Untold stories...

IS HATRED EASIER THAN LOVING?? (PART2)

It  will  be  short  but hope  u  will  like  it....

"Aren't you going to bid your husband goodbye?? And your sister??" asked a gentle voice.

Urmila wearily turned her head. It was Sumitra.

"Come , child, I know it is difficult. But let's go to Kaikeyi's palace where the three are bidding their final farewell to the king", she said, embracing Urmila tenderly. "We have to have the strength......"

Urmila allowed herself to be led by the older woman to the lotus-domed , thousand-pillared marble palace of Kaikeyi...

It was the time for them to leave . The dawn had broken, bringing with it the anguish of the next day. The people in the streets were restless and fervid , angry at the rumours they were hearing. Ram was their crown king and not Bharat. And why was their beloved prince Ram being sent on exile for fourteen years??

Sumitra was bearing the brunt of the grief with a brave heart and a braver smile. Lakshman bent down to touch her feet for her blessings and uttered just a sole word, "Maa" . She embraced him, kissing him on his forehead, and said," I have always been proud of you but today, my head cannot look higher. What you have done , no brother can do and from now on, it is you who will be the epitome of fraternal love and loyalty, an ideal for generations together. It wasn't duty but love which has made you accompany your brother and when love surpasses duty, it is salvation. You have made it your dharma. Look after ram and siya vigilantly, henceforth, ram is your father , sita is your mother and the forest is your Ayodhya..Go happily, beta, God bless you"....

Urmila felt small witnessing the scene in front of her . Their love was crowned with pride, honour, sacrifice, and above all, happiness . There was no place for self-pity...

Sumitra handed the aarti thali of diya, flowers , betel nut and vermillion to Urmila , insinuating it was her turn to perform the aarti for Lakshman. She took it , with steady hands and an unsteady heart, fearing if she would be able to brave the contempt in his eyes. She dared not look into his eyes. But she had to. They were dark, piercing....n tender. Or was it the flickering diya which had softened his expression, wiping the loathing she had been expecting to see in his eyes???

"Do you think I would fall for that little charade of yours ?" he asked under his breath.

Urmila looked stunned, pausing momentarily!!!

What is gonna happen next???

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