The Dreadful Destiny ( Mahabharat FanFiction)
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The most intellectual girl in the entire aryavrat born to Rohini and Vasudev as her name said Anandita, she was Intelligent, and wise and she spread happiness where ever she went.
Shri Krishnas half sister, Shriman Balrams sister her subhadra jiji was her best friend
She was calm like an ocean, soft like a flower, She was a fighter a warrior. Trained in medicine she knew how to heal wounds and hearts. She was a bundle of joy
She had an enchanting aura. She had everything in her.
But who has control over time and who knows what destiny beholds.
Who knew the healer would have a dreadful destiny, the world would be so cruel to her. that made her being cruel to herself.
A story of love, sacrifice, passion, humiliation, and sins.
If only she knew how to heal herself, for she was bruised for life.
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