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OSR SAMYUKTA Part 7 - Dharam and Siya - first glances

Palace of Niphaud – Siya's bedroom

"Prince Dharmavardhan is indeed very handsome…everything a girl could possibly dream of…but he... he... "

Daksha springs up, interrupting Nanda's conversation "Nanda… did you see how he had serving after serving of the sweet?" As the ecstatic Daksha exaggerates how positive the experience had been, an elated Siya grasps their hands, eagerly twirling them around the room. Nanda is forcefully pulled around, feeling unable to make her friend face reality. Daksha pants as she tries keeping up with Siya "Oh! Siya... I told the prince that you had prepared the feast personally for him…" she winks "maybe that's why they enjoyed it…"

Siya stops in her tracks and chides her friend "What? Did you say that? You have made me look too eager to please now" Noticing Nanda's sad expressions, Siya stands in front of her with questioning glances, as she playfully braids her hair.

Nanda looks at Siya and speaks softly "Siya… they were fasting today… so they didn't…"

Siya throws her braid back annoyed "Fasting? Why is everyone fasting today…Daksha… have you been lying to me all this while?"

Daksha glares at Nanda "Don't defame me Nanda - they did eat...a little...at least...at first..."

Siya stares at Daksha and Nanda angrily waiting for a clarification.

Finally Nanda replies hesitantly "They ate a little…but Siya….I…I don't think they enjoyed the food… in other words he called your food inedible…."

Siya's eyes widen in horror. Hurt by the comments, Siya chokes "What! Inedible… in spite of knowing that I made it?" she pauses "Oh! So they eat first… they don't like the food …then they lie that they have to fast..." She buries her face in her hands "Oh...this is such horrible insult..."

Nanda places her hand around Siya's shoulders reassuringly. "Siya don't blame yourself… it's the prince's fault…" reflecting on the incident, she continues angrily "He even hoped you didn't torture anyone else with the food… and the other prince laughed at you…"

Siya gasps and covers her mouth in shock "He insults my food…mocks me… doesn't show the slightest interest in how I would feel…and has the audacity to ask for my hand…and this other prince, who laughed at me… what is his name…"

Daksha jumps to the defence of her hero "Oh! Siya…why do you fret….I think they were probably tired with all the travel…" she tries distracting the conversation "why not pay them a quick visit to find out what they are currently doing… talk to them and find out if they probably have a message for Siya…" Nanda rolls her eyes in response.

Siya walks to the mirror and looks at herself with subtle pride "Hmmm…actually…I would like to send him a message...I would like to see how he speaks, how he looks...I would like to come and watch what his reply to my message is... secretly, just in case mother finds out...but...I don't want to miss the fun this time. Let me see for myself what they have to say"

She turns around to her friends for approval. Daksha smiles joyfully in contrast to Nanda's hesitant apprehensions. Siya then signals towards the door with her eyes, and her friends leave the room obediently to execute their next plan for the night.

Streets of Niphaud – The dyer's house

Beautiful lamps hanging outside dainty houses flicker in rhythm to the gentle night breeze; as groups of men and women assemble on street corners to catch up on some post-dinner gossip. The unfolding sights only confirm Niphaud's reputation for its tranquil life and outstanding natural beauty. Veer and Dharam are comfortably seated on a cool verandah of a modest house as they gorge on the delectable snacks that have been offered to them. Never having fasted previously; it is only when they start eating do they realize the extent of their hunger. Dharam runs his fingers through his hair and speaks chirpily "I don't know why … but I like this place a lot….I am enjoying myself thoroughly here…"

Veer smirks "Enjoying yourself? Even the horrible dinner earlier today?" he looks around and adds "However, I must say the greenery here is beautiful"

Dharam smiles "Yes… beautiful greenery… I think it was very kind of the queen to offer to show us around the palace gardens tomorrow..."

Veer replies "Talking of which, where is Bhalla? I do hope Bhalla has been able to find out the address for the blacksmiths. We don't have much time…we would need…"

Dharam suddenly tugs Veer to show him a pretty sight. A small boy in white dhoti and a colourful top tries with all his might to carry his obstinate wailing younger sister. He first pleads with her and then uses all his force, but due to his tiny build fails to move her. They enjoy the situation that briefly brings back memories of their delightful past encounter with Sonu. When the girl realizes that she is being watched by the two spectators, she gets up by herself feeling abashed, and follows her brother silently.

Finally an old man comes out of the small door with piles of colourful cotton attires dyed in a host of patterns. He scampers inside and outside the house as he continues talking about his business "Our family has been doing this business for generations. However, my son doesn't have the skill for this and my daughter-in-law is carrying… and I don't have much help...times are tough..." he pauses "Oh! By the way…are you both new here?"

Veer quickly stuffs his mouth with the last bite "Yes...we are tourists from Aryanagar… We were just looking to purchase a few souvenirs from Niphaud…possibly tunics… turbans… with characteristic Niphaud dyes"Thinking of Veer as an interested customer, the old man enthusiastically explains the specialties of various designs and patterns, thoroughly overwhelming Veer with information. Unsure of what to purchase, the brothers generously pick a number of tunics and headwear and pay for the purchases.

