreams. They couldn't forget her, no matter how hard they tried. And deep down, each of them knew: they would never find another like her.
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Two years had passed, and though Rani had built a life with Agastya and Dushala, her heart still longed for the men she had once loved. But she had no choice but to move on. The past was behind her.
But destiny had other plans.
Her husbands, now hardened and broken, would not stay silent forever. They would come for her. They would find her.
