This story is totally fictional, so don't mind or said any harsh words to me or my story.. This story is based on Shrutakarma [son of Arjun and Draupadi] the youngest uppandava.. This story have some fictional characters as well.

"Why are you behaving like this with me! I love you!" Draupadi expressed her feeling as tears rolled down her cheek. "So do I! But I feel suffocated as I realise you are never completely mine! I am married to you but then so is Angraj!" Arjun said frustrated. "I am yours. Me and Angraj...we are married for namesake. There is nothing between us. I didnt want to marry him!" Draupadi tried to explain. "I know Panchaali.I dont blame you for this but seeing you with my worst enemy saddens me. You are Parth's Panchaali but you are also Karn's Draupadi! And it frustrates me...If someday Angraj wants his rights over you I wont be able to handle it!" Arjun said in an extremely frustrating manner and left the chamber. "How is it my fault! I have always loved Arjun then why did I have to marry Angraj as well. Arjun is my husband but I am Karn's wife as well. I cant live like this any longer" Draupadi said to herself teary eyed. She looked at the high balcony in her chamber. The beautiful thought of giving up her life was possessing her mental stability. She couldnt handle so many complications. She will end her sufferings right now. She stepped towards the balcony. One more step and she would fall and her death will put an end to her pains and sufferings. As she was going to proceed she felt a sudden pull. Someone pulled her away from the balcony. Draupadi was taken aback. She landed on a strong chest and a pair of arms held her safely. She could feel her husband breathe close to her ear. Arjun was here. She couldnt help but smile. She turned around. The man before her frightened her. It was not Arjun. "What on earth do you think you were doing Panchali!" Karn exclaimed extremely disturbed and concerned. "Angraj...Its you" Draupadi said. She was disappointed. She expected Arjun. "How can you even think of ending your life Panchali!" Karn asked extremely anguished.

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this is the fictional story of ardi hope you all like it. copyright ©️ Bella-123354 Cover credits: @ MCU_ Marvelite Disclaimer: is the fictional story don't compare it to real mahabharat and this story contains mature content if you are not comfortable you can skip that part.

Just some one shots on Krishnaa not as samragini but as a mother, daughter, sister and friend.

Hlo guys. Welcome to a new book. Here, I discuss about the brave queens, about famous quotes, about norms of society and rules forgotten, about issues and some festivals. So, my dear readers, I hope that you get motivated and I will try my best to humour you. P.S. - I will try my best to show history but if you find anything wrong, you could comment and I will change it.

What happens when a woman of kalyug becomes a part of dwaparyug?? What will happen when she realises that life was not what she had thought of back in those days? Join pooja on her journey on discovering the dwaparyug.

What if krishnaa was born as a baby? What if she was born in Yadav vansh and joined krishna and balram in their journey? Join the journey of krishna and krishnaa as they establish dharma in aryavraat, killed different adharmis and unlocked the life lessons together. This is purely a fictional story and is not meant to harm anyone feelings or to disrespect any Vedas or our history.

Drop the names of your books (which revolve around ArDi), so that everyone can enjoy your scribblings and read about their favourite couple!

Ramayan War happened because of Sita and Mahabharat because of Draupadi. The world blames women for destruction. But how women gifted with feelings of motherhood right from the Almighty, would have felt seeing blood stained grounds? The first one shot is based on Draupadi of Mahabharat dealing with the chaos in her mind after losing the apple of her eye. The second one shot describes the mental pain Draupadi must have felt that led to the decision of having a war.