After they kindly thank the man for his service, Dharam and Veer stroll back into the street to see a sleepy Bhalla seated on a stone platform, a considerable distance away. They laugh aloud when they notice Bhalla tightly holding on to three scrolls and forcefully retaining his eyes open to keep from dozing off. Dharam smiles "Looks like he has found the addresses… poor thing… he must have been waiting for quite a while…"

As they walk up to Bhalla, Veer looks at the bundle of dresses in his hand and speaks softly "the simpler the man… the humbler… this old man had no ego to admit the truth…no shame to admit times were tough… people like us try hiding such things from everyone"

Dharam "That is true Veer… such people are indeed humble and nice… however having pride or ego is not entirely wrong… when you need to defend your nation…your home… your pride and ego makes you a stronger warrior" Veer smiles at Dharam.

Palace of Niphaud - Outside the guest rooms

Siya hides patiently in the corridor with folded hands, listening to endless banters between her aggrieved friends and the stubborn personal bodyguards of the princes standing outside their rooms. Over the course of the time, the intensity of their dispute gradually increases providing thorough amusement to Siya. Nanda sighs in disbelief, as Daksha desperately tries using her wit and charm on the men in hope of making them change their decision.

One guard replies stone faced "Not even for a few moments… I am sorry…I can't allow anyone in….the princes have asked not be disturbed… they are resting…. "

Nanda bursts out, arguing profusely "I cannot believe this… we have tried explaining to you that we have brought a personal message from the princess of Niphaud herself…"

Daksha quickly holds back her friend in fear of a commotion being raised.

The other guard pleads with them "All this while we have been trying to reason with you…we are personal bodyguards…. we are only following our orders…we can find out if they have a message for the princess tomorrow…we can deliver yours to them too!"

Daksha retaliates "but… but…how will it be personal if you deliver it?" Finding the entire scenario both novel and entertaining, Siya closes her mouth to muffle her giggles.

Exhausted by their squabbles, he replies "I've told you… they're touring the palace gardens tomorrow morning with the queen of Niphaud. You could meet them then…"

Nanda "You stay as guests at this palace and you have the impudence to disregard the requests of the princess here. Fine! We will stand here….wait at this door till tomorrow morning…"

Worried by Nanda's vehement oath, Daksha drags Nanda away, leaving the guards with a final message "We will leave now…but pray…do request the resting royal highnesses of Aryanagar to grant us an audience tomorrow"

Palace of Niphaud – royal gardens

Veer moves the light branches of the overhanging trees as he prances behind his brother. The queen patiently explains the different features of the massive gardens, as Bhalla stares in wonder at the unfamiliar species of foliages. They watch in amazement as their paths lead them through mazes of shrubbery, rockery, floral arches and lawns dotted with exotic fountains. The only audible sounds are those of chirping birds descending to drink water from gentle streams and gardeners pruning the trees. Evident through the journey, is the extent of careful planning invested into the inspiring landscape surrounding the palace.

As they approach the palace, Dharam remains lost in the stunning scenery drifting in and out of a subconscious state of bliss. He ignores the tiny ruffle behind him, dismissing it as a play of nature. A second round of similar noises alerts him and he walks back to investigate. He scours through the branches of the thick hedge when he suddenly spots a purple dazzle a short distance away. He walks for a few yards, closely examining the hedge and then almost shouts in alarm when he suddenly comes across a petite girl tightly huddled amidst the twigs. Covering her face with both her delicate hands and adorned in the finest jewellery, the stones embedded in her deep purple skirt dazzle in the sun's rays.

He looks around briefly and finding no one around him, he hesitates to start a conversation. As she slowly curls her fingers, his gaze falls upon the most engaging pair of eyes that he had ever come across. On seeing the handsome prince standing above her, her eyes widen in horror. The mystery slowly unravels, as she lowers her hands from her face and he stands there for an era, hypnotized by her perfect fair features and angelic aura. She turns to her left and right searching for her friends and on finding no one there, she starts panicking.

Eventually, tired of waiting for a reaction from him, she starts brushing off the dried leaves tangled in her hair while trying to hush the jingle of her jewellery all the while. She whispers to him, requesting him to help her. Dharam snaps out of his trance and slowly offers his hand for support. While doing so, they don't notice the scroll from his waistband falling into her lap. She looks at his hand, pauses and then meekly refuses out of hesitation. Not knowing in which other form to aid her, he hesitantly starts removing the leaves from her hair.

She becomes astonished "what are you doing"

Frightened by her question, he places the leaves back on her hair. She stares at his actions bewildered and then requests him to hide her. As Dharam continues to stutter and stammer, she hears the familiar voice of her mother and slaps her forehead in defeat.

The queen, Veer and Bhalla assemble behind Dharam, curious to know what was keeping him. Siya trips on the ends of her dupatta and heavy skirt over and over again, before she finally manages to come out of the hedge. Irritated by the tangled threads around her anklets, Siya bends down to remove them. She then notices a scroll lying next to her on the ground and becomes alarmed, taking it to be a secret message from the prince for her.

She quickly hides the scroll in her dupatta and stands up to explain her situation to her furious mother "Daksha… Nanda…we were playing hide and seek…they left…"

Not expecting to find Siya in this predicament, the queen becomes embarrassed while Veer smiles at the entertaining spectacle.

Abashed, the queen makes a quick round of introductions, following which she sternly indicates her daughter to leave. Dharam stands smitten and speechless as he watches her dash away leaving behind only the fading echo of her anklets.

