Hidimba-The forest maiden

7

Congratulations my lady on account of your coronation'. Arjun said with a smile. He was a charismatic personality with long hair and a bushy moustache.

'Thank you, valiant Arjun'. I said not looking at him. My eyes were searching for Bheema. All the guest was there. All the four brothers with their mother. They were good people, good kings in making . While Yudhishthira gave me a few tips on how to rule, Arjun and Kunti heartily congratulated me. Nakul and Sehdev joked boyishly about how beautiful I was looking with a crown of primroses and carnations with my hair lose matching the colour of my course saree. I had a magnetic look about me. They said. Though I highly doubt it. I was in my plain coarse saree and my eyes rimmed with kohl and my full lips red with carmine .

Only he was not there. The man with long hair and soft beard. Their brother.

Coronation was sparse compared to what the princes of Hastinapur could see, yet they were happy for us, a genuine happiness. They shared our joy by dancing and singing our native song till it was dark night.