How can she reap hope on a land where despair plants seeds of agony and sufferings?
Whose destiny is written with the ink of misery, how can she rinse the stains with mirth?
How can she put on the cloak of patience when life strips her out of it eve...
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"Bohot dusht ho gayi ho tum, Kairavi." Subhadra accused with tears brimming at the rims of her eyes. "Apni jiji ki ek bhi baat ka samman nahi karti."
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Kairavi caressed her hands and kissed her knuckles. There was nothing to deny that, because she hadn't listened to her before as well, before barging out for Hastinapur to save Yagyaseni.
"Nahi jiji.. Aapko toh mai apne putra ki mata banake jaa rahi hu." Subhadra stubbornly huffed away from her. Standing at the gates of Indraprasth, the youngest wife of Dhananjay was bidding a painful goodbye to her home, as well as her sister-in-law.
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Chandraja had decided to follow her husbands to the forest and bear the exile along with them. She asked Yadhwi to mother her son, along with her celestial brother Varchas, who was growing inside her womb.
Arni cupped her cheek in both hands and made Subhadra look at her. She swiped her tears with her thumbs while giving her a reassuring smile.
"Don't be mad at me, jiji. Draupadi jiji also needs someone to keep her company." "And what about me? Who will keep my company?"
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