Palace of Niphaud - corridors

Siya storms into the palace angrily, while Daksha and Nanda join her timidly in the halls. Annoyed by being followed, she turns to them fiercely and glares at them "Don't follow me now...all my plans of spying on the prince were ruined...and you both deserted me...I had to face mother's wrath in front of the guests...how humiliating..."

They look at each other sadly and remain silent for a while, sympathizing with her situation. Daksha slowly starts apologizing, followed by Nanda and the girls pour out extravagant phrases and eloquent heartfelt regretful words to appease their princess.

Siya smiles to herself and naughtily removes the scroll from the folds of her garment waving it in front of her friends. They stare at the scroll inquisitively, contemplating that it was from Rajkumar Dharmavardhan for Siya. They implore her earnestly to narrate all the details of their meeting, and how he gave her the message; but she declines all their pleas teasingly.

After umpteen requests, she grins and walks to a quiet corner; hidden from the bustling halls. She takes her own sweet revenge on them, unfolding the scroll inch by inch as Nanda and Daksha look at each other anxiously. As she reads through the contents of the scroll, Siya becomes increasingly perplexed. Unable to contain their curiosity, her friends peep over to read the message. They find a detailed map of the narrow streets of Niphaud bazaar below which a message reads "Blacksmiths - Meet after noon, quietly"

She becomes nervous and shuts the scroll "secret… meeting? Blacksmiths? I am very frightened… I can't go all alone…why blacksmiths…Oh Lord… Rajkumar Dharam…seems to be very strange…"

Bhalla, who by chance struts past the palace halls to proceed to his room at that moment, comes to a sudden halt when he hears his friend's name being taken. He turns to the corner for the source of the voices, only to find the unwelcome expressions of three girls. Bhalla recognizes them from the funny dinner experience the previous night. Not willing to enter into any sort of argument, he decides to walk away but finds his path blocked by Daksha and Nanda.

The four of them stare at each other for a while. Nanda then puts her hands on her hips "We would like to know something…" looking at Siya, she continues "why has Rajkumar Dharam asked to meet our princess alone?"

Bhalla scratches his head in confusion "Has he? I….I… don't know… why?"

Daksha slowly circles around Bhalla, as she speaks "He has personally given her a message asking her to meet him this noon" Listening to their dialogues, Siya starts blushing subconsciously.

Baffled, by the girl's questions; Bhalla stammers "This noon? I…I thought it was a special plan!"

Nanda acts surprised "Special plans…oh! We were not even allowed to meet him last night but now he has made special plans for her…what is so special about this blacksmiths anyway…?"

Forgetting his situation, Bhalla replies proudly "Well I found out that it was the best blacksmiths in town…very unique…" He shuts his mouth as he suddenly realizes his folly.

He then turns to Siya in complete shock "What… he told you too… about the blacksmiths...." he then becomes jittery "I am sorry… I can't…it's a secret" Desperate to get away from them, he pushes Daksha and Nanda away and paces away hurriedly, while they jeer at him.

Aryanagar – In an exlusive bar room

Not minding the uncouth crowd brawling over petty disagreements at the far end of the exclusive and busy bar room, Agni enjoys every sip of his drink with his eyes closed within their private enclosure. Surrounded by personal maids tending to his every whim and fancy, he enjoys the company of his friends, who are seated comfortably on large arm chairs.

One of them speaks, as he cleans his sword "So Dharam and Veer are at Niphaud now… do you think they will go to Gadhwar from there?"

Agni replies "Yes"

The friend questions "Do they take us for fools?"

Agni frowns "Probably"

The friend persists "What are your plans?"

Agni opens his eyes in an irritated fashion and shouts "Harsh! You have not allowed me to enjoy even one sip of my drink so far.... be quiet…They think they have everything planned…little do they know we are always a step ahead of them…"

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OSR SAMYUKTA Part 8 - Siya feels dejected

Aryanagar – In an exclusive bar room

"Harsh! You have not allowed me to enjoy even one sip of my drink so far.... be quiet…They think they have everything planned…little do they know we are always a step ahead of them…" Apprehensive of upsetting Agni, his friends wait patiently till Agni relishes his last drop and then mutters "I have found someone who is capable of tracking every move of Dharam and Veer...so don't worry...you can return to Chatarpur peacefully"

After paying the maids for their services, the boys stand up from their seats slowly. As they stagger outside the magnificent interiors of the bar room into the hot bleak street, Agni spots the silhouette of an attractive young lady in a worn-out yet colourful skirt, walking in their direction. Devoid of any ornaments bar a black holy thread around her neck and flat anklets on her feet, she wipes the sweat off her face with the corner of her veil, while balancing a large heavy basket on her head.

Agni shouts "Oh! Look who is coming this way… daring to walk through this street all alone…" She looks at the four of them nervously, trying hard to dodge their advances.

Agni continues "I must say you are very fearless indeed! Just like your father…" In a fit of drunken rage, he knocks the basket off her head spilling its contents everywhere. She kneels on the ground to collect her items; all the while mentally praying for help. She avoids looking at their menacingly sadistic expressions as they surround her on four sides.

Agni bellows "Isn't this flour too much just for yourself and your mother? Who is it for?"

