The Blindfolded Majesty
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Hidden behind those red blindfolds, were curious eyes that once saw the world, soaked it's hue and carried dreams like every other girl. Gandhari, mother of 101 kids, sister of Shakuni but most importantly, she was yet another bird shackled by rules. We read about people who break rules and come out of their condition but this story is about a person who learns to accept her fate as she moves ahead in her journey of life, sometimes molding herself whilst other times finding leeway.
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"Gandhari, you have changed." My brother said in a heavy tone, his eyes carrying an unknown guilt.
"Maybe because now I have been trained for every action I take." I mumbled out the truth.
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This book is fiction not everything is according to Mahabharata, please refrain from pointing that events are not matching. Only the characters are taken from the epic, this book can be read even without much information regarding Mahabharata.
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