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sassylassy123 · 10 months

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The Sun And The Moon

Chapter 13 - Kuru’s Heir

"We all are gathered here to announce the future of the Kuru clan." Bhism started, "We shall decide who will be the next king."

"It is decided that the Kuru kingdom will be divided between the Kauravs and the Pandavs and Pitamah will accompany the Pandavs to wherever King Dhritarashtra wants them to rule." Vidhur added.

Divyanshi glared at Karn, and he looked down not able to look into her eyes. "I knew it!" she mumbled.

"This is absolutely wrong!" Duryodhan raged.

"You are getting to rule Hastinapur, what is wrong in that?" Bhism asked.

Dhritarashtra interrupted, "I am still the king, Taatshree. The partition will need my permission and I will decide if you will leave Hastinapur or not." he said, Divyanshi rolled her eyes. "And I don't allow you to accompany the Pandavs, they will only get to rule their territory."

The simple conversation turned into a heated debate. If the were allowed to hit each other, half of the people would in hospital. Divyanshi and Karn passed looks at each other as neither of them had any right to speak in the matter. Vidhur gave suggestions to Pandavs which they agreed on but Duryodhan's dramatic ass couldn't bear to see the Pandavs happy. To fulfil his son's happiness Dhritarashtra announced his decision.

"I get to decide because I am the King. There won't be any discussions now!" Dhritarashtra announced.

"Then why did you waste our time?" Divyanshi muttered. Her eyes fell on the Pandavs, Yudhishtir was calm but also ready to speak about any injustice. Bheem was full of rage. Arjun had his eyebrows furrowed, he was sad with the upcoming unfair decision. Nakul and Sahadev, both were looking at Bheem, wanting him to take the matter into his hands and Duryodhan's neck into his biceps. She glanced at Draupadi who was standing right next to the Pandavs, she was sweating and looked pale.

"I declare that Pandu putr Yudhishtir will get to be the independent king of Khandavprasth." The King announced.

Duryodhan and Dushasan smirked, while Shakuni was proud of Dhritarashtra for the first time. Divyanshi looked at the Pandavs and Draupadi to see their reaction, as expected, they were sad but Draupadi looked paler then she was earlier. Divyanshi approached her in hurry but was late as Draupadi fainted.

"Why be so dramatic? What did she expect from us?" Dushasan quacked.

Divyanshi gave him a sharp look and Karn knew what was to be done. "Mitr Duryodhan," he said.

"Yes, Mitr Karn?" Duryodhan nodded.

"Please tell your brother to shut up." Karn said firmly and looked away. Maybe he was feeling strange after saying something rude after ages.

"You'll be ok, girl?" Divyanshi held her best friend, "Don't sleep! Wake up, darling!"

Arjun lifted Draupadi and carried her to her room. He placed her on the bed gently. "Call a vaidya someone!" he said.

The vaidya came and checked Draupadi. Everyone was worried, surprisingly Duryodhan was tensed. He and Shakuni were discussing something in private. Karn held Divyanshi's hand and passed her a comforting smile, Shakuni noticed this and smirked to himself.

"Congratulation!" the vaidya came out of the room, "She is pregnant."

For a moment Divyanshi became deaf, she could hear her heartbeat, she felt it speeding up. "What?" she was surprised.

The Pandav brother hugged each other. Duryodhan and Shakuni were sad to hear the news as Duryodhan didn't have any children, he was afraid.

"It is such a great news!" Bhism said, "The Kuru clan now has an heir. Kuru's heir!"

"She's pregnant! Oh lord! I can't believe it!" Divyanshi rambled.

"Congratulations!" Karn hugged Yudhishtir and gained a jealous look from Duryodhan.

"Mere bacche, can't you see?" Shakuni tried to add salt to Duryodhan's wounds.

"See what?" Duryodhan asked annoyingly.

"This new girl has already snatched your friend from you." Shakuni said, Duryodhan thought about it. "Thinking won't solve it. We must do something about it."

"Like what? You want me to kill her?" Duryodhan glared at Divyanshi, if looks could Divyanshi would be-nah! Not dead. He was a weak bastard.

"Killing her isn't the solution. Lakshagraha didn't work, did it?" Shakuni said, "I am saying that if we get her on our side, it will profit us. And if we fail, which I doubt we will but if we do, everything will be Karn's fault."

"How? How will it be his fault?" Duryodhan questioned.

"Because he will be our medium, mere bacche." Shakuni spread a wide smile across his face.

"You want me to betray the girl I call 'sister'?" Duryodhan asked.

"I want you to punish the girl who might ruin your chances to be the king." Shakuni defended.

"I am pretty sure that they are the same person." Duryodhan said.

"Oh! Then you mustn't feel bad doing this." Shakuni manipulated him.

"This-It's-"

"Don't think too much about it, mere bacche! I will help you." Shakuni interrupted him.

"Mitr, are you not happy?" Karn approached Duryodhan.

"What?" Duryodhan said with a fake smile, "Rubbish! I am happy."

"Oh! Good to hear. Divyanshi is ready with the names." Karn said.

"You two seem pretty close, Angraj." Shakuni spoke.

"Yes, we are friends." Karn replied.

"If you want I can convince her to marry you." Shakuni said.

"What-what?" Karn stammered.

"Ha! Mamashree, what are you saying?" Duryodhan elbowed him.