Receiving no answer from her, the unruly royal slaps her with all his might. She bravely fights back the tears in her eyes and her hand quivers as she wipes the blood trickling from her nose. Suddenly, a raucous group of men at the far end of the street distract them. She seizes this opportunity to grab the basket, shove them aside and escape from there immediately

Aryanagar - Forest of Sawai

She gracefully jumps off the rickety cart and carries her seemingly lighter basket, walking barefoot through the rough winding paths. For a long while, the only sounds in the still noon forest are the alternating rhythms of her anklets. A gentle tap on her shoulder briefly startles her and she turns around. Her weary face lights up in joy at the familiar pair of eyes gazing at her.

She speaks softly "My… I was about to drop the basket again…"

Dhruv immediately takes the weight off her and they both resume walking "Again? You are becoming careless…" he weighs the basket and smiles teasingly "Looks like we will all have to survive with one roti less this week…"

Reminded of the harrowing incident with Agni and his friends earlier, she covers her right cheek with the veil and immediately changes the course of the conversation "Dhruv… how are the children…how is chotu feeling now… Is abhay eating well?"

Observing her reaction, Dhruv stops in his tracks and slowly turns her face towards him. He notices the bruise on her cheek and the spot of blood from her nose. His pleasant disposition gradually gives way to seething anger "Sakshi! What happened? Who did this to you?"

She tries to pacify him but he stubbornly insists on knowing the facts. Realizing that he would not give in, she hesitantly narrates parts of the incident to her agitated lover.

He becomes infuriated "Why did you take the short cut? How many times have I told you not to use that route even if you are delayed?" he touches her bruise tenderly "How powerless I feel…if I ever faced that man, I would crush his head with one blow" she nods her head and tries to reassure him that she was all right, but he persists "Lord! I am not even able to protect you… you are facing those brutes in the capital alone, while I am here tucked away safely in the forest"

She finally closes his mouth and looks at his worried helpless eyes "Dhruv! Answer me…I asked you if Chotu is feeling all right now…" Unable to recover; he removes her hand and starts walking, refusing to look in her direction.

She tries to cheer him up by making pleasant conversation "Oh! By the way… I think massive celebrations are going to take place in the capital… I think the monarchs are organizing something on a large scale for the princes...chants...prayers...feasts...donation of clothes…I wish you could come too. The children would have loved it" Dhruv walks behind her silently, while she continues updating him with all the information "Mother is so excited about attending it…she talks about nothing else…. she is looking forward to watching Veer from close quarters after a long time… I think he has not been around in the capital for the past few days… always on the move! I wonder where Rajkumar Dharam and Veer are now..."

He notices a large insect on the back of her veil and breaks into a slow smile. In order not to alarm her, he tries removing the insect stealthily, but she feels his touch and immediately turns and asks him doubtfully "What did you do just now?"

Dhruv smiles "Nothing Sakshi…what would I do to you?" She catches sight of the insect hovering over her head and starts screaming in panic.

After nodding his head in fits of laughter, he grabs her hand tightly and drags the jittery girl behind him "No wonder everyone fails to understand women! You will travel alone night or day...you are courageous enough to stand up to beasts like Agnivardhan...you are even brave enough to agree to marry me...but you will run at the sight of an insect...now come on!"

The orphanage

Dhruv sits cross legged amidst two rows of noisy children, as all of them wrap up their humble noon meal from large peepal leaves laid out in front of them. The older children muffle their arguments to put on their best act in front of Sakshi, while the younger ones carry on with their usual messy mealtime charades. Sakshi smiles to herself as she sees three children trying to copy one another through the entire course of their meal. The famished Dhruv mentally shuts himself away from all distractions around him, till he finishes his last mouthful "Sakshi! I always look forward to your visits … I can never cook a meal as good as this…and these children…they allow me to eat my meal in peace, only when you are around…I guess they are frightened of you, just like I am…" he sighs out aloud "I wonder how much longer your mother is going to take… to fix a date for our marriage"

She laughs in response to Dhruv's hilarious claims while soothingly patting the ill child on her lap. After a while, she adds softly "I hope Bhimsen chacha or the other revolutionaries have not been frequenting this place after our last confrontation …"

Dhruv nods his head slowly "They are not worried about this orphanage. Bhimsen ji has started bringing even more revolutionaries than ever… this is a convenient hidden place for them to meet…far away from the capital… I have worked so hard to keep my mission a secret. I don't want everything to get destroyed by the revolutionaries! Can you imagine what would happen if they came to know that few of our children here, are Aryavarts too?"

Sakshi frowns worriedly "No one can reason with them about achieving freedom the moderate way. They are extremists with dangerous ways and means. They think that ending the entire Aryavart lineage will solve all Shramik problems. I fear for Veer's life..."

Dhruv ponders "Didn't you mention that Veer was not in the capital now… I wonder if my shocking conversation with them last week had anything to do with this trip of theirs."

Niphaud Bazaar – Seva Marg

The colourfully disguised princes ride the horse driven cart at a snail's pace through the busy Niphaud bazaar. Leaning against the edge of the cart, Veer yawns loudly, stretches and shuts his eyes "What a lovely feast! It has changed my horrible impression of the cuisine here…Thank God! I don't have to fast anymore...my…what a hot afternoon…I am sleepy…"

Irritated by Veer's sluggishness and inconvenienced by his large turban, Dharam wipes the sweat off his brow and replies "I wish you would co-operate and help me…we have been going around in circles and I can't seem to find the route…"

With his eyes still closed, Veer replies drowsily "Some time back you couldn't find your scroll… now you can't find the address…read the instructions properly…" he pauses "if only I had my soft silk bed now…"

Evoking angry reactions from the pedestrians, Dharam bends over his cart in order to read the rustic signs on the wall and then sighs "The instructions say Siya Marg. I cannot find any Siya Marg"

Eventually frustrated by his brother's incompetence, Veer opens his eyes, sits up and grabs the scroll from him. He looks at the scroll for a moment and then looks at Dharam angrily. He touches Dharam's face and forehead and utters meekly "Are you feeling all right? Something is wrong…we need a physician!" he pauses worriedly "Are you b…becoming…m… m… mad?"

