In the royal grounds of Gajasahrya, the laughter of the Kauravas and Pandavas echoed through the lush greenery. The scene was filled with the carefree joy of youth, as the teenagers played alongside the flowing river. Despite the shared space, there was a noticeable distance between the two groups. The Kauravas and Pandavas seemed to be in their own worlds, with very little interaction between the two groups.

The Kauravas, with their proud demeanor, kept to themselves, their expressions guarded. In contrast, the Pandavas exuded warmth and camaraderie, their smiles inviting and inclusive. As the teenagers engaged in various games and activities, a subtle tension lingered between the Kauravas and Pandavas.

Arjun and Sahadev were engaged in animated conversation, their laughter echoing harmoniously. Unexpectedly, the mischievous Bheem, crept up stealthily behind his friends. With a mischievous grin, he swiftly pushed Arjun and Sahadev into the cool waters of the river, eliciting surprised yelps and splashes.

"BHRATA BHEEM !"

The sudden splash startled Yudhishthir and Nakul, who burst into laughter at the sight before them. As Arjuna and Sahadev emerged from the river, drenched but chuckling, their initial yells of surprise turned into hearty laughter.

Arjun, dripping wet but still smiling, retaliated by splashing water on Bheem, who erupted into contagious laughter. Bheem, quick to react, dodged the playful attack and ran off, his laughter trailing behind him.

The Kauravas, with their arms crossed and stern expressions, observed the Pandavas' playful interactions with disapproving eyes. They appeared aloof and distant, their faces etched with judgmental glares as they silently criticized the jovial behavior of their rivals.

However, their judgment was soon disrupted as Bheem suddenly grabbed hold of the Kauravas and tossed them unceremoniously into the river with a mischievous grin on his face.

Despite Bheem's lighthearted actions, the Kauravas were consumed by their deep-seated hatred towards the Pandavas. Their faces twisted with anger and resentment as they found themselves soaked in the river, unable to mask their hostility towards their rivals.

Amidst the laughter of Pandavas, Bheem caught sight of Yuyutsu, the son of Dhritrashtra and a maid, standing aside, suppressing his amusement.

"Akele kyu khade ho Yuyutsu ?" With a determined grin, Bheem dashed towards Yuyutsu, who looked startled and tried to step back.

"Nahi Bhrata ! Nahi !" Yuyutsu's eyes widen as he tries to back away, sensing trouble approaching.

But Bheem swiftly lifted him up, while Yuyutsu's protests fell on deaf ears.
With a lighthearted gesture, Bheem flung Yuyutsu into the river, as the latter screamed. Gasping for breath upon resurfacing, Yuyutsu unexpectedly burst into laughter, embracing the playful spirit of the moment.

Durmukh, his face contorted with rage and humiliation, attempts to lunge towards Bheem to seek retribution for the playful yet scornful act of being thrown into the river. However, Bheem swiftly seized Durmukh by the ear as he approached, submerging his head underwater.

Durmukh struggled and gasped for air, his desperation evident as he fought against the overwhelming force of Bheem. Just when it seemed Durmukh was on the brink of drowning, Bheem released his grip, allowing him to resurface and gasp for precious breath.

Durmukh thrashed and gasped for air, his face turning crimson with a mixture of embarrassment and struggle. Amidst the chaos, Yuyutsu, Arjun, and Sahadev burst into laughter, their amusement echoing across the royal grounds. Yudhishthir and Nakul, sharing in the mirth, couldn't help but chuckle.

In the midst of laughter and playful splashes, Duryodhan watched in seething anger as Bheem playfully dominated the scene, his laughter echoing across the royal grounds. The hatred and envy within him swirled like a dark storm.

The laughter of the Pandavas only served to deepen his resolve, as his mind raced with thoughts of ways to bring down his rival, to restore his wounded pride and assert his dominance once more. Duryodhan's heart was consumed by a toxic mix of anger and jealousy, his gaze fixed on Bheem with a chilling intensity.

His face twisted with seething anger as he climbed out of the water, his wet clothes clinging to his enraged form. His eyes blazed with resentment towards the Pandavas, especially Bheem, whose strength seemed to stoke the fire of his fury.

"Jyesht !" Dushashan, sensing his brother's wrath, hurried to catch up with him, "Kaha jaa rahe hai aap ?"

Duryodhan curtly responded, "Patra likhne."

The air around Duryodhan seemed to vibrate with his suppressed fury, his fists clenched in silent rage as he marched away, leaving behind a trail of tension and unresolved conflict.

"Kisko ?" Dushashan asked confused.

Duryodhan's voice dripped with venom as he declared, "Mamashree ko."

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