"You both heard me right." Shakuni said, "I would love to see you both getting married."

"But-I-" Karn couldn't process the words.

"Are you scared she will not marry you?" Shakuni asked faking concern.

Duryodhan kept looking at his uncle blabbering absolute nonsense with perfect confidence.

"I am." Karn spoke.

"Then don't worry. I will help you convince her to marry you." Shakuni patted Karn's shoulder. "After all, you are like a son to me."

"Thank you but I really have to think on this topic. She might not be interested in marrying me." Karn said and left.

"What was that? How is this going to solve our problems?" Duryodhan inquired.

"You are my nephew, aren't you?" Shakuni turned his head to his new victim, he saw her talking to Arjun and smiling. "We must get her on our side before it's too late. She is an asset."

"Then why Karn?" Duryodhan was confused, he wanted Karn and her to be together but he wasn't able to accept the fact that Shakuni would be plotting against both of them.

"Because you won't be marrying her, you call her your sister and I am pretty sure no one would want to marry Dushasan..." He glanced at Dushasan trying to get his hand off the flower vase, he was pretty clumpy. "That's why Karn, he is your mitr and won't betray you. We can control the woman once she gets married."

"This should work or else both of their lives will be ruined." Duryodhan showed concern.

"Why must you worry, mere bacche? They are nothing to you. They are just some obstacles in between you and the Kuru throne." Shakuni smirked.

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bukreview · 3 months

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Blowing of conch by Supacha Sudarshan

“To complete the religious sacrifice performed by the Pandavas” God Kabir ji came to earth in the form of a child in the Dwaparayuga. He was seated in the form of a newborn baby on a lotus flower in a pond. A childless Valmiki was taken away from there. Gave it to his wife. There was no limit to the happiness of the Valmiki couple due to the absence of a child in the house. When the child turned…

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orgasming-caterpillar · 1 month

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My Sun, My Dear

According to traditions, the period of a solar eclipse is considered most unfortunate. It is said that no good can be done in a time deprived of the Sun. Until the rays of the Suryadeva reach the Earth for the second time that day, no dharmika deed should be done.

But what if the Sun is sure to never return?

What if, just what if, there will be no second time for the rays to strike the Earth.

Such an eclipse had shadowed the life of the eldest Kaurav prince, Duryodhana. It was close to dusk on the 17th day of the War of Kurukshetra. Duryodhana had lost his brothers —his ninety nine brothers— to a fruitless war. He had lost his family, his relatives and in the end, his teacher too. Grief sagged his heart every time he lifted a weapon.

But warriors do not wait to grieve. Grief can stop a man, not an army. Not the enemy.

Karna took Drona's place as the Commander in Chief of Duryodhana's army. So for as long as Suryen-dhanya Karna, blessed by the Sun itself, was beside him, who could defeat the Kuru prince?

Or so he thought.

The last rays of the sun were disappearing from the battlefield. As tradition wills it, every warrior had put away his weapons. Except Gandivdhari Arjuna.

For as long as he stayed alive, Duryodhana never forgot the sound of the bow string let loose. The arrow cutting through the air in the direction of Karna. The last ray of the sun glinting off of the tip of the arrow and briefly blinding everyone.

A moment later, when Duryodhana opened his eyes, the sun was no longer.

A blue sheet of dusk had settled over the battlefield as far as the eye could see. He searched the periphery of his vision for his beloved mitra. What could an arrow do to the man who wears the armor of Suryadeva himself.

He remembered the next few moments in pieces. Karna falling from his chariot. The charioteer speeding off without him. Karna in the dirt. Karna with Arjuna's arrow.

Karna with Arjuna's arrow lodged in his throat.

Karna lying still in the dirt.

Karna.

A scream ripped itself out of Duryodhana's throat, thunderous and raw as an impeding storm. The entire battlefield turned to stare as the Kuru prince mounted the nearest horse and galloped to the fallen body.

The Pandavas surrounded Karna, shocked to see their own mother weeping with his head in her lap. Arjuna's charioteer, Krishna, explained to them what adharma they had just committed, and why not to blame themselves for it. They did not weep. Even after killing their own blood, they did not weep.

Arjuna lowered his head in shame. Duryodhana wanted to cut it off.

By the time he reached Karna, the Pandavas had blocked him from his view. Yudhisthir had seen him approaching and was now standing in his way.

"Step aside, Yudhisthir," Duryodhana rasped, mounting off his horse.

"No."

He turned his full glare on him; furious, bloodshot eyes, stinging with tears. "I need to see him."

"You may not, bhrata Suyodhana. It is dusk, you should return with your army."

For one last time, Duryodhana tightened his grip over his gadaa. If they wouldn't give him Karna's body, he would fight for it. He was Duryodhana's before he was ever a brother to these sorry sobs.

"Keep your arms down, maharathi," Krishna's voice echoed off the air itself. "It is adharma to raise a weapon, for the Sun is no longer."

The Sun is no longer.

This was the exact moment Duryodhana remembered that his heart shattered. The gadaa slipped from his fingers.

He could see a sliver of Karna's body hidden in the crowd of the Pandavas' sena. Such a small army had never before seemed to infinitely vast to Duryodhana. He, raised with hundred brothers himself and not once feeling crowded, saw the bodies hiding Karna's from him and saw for the first time in his life a crowd so vast he couldn't see his path.