Dharam glares are Veer furiously "Don't ever… ever… even dare to call me mad… I have been doing all the hard work here, while you have been sleeping casually…"

Veer stares at him "Working hard? It clearly says Seva Marg and we have been circling around the same place looking for a Siya Marg" Veer pauses, as realization dawns upon him "Siya? Rajkumari Siya? Rajkumari Siya…garden…she…you…saw… oh my God!"

Dharam pulls the scroll back from Veer and nudges the horses "Stop being silly Veer…I think I am sleepy too…" he then spots the route, a short distance away "Oh…now I can see Seva Marg… it's down that way there…"

Niphaud Bazaar - Procession

Kept at bay by foot soldiers on both sides of the streets, the commoners push and shove for a clearer view of the glittering procession. Flanked by guards on horses and bevies of chatty girls, the magnificent stately palanquin carrying the princess, sashays through. Aware of the thousands of curious onlookers waiting to catch a personal glimpse of their beautiful princess, the intimidated Siya refrains from peeking through the golden muslins.

Clad in stunning burgundy attire, she is decked in matching resplendent sets of rubies embellished in her necklaces, armbands, earrings, anklets, bangles and hip-chains. Her face glows in silent anticipation, while she sits nervously on her lush silk cushions twiddling the bows of a well-wrapped bundle in her hands. She whispers to Nanda "I hope I am not too late…it took me so long to convince mother. I could not reveal everything to her due to the strange message in the scroll. Additionally, you girls delayed me too" Nanda peeps in as Siya continues with her string of complaints "Try this blue dress...no this pink one...then again the blue one...try on these matching anklets...those ear rings...flowers... kohl...beeswax...turmeric...sandal water…" she hesitates "I hope all this was worthwhile…blacksmiths… I wonder why the blacksmiths…"

Nanda smiles at the apprehensive princess "Siya… why do you worry… look at Daksha… she is walking so confidently hoping her prince charming would be there too…I am sure Rajkumar Dharam has invited you to find out your opinion." She continues dramatically " He is probably very different from other Rajkumars…he might be having an intricate swing made for you… maybe a large statue of the Lord …even an ornate chest of various alloys…be patient… oh!…by the way…we might have to walk on foot after a while… the streets become very narrow nearer the bazaar"

The Blacksmiths

An old man in a simple dhoti wheezes heavily, as he tries to explain the purpose, strength and composition of numerous weapons of warfare through crude paintings. Veer concentrates hard, not minding the clangs and heat waves caused by a man and a fully veiled young girl hammering a molten iron in the smelting furnace, at the far end of the shop. Dharam tries to remain patient, as Veer meticulously inspects the quality of all the weapons displayed in the small shop individually. Finally satisfied, Veer places an order for a variety of samples that would be required as props, to pose as weapon merchants in Gadhwar. After reminding the blacksmith that the order would have to be ready by the very next day; he enquiries about the prices to begin the long process of bartering, after confirming that only half the amount would be paid upfront.

Fatigued, Dharam whispers to Veer "Why are you fussing about this so much Veer? We just need a few samples for tomorrow! Now, I don't know if this was a very good idea…"

Veer replies assertively "Stop calling me by my name here! We could not have done this at Aryanagar, as Agni would have found out. We need to look as professional as possible if we want entry into Gadhwar…" he then pats Dharam hard on his back and starts conversing loudly with him in order to try and not raise any suspicions.

Unwilling to be as dramatically enthused about the proposition as his brother, Dharam mutters to himself "I wonder why Bhalla has not turned up yet! I am sure he must be fast asleep after that heavy meal he had. This is why I am not fond of sending him alone anywhere"

As Veer continues with his bossy performance, the curious workers at the back of the shop pause to have a short peek at their troublesome customer. Bored of the lengthy business transaction, Dharam turns around and supports himself against the shop wall. He observes the interesting interactions between the stubborn shopkeepers and their disgruntled customers. A group of loud women compare their goods and wares, while their children hide and seek around them in circles.

Through the swaying clothes and rattling pots dangling from rows of small shops, he becomes stiff, as he catches sight of the stunning princess in a parallel street a short distance away. He is astonished by how her light complexion glowed in contrast to her red adornments. He admires how her presence stood out distinctively even through the various colourful shades of the bazaar. Awestruck by the genuine smile on her lips and her paralyzing beauty, he becomes aware of his feelings of desire kindled by her pure self.

A quick tug on his sleeves distracts him and he turns around to find Bhalla staring at him wearing his ill-fitting disguise. He grins at Bhalla and instantaneously turns back to look at Siya. Unable to find any trace of her now, he becomes tensed and rubs his eyes over and over again. Coming back to his senses, he muses on the situation and is unable to think of any rational reason for the princess of Niphaud to be present at the bazaar. Veer notices Dharam's worried expressions while paying the blacksmith; and walks up to them, waiting for an explanation. Dharam touches his own forehead and contemplates "Veer I… I… think I need a physician… I am seeing illusions…Am I…I really becoming mad?"

