~Heavens, Lord Indra's abode~

The Indraputra's curious red-coppery eyes scanned the interior of his lavish and excellently built chamber, as he slowly strode inside it with his hands on his back. He inhaled a deep breath, a smile spread on his soft lips, as he gazed across the carved golden structures that only increased the brilliance of his resting abode. Scents of fragrant divine flowers were greeting his nostrils, as he closed his eyes to inhale them.

Heaven is heavenly indeed. 

One has to witness it, in order to actually recognize the beauty of it. And he is considering himself fortunate enough, that he could do so with his soul and body together.

His gaze fell down, his eyes glued on the soft clouds that played near his feet as it was almost invisible due to the mist. Arjun didn't knew for how long he stood there still, his mind wavering with various thoughts and memories.

He secretly wished He would come and meet him, though at this hour of time He might be resting, and he is expected to rest as well. After all, his rigorous training would begin within a span of few hours, and he must pour out all his heart and soul in it.

Arjun was not at peace currently, since an uncanny feeling was occupying his heart and soul as he reminisced the moment he entered Amravati.

True, he had witnessed Him  before, during the Khandavadahan and previously as well.

But his heart fluttered like a child this time,as soon as he stepped in and appeared in front of Him, face to face.

Not that he never witnessed the love for him in his eyes before, but this time it felt different, different much to make his lacrimal glands function immediately. 

Only Almighty knew how long he was wishing to have a glimpse of Him!

Then mighty-armed Sakra, descended down from his lavish throne, to greet him warmly.

Arjun controlling his emotions, bent down to receive his blessings, when his spiritual father affectionately lifted and engulfed him in his embrace, the one he was longing for!

He led Phalgun beside him and made him sit beside him, in his throne out of his love for him.

Everyone present there were busy singing their praises, and were doing their best for their entertainment.

But his heart was longing for something more, but what exactly was it, he couldn't figure out that  moment....

He wished he could understand what he wanted, but before that he was escorted to his chamber by brilliantly dressed individuals.

Arjun's new chamber was filled with all the necessities he required, there was no shortage of it.

But what he was craving for now, only his spiritual father could fulfil. 

Would He come?

Just for once?

Privately?

Just for him?

"Putra? " a soft yet deep voice, filled with all the emotion and love greeted Arjun's ears like honey drops.

He tried to control his excitement, the uncanny vulnerability he was feeling as soon his soul felt his he was right behind him.

Yes He was here!

The King of Heavens was here! 

The King of Heavens came at an odd hour, leaving all his duties aside for a moment!

For him!

His Father came to him, just for him!

Just for him......

His presence did wonders to his longing heart, making him experience euphoria!

"What happened, dear Arjun? Is everything well?" Devendra placed an affectionate hand on Arjun's shoulder, which broke his chain of thoughts, startling him.

Dear Arjun?

Dear Arjun!

Oh God, how long he wished to hear that from him! 

Not when he was praised for his feats, not when he was rewarded for his excellent deeds by Him, but when he came to him as his son!

"Pitashree!" Arjun's lips curved into a small smile, as it left the word.

He himself  had lost the count of the years he had not uttered that word.

He remembered very well, his own fourteen year self, when he witnessed Pandu's pyre being burnt. 

He felt his throat choking, his tears requesting him to let them fall, but alas his strength to control his feeling was so much, that they never received the opportunity to travel down his cheek.

He had felt his elder brother Yudhishthir's arms around him, as the sixteen year old self pulled him a bit closer towards him protectively, and one gaze at the weeping twins made his heart vow never to shed tears in front of them.

So that they do not be mentally weakened seeing their elders cry.

And from that day onwards, although he uttered the word "Pita" or "Pitashree", there was no one to respond lovingly to it.

Today, uttering the word and watching Devendra react the exact same way as his father Pandu did, performed miracles in his heart.

"Pitashree, you are here , Pitashree?" Arjun purposely repeated the word "Pitashree", twice.

He wanted himself to utter that word not once, twice but a thousand times now and watch his Father's lips curve into an affectionate smile every now and then.

"Of course I am, Putra!" Indra smiled, releasing a deep sigh as his eyes met Arjun's coppery-red ones, "Can't I come to visit you, Arjun?"

"I didn't say so, Pitashree.", Arjun let out a light chuckle, joined by Indra.

"Well Arjun, I couldn't say before, that-", the Lord of Heavens inhaled a deep breath, admiring his son's handsome form.

"You have grown up so much!" Indra chuckled, as he blinked, caressing a hand on his temple making Arjun shudder with the warmth and his bosom swell with joy.

Grown up so much?

Oh yeah, the one who was dreaming again to become a child for a while and continue saying the word "Pitashree" until he was tired, has grown up?

Arjun mentally giggled upon hearing the typical dialogue of his close ones, whenever he came across them in his young age.

"Being a typical father, am I?" Indra bared his teeth, as he chuckled patting Arjun's cheek.

Only the Indraputra wished he could say he was dying to hear it from Him!

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