Hundred brothers, one by one each lost to these Pandavas. And Duryodhana never looked back to see who burned their pyre. But this, this he couldn't allow. He would sooner let them take his life than Karna.

Slowly, with the image of Karna's corpse burned into his eyelids, Duryodhana fell to his knees.

All across the ranbhoomi, not a single man dared to draw a breath. Their eyes stayed fixated on their King as he lowered his head and...

Joined his hands.

When he spoke, the ache in his voice rang through the battlefield. "Brother, they call you dharmaraja because you are said to value dharma before anything else. But I am a fool, I- I never cared for what is dharma and adharma. For my entire life I have looked for ways to make you inferior to me, but it was always I who was inferior."

The Pandavas looked at each other in shock. They had not expected him to kneel, let alone plead.

"Be the righteous King you were always meant to be, Dharmaraja, but grant me this one thing. Give me my mi-tra. That is- That is all I ask of you. If not your brother, then as a supplicant." Even the breaks in his voice echoed. His tears wet the Earth below him.

"Let him have it, Dharmaraja."

Yudhisthir looked at Krishna, as if expecting him to come to his senses. "But he is our brother, Vasudeva. We are the ones who shall perform his last rites by dharma."

Duryodhana opened his mouth to speak, but Krishna spoke before him. "What kind of brother, Dharmaraja? The one you didn't even know about this morning? The one you were preparing to kill for days? The one you called sutaputra?"

If he wasn't wrecked inside with misery, Duryodhana might have enjoyed the shame on Yudhisthir's face. But all he felt was hope.

"Let him have Angaraja's body. It is he who deserves to perform his last rites, for they loved each other over karma and dharma. It is hard to see the one who hates you as someone capable of love, but is it fair to deny him his love, Dharmaraja?"

Yudhisthir only looked at his pleading brother.

A funeral pyre was to be prepared for Karna after the Pandavas left. Duryodhana's army gathered wood and oil, someone stitched a shroud out of the dead warriors' clothes, nobody dared to disturb the grieving prince.

Karna. Karna. Karna. He chanted till it was not a name but the sound of his tears falling on his armor. It was not a word but aching devotion.

He lifted a bloody hand to cup Karna's cheek. The warmth should have gone out of it long ago, but he was Suryaputra. He burned until there was nothing left to burn but his body.

He still couldn't wrap his head around the truth in his grief. Karna －brilliant, quick-witted, unyielding Karna－ was dead.

He clutched the body in his arms. The body that no longer belonged to his lover. A shadow. A torture.

Karna. Karna. Karna.

His Radheya. His Angaraja. His Karna. His Priye. His Sun.

Duryodhana felt as though all the light had gone out of his life. He carries the embers of it to the pyre, lays him down as gently as one would to a newborn instead of a corpse.

With shaking hands, Duryodhana carried the fire and lit the funeral pyre. He couldn't bear to watch as flames engulfed his beloved and turned his head to the sky. The scream that followed was a living thing, clawing its way out of his throat.

For the last time in forever, his lover burned as bright as the Sun.

And the smoke swirled in the night sky, carrying the prince to a land of eternal eclipse.

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blessed1neha · 6 months

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What should a person do who does not have time to read the Mahabharata?

Even if there is no time to read Mahabharata, its new abstract formula can prove useful in our life.

The wrong demands and stubbornness of the children are not curbed in time, then in the end you will become helpless = Kaurav

No matter how strong you are, but if you are with unrighteousness, then all your knowledge, weapons, power and blessings will be in vain = Karna

Don't make your children so ambitious that by misusing education you invite apocalypse by destroying yourself = Ashwatthama

Never give such a promise to anyone that you have to surrender to the unrighteous = Bhishma Pitamah Morality says, Always keep your promises. Wisdom says, Never make promises because you only know the present moment. You don't know how things will turn out in the future. Morality binds you. Wisdom sets you free. Morality is the path of Bhishma.

Misuse of property, power and authority and the association of miscreants ultimately leads to self-destruction = Duryodhana

Blind person- means currency, alcohol, ignorance, attachment and work (Mridula). Power in the hands of a blind person also leads to destruction = Dhritarashtra

If a person has knowledge tied to discretion, then victory is definitely achieved = Arjun

You cannot be successful always by creating deceit, deceit and mischief in every work = Shakuni

If you successfully follow policy, religion, and karma, then no power in the world can defeat you = Yudhishthira

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare ………..

Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare ………..

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naveensarohasblog · 1 year

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#TheKnowledgeofGitaisNectar Part - 6

"True Essence of Gita"

Part-A

• Gita = Shrimadbhagavat Gita

1. Question: - Who narrated the knowledge of Gita, to whom and

when, and who wrote it? Please tell in detail.

Answer : - Kaal God (who is also known by the name "Brahm" in

Vedas and Gita) by entering into the body of Shri Krishna ji narrated

the knowledge of Shrimadbhagavat Gita to Arjun. When Kauravs and

Pandavs claiming their respective authority over the property, that is,

the kingdom of Delhi, had become ready for the battle, and both the

armies were standing face-to-face in the field of Kurukshetra, Arjun saw

that Bheeshm Pitamah, Guru Dronacharya, Kaurav's children, their

relatives, son-in-laws, brother-in-laws, father-in-laws etc were standing

in the army ahead willing to fight and die. Kauravs and Pandavs were

paternal counsins. Righteousness arose in Arjun, and he pondered that

for a kingdom, we will kill our cousins, nephews, son-in-laws, brother-

in-laws, Bheeshm Pitamah and gurus. We do not even know for how

long we will live in this world? Therefore, instead of enjoying a kingdom

obtained in this way, we would rather sustain ourselves on alms, but we

will not fight. Thinking this, Arjun kept his bow and arrow down and

sat down at the rear end of the chariot. Seeing such a state of Arjun, Shri

Krishna said, "See, which warrior you have to fight with in the front."

