There are two primary choices in life : to accept conditions as they exist or accept responsibility for changing them - Devakinandana Vāsudeva Krishna. "You know what is right and what is wrong, husband," She said softly, looking into his dark eyes filled with emotional turmoil, "But be assured that you would have take responsibility for your actions." Radheya glanced at the child, Arjuna's son, sprawled on the ground bleeding from various places. His beloved wife's words, spoken when he broke down in front of her after he found out his birth truth, played ceaselessly in his mind. Her voice had been firm and unyielding that day. She had given him the strength he had needed to make the decision to stay with Duryodhana till the end. But...this? He gulped, wondering if he could watch his nephew's death, so near to his eyes. Should he interfere? But hasn't this boy killed his beloved Laxmana? 'What actions you take, remember you would be liable for it,' Radheya thought, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips. Closing his eyes, he made a decision. He just hoped his darling wife would support him in this, otherwise, he had no idea how he would deal with the mess he was about to create. ?️#6 in Kunti ?️#5 in Bhishma

[ ON HOLD] She was not a queen draped in silk, nor a warrior clad in armor. She was fire, bound in human skin-quiet, watchful, and unwavering. A quiet name in the background of an epic filled with noise . She was the woman left out of legends-the one who loved Karna not for his crown, but for the fire beneath his scars. She watched as devotion bound him, betrayal broke him, and destiny consumed him. She stood beside him, even when his choices shattered her. And when the world demanded she burnt with him, she defied them all. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Because love is not ashes. It is the flame that refuses to die.°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

When Karna departed to study under Parshuram, Adhirath and Radha let him go only on one condition: he leaves as a married man. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Within a week of marrying his childhood friend Vrushali, Karna leaves with the promise to return to his wife in exactly a year. Vrushali, Dushala's lady-in-waiting, watches the kalapradashan with a disinterested look. Her husband had promised to be back on this exact day. Two prahars until sunset. "Jiji, look!" Dushala jostles Vrushali out of her thoughts to point to the arena. A man with a grand bow stood tall, looking the Kuru Dynasty in the eye. Vrushali couldn't help the smile grace her face. Her husband was home. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This work is pure fiction and just a thought and not to hurt any religious sentiments.

Her complexion as dark as a blue lotus, Her eyes as wide as lotus petals, Her hair swaying like a dancing snake, Her serene smile wooing the most handsome of men in the land of Āryāvarta. --- "She wasn't quite ready. But she was brave. And it is an eternal thing, that the Universe always favors the brave." --- Mahābhārata- world's longest poem, with thousands of verses. Out of which only one verse dedicated to Karenumati, which states; She was the Princess of Chedi, Daughter of Shishupala, Wife of Nakula, Mother of Niramitra. But it doesn't tell who she was! --- "There were countless times that she was overshadowed by time, but she shines. Among the thousands of princesses that have come and go, she shines, and shines alone, like a star." *** A work based on the great epic Mahābhārata. A few fictional parts will be added but will stay in limit. I do not intend to hurt any religious sentiments. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Note: The word virago means a war like woman!

In a world where fate takes a different turn, the Mahabharata unfolds without the Kurukshetra war or the Kauravas. Bound by love, duty, and destiny, the lineage of Hastinapura thrives through arranged and love marriages, forming a kingdom of unity and strength. From forced unions to love-filled relationships, witness the journey of Pandu and his sons-Karna, Yudhishthira, Bhima, Arjuna, Nakula, and Sahadeva-as they build a legacy of harmony, devotion, and kinship.

Their love was never meant to be easy. But then again, nothing about Karn and Vrushali ever was. "Jab tak hum kisi ke humdard nahi bante,tab tak hum dard se aur dard humse juda nahi hota" Fate brought them together. Duty tore them apart. Time tested them in ways neither was prepared for. In a world where love was a privilege and sacrifice a price, they built something that defied both. A retelling that stays true to the epic, yet reimagines the unseen story of Karn & Vrushali. This is not just a love story - it's a tale of longing in silence, of devotion without promises, of a bond that refused to break, even when the world demanded it.Vengeance, love, duty, and the weight of unspoken words-what truly defined their journey? History may have forgotten her. This story ensures you won't ✨️📖 Started - 15 January 2021 THE ETERNAL LOVE © All Rights Reserved.