Mahabharat Incorrect Quotes
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  • Time 10m
Complete, First published Dec 02, 2021
Did Krishna ever steal butter and land innocent Arjun in trouble?? Did Draupadi and Subhadra ever team up against Arjun?? Was Gandhari ever exasperated with her very... special family?? What were Karna and Duryodhan doing in Swarg??? Was Krishna ever asked to choose his favorite between Arjun and Draupadi???
  
  To know the answers to these very weird questions (and many more), drop by this book of incorrect quotes, written by a teenager who could not concentrate on the night before exams :)))
  
  NOTE: This work is not intended to hurt anyone's sentiments, religious or otherwise. No copyright infringement is intended. Please do not reproduce the piece.
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