Arjun replied, "O Krishna! I will not fight at any cost." He also informed

Shri Krishna about his motive and the thoughts arising in his mind. At

that very moment, Kaal God entered into Shri Krishna ji just as a ghost

enters into another person's body and speaks. In this way, entering into

Shri Krishna's body, Kaal narrated the knowledge of Shrimadbhagavat

Gita to inspire Arjun to fight and with the aim that in Kalyug there will

not be people who would know about the Vedas, therefore, he narrated

the brief description and summary of the four Vedas in the form of

"Knowledge of Gita" in 18 chapters and 700 Verses. Shri Krishna did

not even know what he had said in the knowledge of Gita.

{Those of Brahmakumari sect call this very Kaal Brahm as Nirakar

Shiv Baba. They also say that Shiv Baba had delivered the knowledge

of Gita by entering into the body of an old man. This Shiv Baba is the

revered deity of the Brahmakumaris.}

A few years later, Sage Vedvyas wrote this nectar-knowledge

in Sanskrit language in Devanagri script. Later, the translators based

on their own intellect translated this holy book into Hindi and other

languages that are now being published by Gita Press Gorakhpur (U.P.).

Its photocopies are attached in this very book from page 216 to 368.

Question: - Till today (2012), we have heard that Shri Krishna ji

had spoken the knowledge of Gita ji. You told that Kaal narrated the

knowledge of Gita entering into Shri Krishna ji's body, and Shri Krishna

did not even know what knowledge he had narrated! This seems to be

untrue. Give some evidence.

Answer: - Let me give you umpteen evidence from which it will be

self-evident that "Kaal" uttered the knowledge of holy book Gita. First

of all, I will prove from Gita itself.

Evidence 1: - In Gita Chapter 11 when the giver of the

knowledge of Gita showed his Viraat form, seeing it Arjun started

trembling and became frightened. It is also essential to tell here that Shri

Krishna was brother-in-law of Arjun because Krishna's sister Subhadra

was married to Arjun.

When the Giver of the knowledge of Gita showed his fierce Viraat

form which had thousand arms, Arjun asked, 'O Lord! Who are you?'

(Gita Chapter 11 Verse 31)

'O (Sahasrabahu) One with thousand arms, you may appear in

your (Chaturbhuj) four-armed form {because Arjun used to consider

Krishna to be the incarnation of Vishnu, but at that time Kaal appearing

outside Shri Krishna's body had shown his boundless Viraat form}. I

am frightened. I am unable to tolerate this appearance of yours.' (Gita

Chapter 11 Verse 46).

Readers, please ponder: - Will we ask our brother-in-law

that - 'O gentleman! Tell me, who are you?' No. Once, a ghost started

speaking in a person. His brother sitting next to him asked, "Who are

you?" He got the answer that - "I am your maternal uncle. I had died

in an accident." Did he not know his brother?

Similarly, Kaal was speaking from inside Shri Krishna.

Evidence no. 2: - In Gita Chapter 11 Verse 21 Arjun said that

you are eating hosts of gods who are fearfully praying to you with folded

hands. Hosts of great sages and siddhs are making auspicious prayers to

you for the safety of their lives. In Gita Chapter 11 Verse 32, the Giver

of the knowledge of Gita has said that - O Arjun! I am enlarged Kaal.

I have now appeared, that is, I have now entered into Shri Krishna's

body. I will destroy everyone. The entire army of the opposition will be

destroyed even if you do not fight.

This proves that Kaal has uttered the knowledge of Gita by entering

into the body of Shri Krishna ji. Never before had Shri Krishna ji said

that he is Kaal. Nobody used to get scared on seeing Shri Krishna ji.

Cowherds, cowgirls, cowherds' children, animals-birds everybody used to feel delighted on seeing him. So, "Was Shri Krishna ji Kaal?" No.

Therefore, the Giver of the knowledge of Gita is "Kaal" who gave the

knowledge of Holy Book Gita by entering into the body of Shri Krishna

ji.

Evidence no. 3: - In Gita Chapter 11 Verse 47, the Giver of the

knowledge of Gita said that - O Arjun! Being pleased with you, I have

opened your divine vision and showed you this Viraat form of mine.

Nobody before you has seen this Viraat form of mine.

Point to ponder: - Dear Readers! There is an episode in

Mahabharat text that when Shri Krishna ji was present in the assembly

of Kauravs, he said to them that you may both (Kauravs and Pandavs)

divide your property (kingdom) between yourselves by mutual discussion.

It does not befit you to fight. The Pandavs said, "Give us five (5) villages.

We will sustain ourselves with them." Duryodhan did not even accept

this demand and said that there is not even land equivalent to a needle's

tip for Pandavs. They can take it by fighting. God Shri Krishna became

very annoyed with this and said to Duryodhan that - 'You have taken

birth for the destruction of earth. You will settle only after destroying

the entire clan. Gentleman! Where half of the kingdom and where five

villages! Have some shame.'

