The world around her stopped
making any sense to shakti “So you guys are immortals or you have been
resurrected or are you ghosts hey wait you are not transparent like casper “
“Stop freaking out ok else I
will javelin throw you to outer space, like how you threw your
chappals.”Draupadi’s hoarse voice spoke
“Relax draupadi you know this is
how these mortals react. Ohk now lets get to work” Sita opened a long
parchment that was long enough to carpet the hall of an Indian 2BHk flat
. “This is a list of your complaints that you have been constantly
registering with the heaven right from the day you puked cerelac on
you’r mother’s sari to this very moment ”
“ So you guys are here to
solve my problems” blurted out shakti
“No shakti we will teach you to
solve your own problems” sita spoke with a caressing look
“Do you know how the Ramayan and
Mahabharat would have sounded had it been written by a woman”Draupadi asked her
with a jeering look.
“I am sure the Bajrang dal and
VHP would have burnt that lady’s idol “
The Heroes would no longer have
remained Heroes don't you think so ? The world was praises for the Hero while
it failed to acknowledge how a woman’s soul was ripped apart by her very own
love. A princess who was the consort of the greatest men of his times was
meted out to such absolute indifference by a society that was inhabited by
noble men and you expect the kaliyug to listen to your whining “
“And you still tell all of this
without even the slightest feeling of remorse and hatred”. Shakti was
baffled
“Remorse ..no I do not regret
loving Ram so madly ,don’t you think it takes a lot of courage to love someone
in spite of the absence of the same level of passion from the other side? As
for hatred do you think I could have survived those years of captivity and
subsequently the years of abandonment by my husband if I had nurtured hatred
and frustration within me. I have lived a dignified life, fell in love, learnt
to control my mind and stay sane during my captivity , loved myself and lived a
complete life, and in the end detached myself from all human bonds".
Shakti turned to draupadi she
was indeed distractingly beautiful …. No wonder why all the five brothers
wanted to have her.
“You indeed were the most
controversial woman in the trethayug were’nt you ??”
She laughed ………. “Oh yes
wasn’t I the overtly audacious woman to have married five men and the root
cause of one of the bloodiest wars the mankind ever witnessed "Well
that’s how history would remember me"
“No no ….. I dint intend to
offend you I am so sorry but I was just curious to know how the assertive and
aggressive Draupadi let people have their will on her ”
“What else could I have done I
was 16 ,a motherless child devoid of fatherly affection living on the hope of
an overprotective brother . Kunti gave her final verdict I either had to
marry all five of them or I’d be sent back to my so called father as a
disgraced woman. Despite my brother’s intense love for me he had to stay tongue
tied in front of the royalty”. “I cried ,wailed, created a ruckus and then
finally settled down to their agreement under a 16 year old’s delusion that
perhaps now I will be cared for and loved by not one but 5 men thereby filling
up the void that absence of affection had created in my childhood”
“The rest is the bird’s
song that sings on how all the men she trusted and vouched for gambled her soul
. You must derive lessons from my life shakti and try to understand how a man’s
mind works.
For men, the softer
emotions are always intertwined with power and pride ,they may love you with
utmost honesty but there are other things they love more like notions on
loyalty,honour and reputation . Yes my husbands did avenge my insult but it was
cleverly timed with circumstances that would fetch them fame and heroism”
“Then why did you decide
to go on a vanvaas with the pandavas despite their folly and was the void for
love ever filled?”
“Vengenance shakti
it was vengenance that aggravated my determination to venture out for
that vanvaas I wanted to keep reminding them of how they let me down and it was
this very same vengeance that led me to hate myself in the end when I realized
that thousands of women were widowed and a million children were left
fatherless in the process of extinguishing the raging fire inside me. It was
vengeance that distanced me from my karma of being a mother, leaving my
children to be cared for by subhadra.Don’t you think that was so selfish of me
??”
“As for love I
was so stupid to have gone searching for it my entire life while it was right
there in front of me all long” there was a surreal smile on her face
“Who was it draupadi
?”


Wait... Who was it Hinduja??
ReplyDeleteHaan haan kaun hai ?? :-P
ReplyDeletehold your anxiety girlsss my 3rd post is not ready yet will get back shortly
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ReplyDeleteevery time...story ends with a catch... :)
ReplyDeleteI know him. ;)
ReplyDeleteIndeed a story full of lessons. I have had my share of lessons. But I am no Draupadi. :)