Veer looks at him dubiously and on receiving no clarification with regards to the illusion, he comforts him slowly "I think you have been troubled with many problems off late… Dhruv's complaints about the kingdom…now Gadhwar too… you need to rest"

The three of them step into the main street, while Dharam makes a final attempt to search for Siya and mentally re-assure himself of his sanity.

Bhalla suddenly speaks up "Oh! I apologize for the delay…I don't even know where to start! The girls in this place…they are very strange. They are always up to some strange tricks…" Veer interrupts him, as his attention is distracted by the familiar voice of a girl and he turns around to find Daksha making enquiries a few shops away. Reminded of her bold advances and romantic overtures from the previous night, he forgets he is in disguise and fears for his safety. He grabs his companions and starts walking towards their cart.

Bhalla exclaims "What are you doing? I have just arrived! Can I not stroll around for a while?"

Veer ushers the puzzled boys on to the cart hurriedly "No…No… the girls in this place are very strange Bhalla… they are always up to some strange tricks…"

Dharam agrees with them, now convinced that his sighting of Siya was an illusion "Yes probably that's what it was… the girls in this place are strange…they play strange tricks on you….I can't wait to get back to Aryanagar soon"

Veer tugs on to the reigns of horses and immediately takes off in the opposite direction, not minding the longer route for a change.

Streets of Niphaud bazaar

The guards try to keep the overbearingly helpful pedestrians and shopkeepers away from the princess and her friends, as the girls roam through the tiny noisy pathways in search of the shop. Commoners' initial envious expressions at the sight of the posh entourage, instantly give way to admiration and awe as soon as they gaze at Siya's innocent visage.

The girls eventually become tired of searching for signs of the princes or the blacksmiths, street after street. As the sun begins setting, the eagerness and hope on Siya's face begins to gradually flicker.

Daksha's booming announcement brings back a faint glimmer of hope on their exhausted sullen faces "Here it is Siya... I have found it!"

Siya frantically rushes to the shop, picking up her heavy skirt and tightly holding on to the parcel in her hand. Running short on time, they hurriedly look around and make enquiries with intrigued bystanders. Having found no signs of the princes anywhere, Nanda calls out to the young girl at the blacksmiths and asks her "Did a prince come by here today? Did anyone leave any message? Did …" the veiled girl coyly nods her head negatively, while Nanda persists "Are you sure? Were there any special orders placed? No one…"

The girl peeks slightly through her red cotton veil "I am sorry… no prince came here today…I apologize for the impudence but we have to shut the shop now…"

Daksha and Nanda sadly observe how Siya's pretty face becomes clouded with dejection

OSR SAMYUKTA Part 9 – Veer finally meets his match!

Palace of Niphaud - The prayer room

As soon as Siya hears the sound of familiar footsteps approaching the comely private prayer room; she wipes her tears, leaps over the musical instruments scattered on the large silk carpet and runs towards the majestic entrance. She cuddles her father tightly; the warmth of whom makes her temporarily forget her recent torments "Ma said you would be home yesterday. What took you so long?"

The king speaks slowly, as he senses the distress in her touch and voice "Oh Siya! I was unexpectedly held up with official matters at the border… no sooner than I stepped into the palace, I came to meet you…" he pauses to look at her "It's not even sunrise yet and you are already awake…is everything all right? Did the feast go as planned?"

She tries hiding her puffy eyes "Nothing has gone as planned…" she loosens herself from him sulkily "Why did you hide such an important matter from me?"

The concerned father quickly scans her friend's faces "What matter Siya? I would never hide anything important from you…"

Siya "Don't lie pitaji! You didn't tell me about any proposal from Rajkumar Dharam, the prince of Aryanagar..." She notices his increasingly confused expressions and continues "Y…You didn't know anything too...we need to talk to mother about why she hasn't mentioned it to both of us yet!"

Siya then takes a deep breath and walks towards the beautiful marble pedestal. She picks a flower from the sizable silver plates around the massive idol of Lord Ganesh "Ma is very delighted that her friend's son, Rajkumar Dharam; has asked for my hand in marriage …" Siya goes on to update her dumbfounded father about all her bitter experiences with the princes of Aryanagar in the past couple of days. She ends her monologue with a spiteful oath "Father! Rajkumar Dharam insulted me…not once… not twice… but thrice…I will never accept his proposal! I will not be a mute trophy in his palace"

The shocked father walks to his daughter "I was not aware of your mother's friendship with the queen of Aryanagar! How impudent and arrogant of Rajkumar Dharam to have treated you like this!" Emotionally affected by his daughter's troubles, his eyes start welling up "You deserve far better than Rajkumar Dharam…as they are our guests, we will treat them with respect till their stay... I don't want to upset Maharaj Aryavardhan. However, I will make sure no one would force you into this wedding, even if it means the difficult task of having to reason with your mother… this is my promise to you…"

In spite of having numerous matters to attend to, he spends some thoughtful time with his daughter in a bid to calm her down and re-assure her of his support for her. Eventually, after he exits the room, the pacified Siya casts a vengeful glance at the various musical instruments on the floor "Marrying Rajkumar Dharam is out of question father! However, I will ensure he tastes his own medicine, before he returns home…"

Palace of Niphaud - The guest bedrooms

With his eyes and ears shut tight, Veer tosses to his left and tries to get back to sleep. After a while, he turns to his right and covers his head with his pillow. Fruitlessly repeating the same procedure a few times, he sits up, holds his head in his hand and sighs. Loud snores permeate through the walls from the room to his left while Dharam's voice echoes in the adjoining room on the right. He sleepily steps down from his large bed, walks through the muslin curtains into Dharam's room and sits on the floor, facing the sleeping prince.