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thorvimule · 2 years

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The Fair Tie

There is no other bond like the bond between a brother and sister! Isn't this line truly said!

Indeed there can be no better companion than a brother and no better best friend than a sister. Although both of them might have fights on daily basis, but it's true that they can't live without each other! Both are like railway tracts- always parallel to each other- even in the adverse of situations! This special bond is always strengthened by the festival of brotherhood- the festival of a fair tie between a sister and brother- cherish their bond. Yes, Raksha Bandhan, or the festival of brotherhood, is the sweetest of all festivals, and will always cherish the memories of their lovely fights! But have you ever thought about how and when did this auspicious festival begin? How did our bonds get to strengthen up with our loved ones? Let's know how a gesture of gratitude leads to a beautiful bond!

The tale is headed to dates behind- in the ancient times- the time of Mahabharat! There are two legends specifying the importance and culture of Raksha Bandhan. The first goes in this way that, Draupadi- the wife of Pandavas, was an ardent devotee of Lord Krishna. Krishna hurts his hand accidentally while handling sugarcane. Seeing this, his wives Satyabhama and Rukmini rush to get a clean cloth or a bandage for him. While Draupadi who was nearby him- tore off a piece of her saree and bandaged his wound. Looking at her devotion, Lord Krishna got impressed and promised to help her when she would be in agony. This incident strengthened their bond.

The other story also narrates the scenes of Mahabharat. The plot of this story revolves around the incident of killing Shishupal- his own cousin- who got punished for all his sins. When Krishna's Sudarshan chakra beheaded Shishipal. The chakra was revolving with the speed of light, which came back to Krishna after beheading Shihupal- this caused Lord to bleed his fingers. Everyone in the arena was amazed to see the miracle. It was at this time that Draupadi rushed to Lord Krishna and tore a piece of her saree and aided him. Seeing Draupadi's selfless service, he got touched by her devotion. He promised to protect her whenever needed. From then she tied him Rakhi on His hand, every year and He showered His blessings on her. He gave her a boon uttering 'Akshayam' meaning endless. And this boon worked when the great warriors couldn't save her pride- in Cheerharna, in the court of Kauravs. When legends like Bhishma, Arjuna, and Bhima couldn't fight for the rights of Draupadi, Krishna helped his sister by providing her with the endless saree and protected her in all the times of her need!

Now you have understood how special is the bond of a brother and sister. How selfless service led to a never-ending bond. A relationship between a brother and sister is priceless, it's solely the best! With these occurrences, we not only understood more about the priceless relationship between brother and sister but also learned about altruistic duties and even saw their aftermath. In this pandemic situation, there are many people who are working selflessly- for the welfare of the citizens. Yes, the front-line workers, who are working hard- day and night to support all beings and helping us to come out of this pandemic. Indeed we lost many of our dear ones in this pandemic, even many lost their livelihood. The situation got totally changed when the pandemic hit our country.

It just broke every strand of peace! Many saw their close ones taking their last breaths and many saw their dear ones walking miles to reach their home. Even many had to leave their education forever- due to this situation. In a way, we all witnessed sacrifice, may it be the sacrifice of our loved ones, time, or education- but everything simply got changed. This time taught us the real meaning of unity and its importance. Even though we faced so much difficulty- we didn't lose hope! And that's the ray of light that is surely driving us out of the dark. There are many people who are supporting us in this pandemic- be it directly or indirectly- and aren't allowing us to lose hope! So this Raksha Bandhan let's thank those supporters who spread positivity and have motivated us to hope for the best and remain calm. This year let's put our leg forward to thank all those who had been a reason for our smiles and positivity. This year let's be the change and become a part of the change!

-Thorvi M.

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annoyingturtletrashempath · 1 year

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#भगवदगीता_के_गूढ़_रहस्य

🌷🌷In Kaurav’s assembly, Lord Krishna had already shown the ‘Viraat’ (huge) form & here on the battlefield Kaal showed his Virat form (by entering into Shri Krishna Ji’s body like a ghost). He says nobody has seen this ‘Viraat’ form before, except you, Arjun.

👉watch satsang on sadhna tv 7.30pm dealy.

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angryweaselplaidparty · 1 year

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#भगवदगीता_के_गूढ़_रहस्य

In Kaurav’s assembly, Lord Krishna had already shown the ‘Viraat’ (huge) form & here on the battlefield Kaal showed his Virat form (by entering into Shri Krishna Ji’s body like a ghost). He says nobody has seen this ‘Viraat’ form before, except you, Arjun.

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antariqsh · 3 months

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saw a video of men criticising draupadi and saying that she deserved the vastraharan fir making fun of kauravs.

first of all. it is funny the ‘kattar’ most pious and dedicated hindus do not know that draupadi ridiculing duryodhan was not a part of the original mahabharat and was added by tv producers for drama.

(not that her ‘insulting’ would have justified anything. a lot of people insulted a lot of people, let’s put them all up for gang rape?)

second of all, how dare you speak up against the decision of krishna, if she was truly in the wrong krishn wouldnt have helped her.

third, i think u forget, at the end of mahabharat, the same draupadi washed her hair in Dushasana's blood and bheem tore open Dushasana's chest in the battle and drank his blood. he was ripped apart limb by limb. i hope y’all meet the same fate, and by god, if justice is real, if there truly exists a god, i know you will.

these are the same people who’ll worship/praise ravan like lmfao bffr

i wish i could say i want to shoot all men like these point black. but death should be a luxury to them. i want to them to be torn apart like rag dolls. and i am not exaggerating it. i need them to undergo physical and psychological torture.

