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Here is the eleventh chapter.
I don't own Mahabharat.
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Ananya POV
"Aaj ka din subh hai, Mama Shakuni. Varna pehela war is gun se aaj hi hota." (It's a lucky day, Mama Shakuni. Or else the gun would have already killed someone.) I answered, before storming away to where my things were. I put on my jacket, pushes one gun in my pant belt and the other in the knee pocket. Picking my bag, I walk away. (A/N Jacket above↟)
I was so angry I wanted to break something; I had started to have these types of mood swings since losing my family. I was walking as fast I could, but I didn't know where I was going. I was unsure of how I will release my anger too.
Back at my dorm, I used to go out, there was a boxing school nearby and my classmate Akhil was the owner actually his father was but whatever. On such occasions he allowed me to go punch few bags.
Back at my house, I had this small room where I used to punch a wall. A bad thing I know but when I was angry my rage knew no bounds.
I contemplated my way, I could go back and ask for direction, but that means meeting Shakuni, I may punch him. Or I could just walk around here, killing my time and try to calm my anger.
From my past experiences the second option didn't happen I could never calm myself.
Well, lets see what happens. I turn around and walk back towards the way I came from.
"Aagayi wapas kya hua dar lag gaya?" (Why are you back? Got scared?) Mama Shakuni taunts me but I ignore walking to my brothers.
Duryodhana opens his mouth to say something but his sister standing beside her shakes her head, and signing him to stop for her. Astonishingly, he listens to his sister.
"ladki hai, aur kya karegi? Abhi bhai ke pichche kaal pati ke piche." (You are a girl, what else can you do? Right now, you are behind your brothers, tomorrow you will be behind your husband.) Dushassan comments again. I try to calm my breathing but its no use. My hands form a fist.
Third POV
"Ab gussa aara hai, mama shree." (Now, she is angry Mama shree) Dushassan laughs.
In an instant, Ananya is standing over the uncle- nephew pair, the rage burning in her eyes. All those around her take a step away. The duo was direct under the wrath, of Ananya, her hand raised as if to slap someone.
Dushassan looks like he has seen a ghost, he was as pale as a sheet. While, Mama shree had his left eyes closed.
But she stops herself. Her eyes close, as her hands for a fist.
The next minute her hands open so does her eyes, the rage is same if not more. She pushes them away and punches the wall behind them.
There was only one way to describe the punch.
Hard.
Very Hard.
Bloody Mighty Hard.
Cause when her hands pulled away the room the other side was almost visible.
"Yeh jan rakhiyega Mama Shree." (Remember this, Mama Shree) She spits the last two words out. "ki main aapke Bhavishya se hun. Jaanti hun kya hoga aur kab hoga. Rah baadalne ka haak hai mere pas. Kahin kuch aisa na ho jaye ki niyati ghabra Gaye......" (That I am from future. I know what happens when. I can change ways. Do hope that something doesn't happen, which can cause Destiny to worry......) she lets it trail off before walking away. The blood flowing from her hands, but it didn't seem that she cared.
"Didi!" the two sister's screams.
Hearing them, she stops and turns around, "Bolo?" (Say.) In a calm tone.
"Aapke haath se khun ja raha hai." (Your hand is bleeding.) Both of them cry in horror.
"Jab puri sharir mein aag ho toh who nikalne ka raasta khoj ti hai, mere haath se Khune ke roop mein woh gussa nikal raha hai. Behene do usse." (When the body is filled with fire, the fire tries to be released from its binding. Its flowing out of my hand in form of blood, let it flow.) Her calm and sisterly tone surprised everybody.
"Idhaar aao, putri. Yeh, khun se bhare haath na rakhna." (Come here, daughter. Don't keep this hand filled with blood) Rani Kunti says.
"Par Rani-" (But, Queen.)
"Main kuch nahi sunungi." (I won't listen to anything.)
"Theek hai." (Ok.) She says dejected. And follows the Queen.
Ananya POV
"aap kyun kar rahin hain ye, rani?" (Why are you doing this, queen?) I ask, Rani Kunti.
"Kyun ki tum meri putri saman ho. Aur Kanha ki behena hone ke karan meri bhatji ho." (because you are like my daughter. Being Krishna's sister, you are my niece too.)
I look at the women in front of me, the pain she had to go through. Her first child being given away, her husband marrying again, the other lady, losing her husband due to a curse, returning to Hastinapur and the threats the Pandeva's went through.
thinking about the threats and sadness she will have to go through; I decide to intervene a little.
"Bahut achche se laga diya aapne yeh, rani. Dhanyavad." (You put it up so nicely, queen. Thank you.) I say as I admire my hand. She seriously has done a wonderful job.
"Panch Putra ho na, toh yeh sab achche se aa jata hai." (When you have five sons, you learn it.) She smiles slightly at me but in her eyes is the anguish visible. She turns away keeping the medicine away.
"Bua" (Aunt) I call. She turns to me in surprise.
"Itni dukhi kyun ho?" (Why are you so sad?) I ask her.
"Dukhi Kahan hun main? Tumhe aisa Kyun lagta hai ki main dukhi hun?" (When am I sad? Why do you think I am sad?) she asks.
"Bua, abhi apni putri bulaya aapne. Putri se baatein nahi chupti." (Aunt, few moments ago you called me your daughter. You can't hide things from your daughter.) I tell her.
"Par aap abhi nahi bad mein bhi baat kar sakti hai. Jab aap baat karna Chahine, main sunne ko tayar hun" (But you can talk later if you don't want to talk, now. Whenever you feel like, we can talk, I am always ready to hear you.)
She kisses my head caressing my hair. "Pakka, Putri. Par abhi kuch kha lo. Tumne kuch nahi khaya kal raat ko bhi." (Sure, daughter. But right now, come on eat something. You haven't had anything last night too.)
"Kya keh rahi ho, bua? Kaal toh mujhe mere bhai Madhav ne apne hathon se Makhana khilaya hai." (What are you talking about, Aunt? Last night my brother Madhav fed me Makhana with his hands.) I tell her. But follow her as she walks towards the dining room.
"Uske baad koi bhuka rahega kya?" (Will anyone be hungry after that?)
"Woh toh hai." (That is true.) Bua Kunti says. "Tum unki puja kar rahi thi. Woh bhagwan hai na?" (You were worshipping him. He is a God, right?)
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How will Ananya answer that?
UGH! Mama Shree!!!! 😒🙄
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