Lost in his world of fantasy, Dharam smiles in his sleep "Did you realize that you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever come across?"

Veer yawns and nods his head "No"

Dharam continues "One glance and I have never been able to forget you… Never have I felt this way before…"

Veer frowns "Oh! …"

Dharam stretches out his hand from his pillow and touches Veer's hair "You made that lovely feast especially for me... if only had I known then..."

As Dharam starts stroking his hair, Veer stares at Dharam oddly, starts moving back and shouts out to him "Dharam…wake up…wake up…now…"

Disturbed;, Dharam sits up wide awake, taking a few moments to descend to reality and to become aware of the change in surroundings. He asks Veer "What are you doing here?"

Veer folds his hands "What am I doing here? Bhalla is snoring loudly in the other room and here you are dreaming aloud. How am I supposed to sleep?" Veer then grins sheepishly, tends his hair and bats his eyelashes "however Dharam… now that you have complemented my beautiful eyes and lovely hair…I think I am going to start dreaming too…"

Dharam ruffles his hair, stuttering in an attempt to mask his embarrassment "Oh! I am sorry... you go sleep…now…w…we have to travel to Gadhwar overnight too..."

Veer nods his head, persisting with his mockery "Tch tch Dharam what are you doing? I never expected this from you. You are really becoming mad…tell me honestly…did you really find that food lovely last night?"

Dharam takes Veer by his arm and leads him to his bed in his room "Stop it Veer… I am not mad…just go to sleep now..." he forcefully tucks the amused veer into his bed.

Suddenly, the comparatively silent morning is brought to an abrupt standstill by noises of discorded instruments accompanying harsh voices. Veer and Dharam stare aghast in response to the dreadful songs that manage to deafen even Bhalla's snores.

Fearing an outburst from his brother, Dharam speaks up "You go to sleep Veer… I mean you try to… go back... to sleep... I will take care of this…don't worry..." Dharam quickly exits the room in order to investigate the cause of the cacophony; leaving behind an astonished Veer.

Palace of Niphaud - The prayer room

Walking through the corridor, he follows the source of the noise that leads him to the arched entrance of the prayer chambers. He casts peculiar glances at the two grim guards standing on both sides of the enormous wooden doors. He then asks the guards, as he peeks into the room "Can I enter? …"

One of the guard replies "I apologize Rajkumar! Rajkumari Siya is concentrating on her prayers now… she cannot be disturbed…"

Dharam laughs "Concentrating in this noise... I mean with this voice…" he pauses "I…I love music too…can I participate in the Bhajan? I wouldn't dare to disturb them..."

The guard shakes his head "I am sorry Rajkumar…we have been asked not to allow anyone to enter… I apologize…we are only following our orders…"

Dharam crosses his hands and shifts on his feet in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the performance. In keeping with her devotional act, the princess strings the tanpura in her hand while seated cross-legged on the fluffy carpet, facing the large idol of Lord Ganesh. As she sways to her tuneless renditions, her musical entourage repeat her verses and play agonizing notes on their respective instruments. Dharam is blissfully unaware of how the sound of Siya's unmelodious voice becomes muffled by the mischievous smile on her lips. Lost in the morning glory of the vivacious young girl with cascading wet hair, he becomes oblivious to her lack of talent and gets absorbed into the perfection of her features. He leans on the door frame waiting for them to finish their concert, unaware of the baffled gestures of the guards standing next to him.

Nanda opens her eyes by chance and becomes alarmed to find Rajkumar Dharam smiling at them. She tries to nudge Siya, who responds by continuing her act with tightly shut eyes and renewed fervour. Dharam smiles to himself coyly, as Siya's friends try harder to grab her attention and finally desert their act and stand up out of respect for him. Siya casually opens her eyes to find herself being watched by the pleasant visage of the attractive prince.

Suddenly, Veer's roaring voice from the corridor; catches everyone's attention "Dharam! What is this? You were supposed to take care of t...t…this…"

Dharam replies defensively "They were praying Veer…how could I disturb them?"

Veer becomes wide-eyed "Praying? Everyone…even the Lord himself would have come down personally to stop this torture" he pauses "apart from Bhalla... of course... who is still sleeping..."

Siya scowls at Veer as he addresses her sarcastically "Rajkumari... yesterday, we unintentionally ruined your game of hide and seek in the garden. Don't you think this punishment is too harsh? It's barely sunrise yet and you are disturbing…" he notices Daksha playfully giggling at his anger and turns away uncomfortably, again becoming conscious of himself.

Siya forces a sweet smile at Dharam "Your brother is insulting my pure devotion to the Lord….would you not tell him to stop?" for a while, Dharam stands torn between the two of them until Siya tries to sway him ultimately, with a few flirty winks. Dharam becomes astounded, while Veer notices this and places his hand on his mouth shocked.