#the krishn you claim to worship lmao funny you think you will reach heaven #she was about to be stripped naked and potentially gang raped #religion //#autopsy.#fem #another reason why people justify cheerharan is because they said she was biased towards karn #again not mentioned in the og sciptures #it was said that he along with all other men had failed #and let’s not talk about prejudice lmfao #y’all look down on people from other castes and dare to talk ab discrimination.#mujhe tum sabke khoon ki nadi chahiye #i can only seek comfort knowing that justice wasnt served the same day it took a war for that #i can only hope that all women too are avenged

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aye-masakalii · 3 years

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darr mujhe bhi lagta hai, kadam mere bhi ladkhadaate hain, magar khud ko sambhaal ke aage badna, wohi zindagi hai

#mehndi hai rachne waali #pallavi deshmukh #pallavi rao #kirti rao #harish #mhrw #shivangi khedkar #sayli salunkhe #krishna kaurav #television #mygifs #favorite scenes

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sassylassy123 · 11 months

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The Sun And The Moon

Chapter 8 - Angdesh

"So, what are your hobbies other than archery?" asked Divyanshi. At some point, she was bored with watching reels and Karn wasn't the person to start a conversation.

"I don't know. I can do archery well and..." he thought, "I can ride a horse." he said.

"Yeah, you can ride a horse." she repeated nonchalantly. "How is your mother? Do you go meet her often?"

"You know about my mother?" Karn asked.

"Of course, she is an important part of your side of the story." she said.

"How?" the chariot's speed reduced as Karn gained curiosity.

"She-she gave birth to you, that's how." Divyanshi didn't lie to him, just hid the truth.

"Oh yes!" he recalled and smiled, "You know about me already but I don't know you much. How was your life like in that yug?"

"It was boring. I had to get up early and travel from one place to another then those lectures," she sighed and smiled, "I had good friends, we used to sit in the canteen and plan for trips but we never got to go to those places. Once we planned to visit Goa and we even had the money but my friend, Akhil got sick; well, we had to cancel."

"You like to travel, don't you?" he asked.

"Like? No, I love to travel. I am a sucker for exploring places and hell yeah! The food is to die for!" she rambled, "Have you ever tried 'Delhi ki chaat'? Of course, you haven't! I could kill a person to have those-" she glanced at him, pausing herself from speaking, "I didn't mean that in that way."

"You should observe Dushasan when we talk about food the next time. One time we went to war and just before the battle he ate so much that he slept. We won the war but he had no idea. He slept for three days straight, Gandharaj was afraid that he died." he laughed.

Divyanshi laughed too. She had never seen him laugh like this. He was happy and so was she. She noticed the glow on his face when he smiled, his smile was to die for. Time passed like a lightning streak and they reached Angdesh.

"The palace is so beautiful!" she said in awe.

"It is better on the inside." Karn said, he motioned her to walk with him as helpers took their stuff.

"Oh! I could just stay here for eternity." she said.

"Maybe you should." he muttered.

She heard him and smiled. "That's magnificent!" she looked at the throne.

"I never liked it." he commented.

"Why?" she asked.

"It is a burden for a person. One needs a partner for it." he explained.

"That's deep." she commented.

"What-what are your thoughts on marriage? I mean you will marry someone here because you can't go back to 'your' life." he asked.

"Marriages don't work out easily. It would be tough to find a person whom I can agree with." she wondered more on the topic she never cared to ever think about, "Maybe that's why I don't want to get married. Dating is good but marriage is a big no."

"What if you find that person someday?" he added.

"There is an 'if' in that. I do take risks." she said, "The last time I did, it didn't end well. He beat me, I beat him and that was toxic."

"I am sorry." he apologised, "I hate such people."

Divyanshi didn't say anything, she nodded. The fact he said he hated those people but roamed with Duryodhan made her think if she really liked him or if was it just a summer crush. They spent the day wandering in the markets and telling their childhood stories to each other. The night went well after dinner, they sat under the moonlight in the rose garden.

"We didn't have Petunia Black Velvet because those are flowers of death and highly inauspicious. Roses are good." Karn said sitting on a rock.

"Roses are nice, I like them too." she sat with him. He was red sitting right next to her, he was indeed happy and his face said so. As always, it was glowing. This caught Divyanshi's attention. "When you get happy your face glows." she stated, "I just noticed that."

"Everyone's face glows when they smile." Karn shook off the comment.

"No, I mean that your face literally glows. These kundals actually glow when you are happy." she explained. "I knew that they are with you since your birth but I had no idea that these glow."

Karn's smile dropped, "I never told you about these glowing nor anyone else." Divyanshi knew she messed up, "You know something important, don't you?"

"I know about the kundals because I am from the future, remember?" she tried to hide that she knew about his origin.

"Why are not telling anyone about what you know?" he inquired.

"Because if I tell you or anyone about it, something worse can happen." she tried to reason, she stood up, and went back to the palace.

"What is it? A war? Someone dies, right? Is it some old secret that will be revealed?" Karn followed her in the corridor and grabbed her wrist. He held it gently and brought her to stand in front of him against the wall. The more he spoke the more he brought his face to hers.

