Hidimba-The forest maiden

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'Hidimba the village is under attack.' Bahu a village man rushed to inform me. I was feeding my son when he told me this and at once fright took hold of me'

No, I said to myself. 'Its time to attack'

I went with my sword towards the angry drunken Manav's. They were lighting fire to our wooden houses. For a sudden I felt happy that I took my son with me at least I could die protecting him

The Manav charged at us but he was too slow. My sword found its mark to his neck, Soft flesh was pierced with hard metal and he lay still on the ground pooled in love. I did not care that my son saw his mother kill a man. Better he sees it and learns to protect himself from his enemies. Though he is quite young to do anything.

Each Manav charged at us found their death. Only their leader was left. I charged at him but he was too strong. His blade slashed my shoulders. The cut was not too deep. he was bulky like Bheema and I do not know how to fight him. but I will die fighting. Suddenly I was overpowered by him l I felt that he would kill me. Let him. My success would be my endeavours. Another attack from my enemy but was stopped by a metal clashing with metal. A man same as my age stood there protecting me. He attacked the man and finished him in seconds. He was strong I thought and looked at my cut oozing with blood. the cut was only on my flesh not my bone.

I found Ghatotkacha looking at me, not loving childlike eyes out of love but showing deep respect. He had accepted me as a warrior.