MAHABHARAT--- Though the fighting between the Pandavs and Kauravs remain at the heart of it, the epic revolves around the conflict of Dharma. In this work of fiction I present to you the human emotions, conversation, thoughts of everyone as they mee...
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The earthly fragrance of lavender and ixora intoxicated the innocent riddled mind of the two youngest Pandavs. They dashed along the soiled cushion and galloped trying to fill the blue void above them. Nakul and Sahadev scurried by the leverage of flora brushing their upper body. The foliage of the violet and burgundy caged their torsos in enthrallment, as they viewed the place without a care in the world. Why should they care? Their father was walking behind them, and he will, always.
"We are here! We are at the top of the world! Deva, hurry up!" Nakul bellowed.
Sahadev caught up with his twin, huffing and puffing for breath. "Is Blooming hill really the top of the world?" He enquired turning to his father. "Pitashree, can't we travel furthermore?"
"We travel with our will and then, the sky will be the limit and our demons will be crushed by the path we choose." Pandu explained. "Come on boys, pluck some flowers. We don't want your mothers to turn all hysterical."
After going through their errands for the day, Nakul and Sahadev's characteristics deemed upon them. Nakul was always immersed in kalopsia; for him every bit of the universe have beauty and his mind was always swooned by it. Sahadev was uncharacteristically wise for a typical 6 year old. His smile and face were as virid as the dawn, but his eyes were a different story. Those little buds of vision hold the power to bore your soul and talk with the sky.
Pandu never understood why they denoted the place as 'blomming hill'. It wasn't a hill, merely a bulge of land created by floods throughout the ages. He decided to ask them today. "Why do you two call it 'blomming hill'?"
"This hill, is abundant with flowers everyday of the year. It never becomes barren and radiates positive aura, kind of like Jyestha." Nakul ended with a chuckle.
"Blooming signifies the birth of the new life, in form of these flowers, and um..." Sahadev collected his thoughts ,"And also, the hill doesn't have a single species of flowers through out the year, but it always changes and it is always beautiful. I like this place because it reminds me that change is good, change is natural and change is beautiful too."
"Our life is always magical, which creates change." Pandu knelt so that now he was eye-to-eye with them. "Sometimes, some changes happen and you don't have control over them. When things go wrong, and mind they will, it's not a problem to be solved, but rather a truth to be accepted. Always be the best person you can be. There may be times when you will feel useless or powerless, don't rush it then. You may mess up sometimes, make-up for it the next moment or minute or day. Above it all, the happiest moment of your life will be when you find the courage to let go of what you can't change. The day you decide life is magical, there will be magic all around you."