"I don't want to ruin anything. If someone is going to change those events it is going to be me so don't interfere with my plan. It's extremely necessary." she stated, her heart was pounding. The distance between their faces was not even an inch.

"Please answer me!" he spoke softly, "I don't want to get hurt hearing the truth from someone else."

Not knowing what to do and not wanting to answer, she unknowingly pecked him. Parting after realising what she had done was absolutely foolish she went to her room hastily while he stood staring into nothingness.

#karn #krishnn #krishna #karna #mahabharat #mahabharata #pandavs #duryodhan #kauravs #hinduism #india #desitumblr #desiblr

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hunterartemis · 2 years

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An Unpopular opinion: In Defence of Yudhisthir

Disclaimer: This particular post will be based on the TV series of Mahabharat (2013). It is because it is the most liked with the current generation (an assumption) and I am reading Mahabharat for the first time from the original text. All this time I only heard it orally or saw it. Will not be commenting on Swarga Arohan Parva, that is another debate. You don’t have to agree with me, this is my own opinion. This post is not meant to hurt anyone’s religious, political, socio-economical faith in any way. Thanks!

When it comes to the fanbase of Pandavs, everyone has fixed fanbases: Arjun leads the pole as the heroic material, Bheem for strength and simplicity, Nakul for looks and Sahdev for khowledge and humility. But the eldest of the Pandavs is always sidelined: Yudhisthir. Actually this sort of “overlooking” reflects a bigger picture: the change of value system of our society in the Kali Yuga, as it was predicted in the Mythical Texts (Purana). To me, Yudhisthir was never truly a “character”, he was so much more than that.

Mahabharat clearly reflects the Four Eternal Ages of Hinduism: Satya (The golden utopian age), Treta (The Age of Ram), Dwapar (the age when Mahabharat Takes place) and Kali (the current and the most corrupt age). Satya was considered the eternal age, where any living beings were bereft of corruptions: the Gods, Demi-gods, Goddess Ganga, Ved Vyas, all these characters are the flagbearers of Satya Yuga. Treta Yuga is when corruption existed only within monstrous beings, humans were good, valient and bereft of any corruptions: this is represented in the Characterization of Bhisma, Lord Parshu Ram, Pandu. The Dwapar Yuga is when corruption intruded within humans and they became equally strong and valiant as the good ones: Krishna, Shakuni, Dronacharya, Draupadi were such characters. The Kali is the one where good ones are unable to control the evil and stay silent while the evil ones florish; good and bad becomes gray, layered while social hierarchy topples: Aswathama, Vidur, Karna are such characters.

Yudhisthir, to me, never fits in his own narrative and this was, I think, by design. Why? I have already spoken, Yudhisthir was more than just a character. To me, he was the first archetype of tragic hero. People address Oedipus, Orestes as the classical Greek Tragic heroes who later set the bar for Shakespeare for him to pen iconic tragic heroes like Macbeth, King Lear (he kind of reminds me of Dhritrasthra) or Hamlet. But to me, Yudhisthir was the prototype of tragic hero and he went totally unnoticed by the audience because the author was not focusing on him alone, he was focusing on the broader picture. Now let’s discuss in plain words: what is the tragic hero? One that is led to the tragic ends by fate or by his own deeds. It would be focused on fate if it is Greek tragedy, and in Shakespeare the character will bring doom on himself with his deeds and choices. What makes Yudhisthir hated so much around is his choice to play on. He could have stopped it, toppled the table, declared the game null and void, but he did not. The end that was brought by his action was both designed by “fate” (because Sahdev foresaw the ‘Adharma’ being manifested before) and his actions.

What are some hallmarks of a tragic hero? He is essentially good, has a very focused one track mind, and an infallible moral system that gets corrupted in the end. Yudhisthir possesses all that: he is essentially good, has a one track dare I say simple mind and an infallible moral system--heck he is all morality. But there is an added element here. I read somewhere in Tumblr , Tragic heroes are essentially those who are in the wrong stories, surrounded by wrong circumstances, wrong people. Yudhisthir is everything and he fits in especially in the last scenario. He did not only had his siblings who were devoted to him, he didn’t only have a pillar-like mother who was strong and infallible--he also had his Kaurav cousins, the venomous Uncle Shakuni and Paternal Uncle, the King who did not like him to ascend the throne. From the moment he walked inside the Royal palace, he already walked in like a lamb into wolf’s den. He is constantly jeopardised throughout his stay there and finally he and his family were burnt in the Laxagruha in Varnavrat. He tried to see the good in people, people who always wanted the worst for him and the Laxagruh incident was a great big reality check--world is not your rosy playground, and you are up for a difficult time.

This was his circumstance. I think, if he and Pitamah Bhishma were born in Satya or Treta Yuga, they would have been happier. They had their worldview set--do what is right. But the definition of right they were following was long outdated. Both Yudhisthir and Pitamah Bhishma were placed not only in wrong time, but also in wrong places. Pitamah Bhishma had all the qualities of a leader: he was courageous, had vision and sense of responsibility. By renouncing the Identity of “Crown Prince Devavrath” to “Bhishma” he commited a great treason to his abilities: not only he became bound to the throne and to any tom dick and harry ascended upon it, but it also made him subservient to the people lesser than him. If he was instructed to “win” Kashi Princesses as a King, I am sure he would have straight up refused it and called for Death Penalty. But since he was “bound” and had to play the henchman of the throne, he had no choice but to do it. When he became Bhishma, he was only thinking about the happiness of King Shantanu, and not his State--which was virtuous from his character, but not from a long term political setting.

