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The nineteenth chapter.

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Third POV

That same evening the princes were sitting in the large room, they had been given, after having the dinner. The room had mattress on the floors, spread out all over. They were sitting down there, but minds on what they had observed.

"They are quite secretive." Arjun noted. Awasthi Ji had gone to his home, so the boys had closed the gate and were conversing now openly.

"How did they manage to be gone with a breeze of air?" Ashwatthama asks.

"There was no wind also." Duryodhana says.

"Exactly." Ashwatthama agreed, he was so shocked. He had no words.

"Where could have they gone?" Dushassan frowns.

"Where do they live?" Nakul asks

"How do they eat?" Sehdev questions.

"The biggest question is who are they?" Bheema asks.

"We don't even know if they are both boys or not." Duryodhana says.

"You don't think both of them are boys?" Nakul asks surprised.

"Just a gut feeling." Duryodhana shrugs.

"But can a girl fight like that?" Arjun questioned.

"I do hope you know that Dushala is well versed in the skill of sword fighting." Duryodhana raises an eyebrow at Arjun. "Plus, Raj- Kumari Ananya is also there. She also fought yesterday."

"Point." Arjun agrees.

"Jyeshta, you didn't say anything." Sehdev says.

"I am not sure... the feeling when Insaaf hai Tara's eyes land on us was strange. There was just something.... Something." Yudhishthira sighed.
"Plus, the way they treated the guy. Taught things to the kids, while ensuring that they didn't take it in a wrong way. Quite thoughtful. They simply captured neither punished him nor let him go easily. " Yudhishthira continued.

"What you went deep thinking." Duryodhana whistled.

"You said you didn't know how to whistle." Dushassan looked surprised.

"Seriously?" Duryodhana asked.

"Sorry" Dushassan blushed. All of them chuckled, at his state.

"We should sleep, it's getting late." Yudhishthira says. All of them grumble, not wanting the night to end, they had a fairly nice time. Even though the cooking had turned in to a disaster when Duryodhana and Bheema had asked for help from the others.

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"What are you cooking, Bhrata?" Nakul asks Bheema.

"You mean to ask what we are cooking?" Bheema asks, eyebrows furring.

"What do you mean by we?" Arjun asks appalled.

"Just what the word means." Duryodhana pitches in. "You all are going to help us in cooking."

"But what are we cooking?" Ashwatthama asks.

"There aren't many facilities, lets' just have Roti, Aloo ki Sabzi and Soji Halwa." Bheema thinks it out. "Me and Duryodhana are going to prepare the Soji halwa. Jyeshta and Arjun can prepare the Roti, Dushassan and Ashwatthama can chop the potatoes while you both are cutting onions."

Soji ka halwa.

Aloo ki Subzi and Roti. 

"Ok!" Is heard in the room as the people start their given work.

After half an hour the kitchen was practically in dust. The corner where Roti was being prepared was all in flour. Nakul and Sehdev cried as they chopped the onions. While looking at the style of Dushassan and Ashwatthama cutting the potatoes, you would feel like they had waged a war on potatoes.
The best state was of Duryodhana and Bheema, who knew their way around in a kitchen, but now looking at the state their brothers had made. They weren't sure how their brothers were so clueless? They had made such a mess and were still not able to do the job correctly.

Some how the two brothers managed to correct their brothers mistake as far as they could. It wasn't a very easy job, considering the mess, the rest six had made. But at last, all was done and the brothers had their meal.

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Bishma POV

I was sitting in my room, at my table, reading the scrolls related to the problems and happenings of Hastinapur and our other cities. Things were going on perfectly fine all over.

It has been half a Praha since I had my lunch and now, I was having a nagging feeling of where were these two kids?
Where did they needed to go?
What work was taking them so much time?
What were they up to?

"You worry to much Papa." I heard Karn's voice, I looked up from the scroll I was burning a hole in.
There were both of them sitting on the window of my room that happens to be on the second floor of Palace.

"How?" I ask.

"Climbed it up here." Ananya shrugged, as if it was the most normal thing.

And I don't even know what to say. It's just it. Just there.

"What are you reading, papa?" Karn asked as he snitched some grapes from Ananya's hands. Who simply rolled her eyes.

"Problems of different cities." I answer.

"Really, so boring." He pouts as he walks to me.

Before I could intervene, Ananya whacked him on the head, "You are going to do the same thing, in few days."

"There are few days, na?" he signs it away.

"First thing, it just a week and second thing he is much older than you respect him." She scolds him further.

I am surprised. They are so molded together. One moment she is immature, second moment he would be the one joking, and the third both of them are such playful acting ones. But all the while, both of them know how to stand up with the other, help the other stand straight after the laugh.

"He doesn't have any problem with it." Karn moues. "Do you Papa?"

"Uh- where were you both all this while? " I try to change the subject.

"Around." Karn answers, scratching the back of his neck.

"We were in the city, Maha Mahim." Ananya answers.

"Call me, Uncle." I tell her.

She is close to Karn, might as well get to know her. I don't now what to expect after what Karn said yesterday.

"As you wish, uncle." She smiles.

Knowing, that they won't share where they were I say, "You two seem close."

"We are." She nods. "I will say uncle, not the most ideal situation you may think but-"

I cut her off, "Idealistic situation is different for different people. My idealistic situation may or may not be his and vice versa."

"Krishna says, 'Intelligence of person can been understood with his first opinion on your condition.'." she quotes, looking at me thoughtfully.

"You believe him?" I ask.

"He is quite intelligent." She shrugs.

"But you are older." I question, wanting to know what she will say.

"Pardon me for my frankness, but you are older than Karn, yet he is better at fighting than you." She smirks. 

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Oo, the boys are kinda helpless.

What do you think Maha Mahim says now?

Or will Karn go angry of Ananya dis- respecting his father?

Do Vote and comment.

Thanks for reading!

(1260 words.)

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