"How dare you ignore me thus?" The Lord of heaven snapped, "do you know who I am?"

The young Yogi did not respond. He kept on playing dice with a young maiden, who seemed to be his wife.

"Do you even hear me?" Purandara shouted again, "I am the Lord of this universe! Do you have an idea of what may happen to you for not answering me?"

"Lord of universe? You?"

With a calm smile, the Yogi lifted his gaze slowly to his face, and Purandara froze in his exclamation.

He did realize what he had just done!

***

"Too much arrogance does not deserve to rule, Devendra!" Mahadeva was calm, "You have been repeating the same mistake in every kalpa! You do need a lesson before deserving the throne of Swarga again!"

A single blink, and Indra found himself thrown into a cave, along with four identical Indras who shared his fate.

"Go to Manushya loka, all of you! Live as humans, err as humans, and learn from the same error! Only that can clear this arrogant nature of you!" Umapati's declaration rang into their ears.

***

Sachi fell at Parvati's Feet, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Don't separate me from my Lords, Mata! Let us share the same punishment, in same loka, together!" She pleaded.

A compassionate Parvati exchanged glance with Her Lord. Then, GauriShankara together nodded at Sachi, smiling.

***

"I want a husband, Prabhu!" Said the beautiful maiden, "Please grant me my choicest husband! All I want is a husband, Lord, please give me a husband! O Lord of universe, if you are pleased with my penance, may I be blessed by you with a husband!"

A knowing smile played on Trilochana's lips. "Five times, Putri?"

"You are Antaryami, Prabhu! You know the wish of my heart!"

Mahadeva smiled more.

"Sachi, they will forget everything after being born as humans, including you!" He had said.

"But I will not forget them, Prabhu!" She was confident.

This maiden was Sachi reborn, to fulfil her promise to her Lords!

"Tathastu!" Shankara raised His right palm.

***

A dark-complexioned young lady stepped out of fire, spreading her blue-lotus fragrance in entire Kampilya.

"She will be a blessing to them who are good, but will also be the reason for destruction of the evils!" Sage Upayaja declared.

"Krishnaa! My child!" The king of Panchala exclaimed in joy.

***

The mightiest emperor Jarasandha failed to string the bow, followed by Shalya and Karna. Even the might of a strong mace-fighter Duryodhana failed. The bowstring lay inert, unconquered, as if some determined wish of someone's heart!

Was there something strange in this bow? Or was it the princess herself who made the bow follow her wish? How could an ordinary man win Agnijaa's hand? Five disguised Brahmins wondered. Their eyes fell on princess Krishnaa, together, and lost their ways there.

As if they knew her since eternity!

***

What a strange attraction is this?

Why couldn't Yudhishthira tear his gaze from the princess, even knowing that her hand was just won by his brother? Why couldn't he find adharma in the words his mother had uttered?

It was not just with him. Bhima, Nakula and Sahadeva too stared at princess Krishnaa, unblinking. And most surprisingly, Krishnaa herself was staring at each of them, her red lips curved into a knowing smile.

What they had got into?

***

"This is not adharma, Maharaj Drupada!" Uttered Maharishi Vyasa, "they are the ones your daughter had been praying for, since her past birth! They were born for her. She was born for them!"

King of Panchala was not yet convinced. How was this possible?

Five princes sat visibly quiet but storm blowing in each heart. They knew they could not survive without her anymore. But would the world accept this weird relation?

What would be the fate of this love?

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Note: Absolutely NO BASHING. This part has been written according to the KMG translation of Mahabharata. Those who want to ask anything, please do that politely and I will share the proof with you.

And please let me know if you want me to elaborate this trailer into a detailed story or if possible, a full book.