At the opposite, Yudhisthir was never the leader material--yes he had strong moral and outstanding patience, but somewhere he missed the leading drive to charge--no doubt Arjun became the Best of Pandavs by Yudhisthir’s blessings, and he was quite self aware that it wasn’t up to him, but to his brother to carry on the leading position from De facto means. Yudhisthir would have had an easier life if Karna was accepted by Kunti. Yudhisthir was quite submissive type. In Indian context, submissive has a greater meaning. Submissive men and personalities tend to be peace loving and they tend to surrender themselves for the greater power to attain that inner peace (something that Arjun learns while he was given the Geeta Gyan). Yudhisthir knew how to submit, he wanted submission to the greater power, but he had no one to submit. He lost his father at the tender age, he could not fully submit to Bhishma or Vidur because of their ties with the King. He was devout to his mother, but complete submission was impossible as the eldest son. Even with his wife Draupadi where submission could have been possible (as he suggested that all his brothers should submit their faithfulness to her), he could not--because the stigma of Draupadi being his younger brother’s wife first always plagued him and thus (in the books) he could never love her.

This makes us wonder, all of Yudhisthir’s life was just a big reluctant episode, where he just dispassionately, impartially discharged his duties. Makes sense, because he was the Godson of Yama, the God of Righteousness, Death and Judgement. While you are at a similar position, you don’t do passion, you just don’t do emotional hearty stuff--you just discharge your duty. And this, despite Yudhisthir’s “godly” character trait became his ultimate tragic flaw. His morality and uprightness thus also became a symbol of something greater than him, which makes him more than just a character. His moral uprightness, which also makes him hated by many becomes the symbol of law and legal judgement. In the Dice game, Yudhisthir could not have imagined what would have happened with him or with his families. The enemies relied on his upright nature and exploited him. This symbolises the failure of a legal system. Both him and Bhishma make themselves bound by morality, and not righteousness.

Yudhisthir’s failure to reply such an unrighteousness represents a very modern problem. When an unprecedentedly heinous crime occurs which the legal system fails to punish within it’s bound, the law itself becomes victim of itself. Yudhisthir, by continuing “the honor of the word” did the same thing, which led him to his tragic end. Law, or the system must prevail to the end--as the Emperor of Aryavrat is the supreme figure of law and Justice, Yudhisthir took it upon himself to see it through. I think there is something very “Dostoevskian” about it, or “eschatological” --to see things to the end. It is a very macabre thing to yearn where you continue to see your misfortunes with a steadfast yet broken heart, until the very end. Again, his blood from the God of Death Yama speaks here. Eschatological concerns itself with the theology that concerns with death, afterlife and Judgement... which are the domains of his father--Yama. He had two choices before him: bringing a code of dishonor to his subjects to carry on for generations, or to disgrace his family for a relatively small time. Although he chose the latter, he ended up bringing sorrow to his subjects which he abhorred to do.

Although the episode of Draupadi’s Cheer Haran was one of the most tragic episodes, and something even Yudhisthir could not imagine in his most horrible nightmares--there is something about it that could be said. Yudhisthir never loved Draupadi in a romantic sense, but he respected her a great deal. As his “ardhangini” he also assumed that Draupadi would be ready to give the same sacrifice as him for Dharma and her subjects. However, as a son of a King with every bit of good conduct present, it was out of his mind that something so horrible could occur with his wife, and by her brother-in-laws. There was an unspoken rule in Aryavrat--you don’t attack your relatives, and thus Kings and Princes married many women to secure borders and dynasties. Yudhisthir was just out of the depths about the sins that would be committed in front of him.

If Yudhisthir and Bhishma is the rigid, failing legal system, Krishna is the Legislative amendment, that breaths life into law and makes it suitable for the new age. I always wondered the strange color dichotomies between Bhishma ad Krishna: Bhishma was always decked in silver, the second best metal after gold, and he was white in his clothes and beard that reminded me of the foams of Lower Ganges in the mountains. Krishna is dark, black and called “Neel Megha Shyama” (dark as the rain filled cloud). I think it was the first literary piece before “Swan Lake” where the “pure white one” dies and “seductive black one” wins. Point to note, Bhishma is celibate, never touched a woman in life and Krishna is famously romantic, well versed in sexual arts and loved by women all across. Bhishma’s celibacy may be granted great by all, but it was ultimately as much as death--because with him the direct bloodline of King Shantanu died. Yudhisthir is born of the God of Death, Yama, and Krishna is the incarnation of Lord Vishnu, the God of Life and Preservation. Death can be rigid, just and equal but Life cannot be so: life is every changing and ever transforming and thus the moral-legal symbol that Yudhisthir represents must change. If the narrative ended with Cheer Haran with Yudhisthir doing something out of the fit of rage or grief, it would have had the classic tragic hero end, but it didn’t because of Krishna. When Life meets Death it explores the nuances of the living with all its sufferings and happinesses rather than accepting the submissive, egalitarian, dispassionate peace. And here, Yudhisthir is forced to “lie”, do things he doesn’t like, suffers the loss of his elder born and elder brother and grows as a person.