Sacrifice is said to be the purest form of love, if you love someone that you need to let him go. But What if someone "Sacrifices to Love"? Can this love be called Pure?
Arjuna, Warrior Prince, one of the greatest warriors to have ever set foot on...
Why? Why was, my first reaction when I heard My Beloved scream in pain was to run towards him and chastise him for his foolishness..Why did I feel his pain as blood was oozing out from his arm..haven't I shrouded our bond?..If this continues how will I stay away from him when the second I feel his pain..All my resolve weakens..My determination thins..My brain stops functioning and My heart..My heart which screams in agony seeing My Arjuna in pain..All this would have easy, It would have been easy to ignore him, easy to ignore the pain my heart is experiencing as it beats in agony, for making him feel so guilty..All because she doesn't want Her Arjuna to decide between his brothers and me someday.. Govind was as usual right..."You are afraid Arjuna will not choose you.." His words were ringing in my ear as I was moving away from Training yard in haste.."You are afraid Panchali..You are afraid..You are afraid of him not choosing you", even the walls of sad and gloomy castle was calling her out..As if their are not enough evil people in Aryavarth, even the walls are joining them...
I saw my hands still having stains of blood...Blood of My beloved.. I couldn't help but feel elated at seeing myself get connected to My Beloved through something as precious as blood...
But all that didn't matter, not when My Arjuna had called me something while I was treating him,...
"Krishnaa..."
Krishnaa..Krishnaa...How beautiful it sounded from his mouth..his voice was very weak as if not sure of his choice..It had a hint of fear along with pleading..But the name..Krishnaa. It sounds majestic, It sounds divine..It sounds heavenly as if it was made for her.. I want him to call me Krishnaa again, again and again..for the rest of my life. But it was a thought in vain..the way his eyes were shattering seeing me run away after he called me "Krishnaa".. the fear in his voice scaring her as if he was afraid of her..while the pleading in his voice was calling for her forgiveness, He sounded so vulnerable..so weak..so desperate for her to pay him some attention, Even my heart wanted to relieve him of his guilt but as people say, "Love is the death of duty and bane of honor", I turned away from him with tears in my eyes, and my heart shattering with each step I take away from My Love towards My Duty...
What is duty in comparison to feeling of having Your Beloved engulfed in her arms..What is duty in comparison to the feeling of content and happiness that your heart feels and face expresses. when you are one with your beloved...."What is duty as compared to feeling of having your soul connected to the person who owns your heart....to be one in both mind and soul..."
As I entered my chambers though my mind was in some different horizon entering various rooms of thoughts at once...Love or Duty, ..
"I am hers and She is mine"
"Share whatever you have brought among you five"
"I will marry you all.."
"Krishnaa..."
"Love is death of duty and bane of honor..."
"My duty is to love them all equally....I have too..there is no choice..I need to forgo our bond..I need to let him go..it shouldn't effect her seeing his heart shattering, it shouldn't effect her seeing tears welling in his eyes..Indifferent, cold that's what I have to be..."
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