Mother, isn't not only a word or name of relationship. She is the nourishment against nuisance, inspiring each steps of her children. There's no such objections to this fact, but sometimes a mother hesitates to claim her importance considering that to be an action of self praising. In this case mother has no fault as the phenomenon painted by situation is too obvious.

It was the first day of Abhimanyu's training. He sought blessing from Subhadra, and she adviced him about success of student life giving examples of Kanha and Arjun. She narrated few pieces of both of their student lives even, but Abhimanyu wasn't seeming satisfied.

"Why are you seeming dissatisfied, Abhi?" Subhadra asked after noticing Abhimanyu's facial expressions.

"Because you didn't narrate anything about your student life, Maa!" Abhimanyu replied with the same expression.

"Why are you interested to know about that, Abhi?" She wasn't prepared to narrate what her son asked for.

"Shouldn't I know, Maa? Father and mother should have equal contribution in each phrase of their children's lives. Without your contribution this important day of my life will be deprived of the full fledged care which it deserve," He insisted her with his righteous words.

"Don't hesitate, Maa. Confessing your talents to me won't be considered as self praising in this case," His words astonished her as he caught her hesitation.

"How did you recognize my hesitation?" The mild smile on her face was indicating about her happiness over her son's understanding.

"I am your son, Maa. Like you can know my heart I also can do the same. After all I am your ansh," He reciprocated her smile in a wider shape.

Subhadra started to narrate about her student life. Reminiscence of those days took her to another world. Curiosity to know new things, being adventurous to discover the undiscovered, team work with discipline, all totally student life was an enjoyable phrase for her unlike anyone.

"Maa, for goal till which extend we should go?" He asked after listening her.

"For accomplishing goal utilize each asset which is coming under the grip of your ability, but never leave behind your goodness for your goal," The evilness of Duryodhan flashed in her mind despite her unwillingness of remembering about him and his family.

"How much serious we should be for goal?" He asked another question.

"Be serious for your goal siding everything away of your surrounding, but never allow that seriousness to the sovereign of your life," Her mind shifted to sons of Draupadi who had wore the seriousness of goal over their life style.

"I will hold these two precious statements of yours always high in my heart, I promise," Assuring her he hugged her once more before leaving for practice.

Hastinapur which was a strong kingdom, tough to be conquered for anyone even in dreams had shaken by the infamous dice game. Politics was sick in Hastinapur, but after dice game the base of politics got severe cracks over it which was quite visible to outside.

Shakuni, who was the mastermind of dice game was still worried about Pandav brothers, not as a well wisher of course. Shakuni had appointed spies to keep watch over Pandav brothers in forest. Along with that he used to send spies to Dwarka in excuse of trade and tourism to collect news about sons of Pandav princes.

"Who are they, Mamashri?" Duryodhan asked as he saw some people exiting Shakuni's chamber when he was coming.

"The spies who came from Dwarka recently," Shakuni replied in not a so pleased voice.

"Have you lost your mind, Mamashri? Don't play with fire. If Balram dau comes to know about this then it will bring nothing good for us," Duryodhan shouted as soon as he got his answer.

"Calm down, my child. I know about the consequences of being caught. I am careful enough in this case," Shakuni's assurance worked over Duryodhan as usual.

"Why are you so interested to know about the on goings of Dwarka?" Duryodhan threw a focused glare towards Shakuni.

"Because the sons of your enemies are residing there. We should know each tit bit of their training," Shakuni's reply made Duryodhan thoughtful successfully.

"Your purpose is meaningful, but Balram dau is my teacher. I can't afford to ruin my imagine in front him. My image should be more praise worthy for dau in comparison to that Bheem," Duryodhan couldn't take anyone's praising against him, especially Bheem's who was a competitor to Duryodhan in mace fighting.

"Nothing is gonna hamper your image from my side. Don't worry, my child!" Shakuni's words received by a wicked smile of Duryodhan.

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