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 days in the small village where Rani had built her new life were simple but fulfilling. Her healing hands had made her a beloved figure among the locals, and her small family was thriving. Yudhav and Ashwin were growing into curious, intelligent boys who mirrored their mother's compassion. They played in the fields with other children, but in quiet moments, their questions about their fathers would resurface, tugging at Rani's heart.
Dushala and Agastya were her closest companions in this new chapter of her life. Dushala, now a mother herself, often marveled at how Rani balanced her work and motherhood with grace. Dushala's child, a chubby boy with her sharp eyes and Agastya's quick wit, was the apple of everyone's eye. Rani loved him as if he were her own, just as she had once loved Rohini and Mohini.
But at night, when the house was silent and the world was asleep, Rani's mind wandered to the men she had left behind. Her dreams were haunted by memories of them-Arjun's fiery gaze, Bheem's protective embrace, Nakul's gentle words, and Sahadev's thoughtful silence. She missed them all, even though she knew they must hate her now.
Rani's days were peaceful, but a storm was brewing, one she couldn't see but could feel in the pit of her stomach. She often found herself glancing over her shoulder, sensing a presence that made her uneasy.
The dark figure, who had been a shadow in the lives of her husbands, had been watching her from afar. This figure was someone who knew their deepest secrets, their greatest fears, and their most painful regrets. It was someone who had once been close to them but had been cast aside-a former ally turned adversary.
This figure, cloaked in mystery, was now orchestrating a plan to bring Rani and her husbands to their knees.
One evening, as Rani tended to a wounded farmer, a messenger arrived with news that sent chills down her spine. The messenger handed her a scroll, the parchment bearing a familiar seal-one she hadn't seen since she had left her husbands in the forest.
The letter was unsigned, but the words were chilling: "You cannot run from the past, Rani. It will always find you. Return, or they will suffer for your choices."
Rani's hands trembled as she read the message. Her first thought was of her husbands. Were they in danger? Had her decision to leave them put them at risk?
That night, Rani sat with Yudhav and Ashwin, her mind heavy with the weight of the letter. The boys noticed her distraction and tried to cheer her up with their innocent antics.
"Amma, look what I made!" Ashwin held up a small clay figure of a warrior.
Rani smiled, brushing his hair back. "It's beautiful, Ashwin. You're so talented."
Yudhav climbed onto her lap, his dark eyes searching hers. "Amma, are you sad?"
Rani hugged him tightly, fighting back tears. "No, my love. I have you and Ashwin. How could I be sad?"
But as she held her sons close, the fear of losing them gnawed at her.
The next morning, Rani confided Dushala and Agastya about the letter.
Dushala frowned, her protective instincts kicking in. "Who could have sent this? And why now?"
Agastya's expression darkened. "It could be someone from the past, someone who knows about her husbands power and wants to use Rani as leverage."
"But why involve me?" Rani asked, her voice trembling. "I've done nothing but try to move on."
Agastya placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Sometimes, the past doesn't let go, no matter how far you run."
As Rani tried to piece together who could be behind the letter, another twist came in the form of a traveler passing through the village. This man, rugged and scarred, claimed to have seen her husbands.
"They're no longer the men you knew," he said, his voice low and grave. "They're ruthless, feared even by the gods. They've lost their humanity "
Rani's heart ached at his words. She had known they would had become ruthless, but to hear it confirmed was like a dagger to her soul.
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In the dense forests where they still lived in exile, her husbands had become legends of fear. Yudhishthir, once the embodiment of dharma, was now cold and calculating. Bheem, the gentle giant, had become a force of destruction. Arjun, Nakul, and Sahadev were shadows of their former selves, their once warm eyes now filled with bitterness.
Karn, Duryodhan, and Dushasan had embraced their darker sides, their pain fueling their ruthlessness. Yuyutsu and Vikarna, who had once been voices of reason, had grown distant and unyielding. Ashwathama, the eternal warrior, was more dangerous than ever, his anger simmering just beneath the surface.
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Despite the turmoil in her heart, Rani remained focused on her children. She played with them, taught them about the world, and showered them with love.
One afternoon, as she sat by the river with Yudhav and Ashwin, she told them a story about Lord Krishna.
"Krishna always said that love is the greatest strength," she told them. "It's what gives us the courage to face anything."
Yudhav looked up at her, his eyes wide with wonder. "Amma, do you think Lord Krishna watches over us?"
Rani smiled, her heart swelling with love for her sons. "I know he does."
The Dark Figure pov__
Just as Rani began to find solace in her new life, the dark figure made their move. They sent word to her husbands, planting seeds of doubt and anger in their minds.
"She has moved on without you," the figure told them. "She has built a new life, a new family. She doesn't need you anymore."
Fueled by these words, her husbands set out to find her, their hearts torn between love and rage.
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As Rani sat by the river that evening, watching the sunset with her sons, she felt a strange sense of foreboding. The peace she had fought so hard to build was about to be shattered, and she wasn't sure if she was strong enough to face what was coming.
But as she held her sons close, she whispered a silent prayer to Lord Krishna, asking for the strength to protect them and to face whatever lay ahead.
Little did she know that her past was about to collide with her present, and the choices she made would change everything.
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