The Pandavas along with Kunti and Anaahat, reached the kingdom of Kampilya with Ved Vyas and his disciples, who went straight to the palace.

The Pandavas roamed in the city along with Anaahat and Kunti, because they would've gotten recognised if they had accompanied Ved Vyas to the palace.

The entire Kingdom was bustling and being decorated. Everyone seemed busy in their work. Suddenly Yudhishthir's eyes fell on a Potter making pots.

"Pranipat." Yudhishthir said catching his attention.

"Pranipat. What can I do for you ?" The Potter asked.

"We are travellers and need a place to stay for the night. Is there any Dharmashala nearby ?" Yudhishthir asked.

"All the Dharmshalas are full by now. You see, Maharaj Drupad is organising a swayamvar for his daughter, so many people from all around the world have come. But you can stay in my humble house as long as you like." The Potter said.

"We cannot stay in your house as long as you don't accept our service. We have vowed not to be indebted." Yudhishthir said.

"If that's the case then you can bring the mud from behind the Shiv temple, and in exchange I shall arrange food and shelter for you." The Potter said.

"Certainly. Allow us first to offer our service. My younger two brothers will bring the mud." Yudhishthir said.

"Of course." The Potter said.

"I will also go along with them Jyesht. It is somvar and I wish to offer prayers to Mahadev." Anaahat said.

"Certainly you may go." Yudhishthir nodded.

On the other in the palace, someone else was also getting ready to go to the shiv temple. She was the daughter that Drupad had obtained from the pure fire of yagya along with a son.

Draupadi was her name, she was also called Yagyaseni and Krishnaa. Blessed with beautiful dark complexion, and curly hair, endued with the fragrance of blue lotuses she was.

The maids surrounded her, getting her ready. With lotus like eyes, Draupadi looked at herself in the mirror.

"Rajkumari, Dwarikadheesh is here to meet you." A maid informed.

"Govind ?" A smile appeared on her lips.

She got up and ran across her room, her anklets jingling as she opened the door by herself to greet the person who was everyone's bestfriend.

"How are you sakhi ?" Krishna asked smiling.

"Doing just fine Govind, come inside." Draupadi said.

Krishna came inside and Draupadi excused all the maids so they can talk alone.

"Tell me Govind, what should I do to make Mahadev give me answers to my questions. I really want to know whether Rajkumar Arjun will come or not." Draupadi said.

"A prayer from a true heart is always answered. Just doing that is enough." Krishna said.

"Why do I feel like you know something Govind ? Please don't hide it from me." Draupadi requested.

"Before coming here I had gone to visit Ved Vyas to offer my respects. We had a small talk, and it felt that maybe he has come here with the Pandavas. Maybe." Krishna said, pretending to be unknown.

"Is this an assurance ?" Draupadi asked.

"I am sure that you will get your answers in the temple of Mahadev." Krishna said.

"But how ?" Draupadi asked.

"If you see a woman tall in height, high head adorned with wavy locks, a beauty so delicate and ethereal that it seems to belong to some other world, then be assured that Arjun will be here." Krishna said.

"Are you talking about Rajkumari Anaahat ? His wife ?" Draupadi asked.

"Maybe." Krishna shrugged his shoulders.

"Why don't you say anything directly Govind ?" Draupadi sighed and Krishna chuckled.

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YAGYASENI IS HERE !!!

*phool barsayeing*

Meme -

When you are incarnation of Mata Laxmi, Ardhangini of Narayan, picked Shiv Dhanush in childhood to pluck fruits, a revered Sati who gave birth to and raised two valorous kids alone and yet some call you 'bechari' -

I mean.... Kaha se !? Mata Sita was a strong woman ! STRONGEST OF ALL TIME ! Like Pseudo-feminists jinhone kabhi apne mansion se bina 4-wheeler ke paer nahi rakha call Mata Sita who lived most of her life in forest among ferocious beasts a 'Bechari' ???

Tum survive karke dikhao ek din bhi jungle mei ! Fir pata chalega kaun bechari 😑😑😑