Leaving behind an uproar of mocks and sniggers, an abashed Dharam starts dragging Veer away "Lets go Veer! We have many important things to finish today…"

Mystified, Veer whispers to Dharam "Dharam…did she just…w...wink at you?"

As they continue down the corridor, Dharam tries diverting the conversation by reminding Veer of their plans for the day "Veer... get dressed to leave for the bazaar ... as per our discussions, I and Bhalla will join you as soon as we finish our work...."

Unable to recover from the incident, Veer carries on mocking his brother "Listen to me - she is a dangerous influence on you! There is still time to escape... from her clutches..."

After the princes are out of sight, the group of girls start rejoicing in joy at their first victory and jeer at Dharam "Watch out for more Rajkumar...this is just the start of your worries." Ignoring the racket around her, Siya walks towards the idol of her Lord, faced by a strange dilemma. She mentally thinks to herself about the conversation between the princes that she just overheard "What important plans and work could the Rajkumar have been talking about? Since when have princes been so interested in shopping at bazaars? I have a funny feeling about all of this... I have to find out more..."

Niphaud Bazaar – At the blacksmiths

Veer adjusts his painful headgear and fake moustache, while he lazily strolls towards the small shop at the far end of the bazaar. Being pushed and shoved by women with large baskets and scampering children in the narrow streets, he wipes his sweat off; hoping for Dharam and Bhalla to join him quickly and end his ordeal. Once at the shop, he calls out to the old blacksmith, who approaches him fervently.

The old man beams with pride as he professes about the skill and efficiency of his workers "Your order is ready as per your request yesterday…. I am sure your partners would be very impressed with the quality of our weapons...your deal would be a success" The man then beckons the workers at the back. The veiled girl starts sorting Veer's order from the remaining stock after which; a strong man brings forward the bundle of weapons and places them on the wooden table. Confident of their goods, they wait for a response from their distracted customer and hope for the remaining payment to be made.

Veer briefly searches around the street for any signs of Dharam or Bhalla, as he is left with no option but to wait patiently for them to arrive at the blacksmiths; in accordance with their plans. Veer becomes preoccupied by thinking of how to while away the time. After taking a while to react, he astonishes the old man by sitting on the floor informally and starting a relaxed conversation. He then picks up each individual weapon from the table and technically inspects them in a leisurely fashion. The workers become weary of Veer's nagging persistence and grumpily get back to their work.

Eventually the old man asks him "Sir, would you please make the remaining payment?"

Veer peeps into the street momentarily and then replies "Oh! Is there anyway I could try these knives? They seem sharp, but they are very light…are they strong enough?"

The frustrated blacksmith replies "Why are you so unsure of your purchase sir? Trust me you would not be able to find a better weapon anywhere else…"

Veer nods his head and sighs "I apologize for this. However, I do not purchase anything without trying it out"

The old man stares in disbelief at his stubborn customer and finally decides to lead him through the back of the shop. Veer follows him quietly around metallurgical tools and wooden pails, not minding the frustrated glares from the workers. They enter a small marshy patch of land behind the shop, with thorny shrubs and sparsely dotted with trees.

Aware of the assembly of a small audience behind him, he stylishly picks one of the weapons from his hand and pauses to choose a target. Holding the knife parallel to his eye, he takes aim at a large crevice in a tree at a considerable distance straight ahead. Briefly reflecting on his contests at the Gurukul, he grins and hurls the knife skillfully. The silver weapon whizzes through the air and hits the centre of the crevice. The children watching him encourage him with cheery claps and he humbly bows down to them. Fuelled by the thirst to display his skills further, he swings back and removes another knife to try and aim it at a similar spot.

Just as he is about hurl the next one, two rapid objects whizz past his ears and hit the centre of two smaller crevices on both sides of the knife already lodged on the tree. The startled Veer takes a few moments to recoup from the unexpected tough competition, as stifled exclamations and admirations are heard from the few onlookers behind him.

He turns back with hidden fury, fuelled by the desire to find out more about his challenger and shouts out "Which of you men is so proficient at this art? Please step forward. I would be delighted to meet you…"

He scans through the crowd in anticipation but everyone in the crowd looks at the other inquisitively. He once again surveys the faces of all the men for a reply. The only movement from the crowd is that of the veiled girl from the blacksmiths, bending over to pick her bundle of items from the floor. Flustered, he again addresses everyone.

The veiled girl walks towards him with a hand on her hip, lightly pulls back the dupatta from her forehead and lets go of the corner of the veil, seductively bitten in between her teeth all this while. As the veil waves away from profile, he notices her shrouded faade for the first time. Never having faced such a predicament with a girl in the past; he observes her large captivating kohl filled eyes and her handsomely tattooed chin that embellish the dusky complexion of her face endowed with sharp bewitching features. He marvels at how her scruffy dress and braided hair decked with chunky mismatched jewellery, contrasted her meticulously enticing smile and proud posture.

Though taken aback by her engaging form, he finds it unable to accept the truth and stutters to ask the questions "Did you a…aim those knives?"

Reading his mind; she smiles with an air of authority, picks a weapon from Veer's hand and flings it nonchalantly towards the tree. Veer ducks from the missile that whooshes over his head and entrenches into the centre of the large crevice, nearly displacing Veer's knife.

His frustration and anger gradually changes to one of admiration.

She then firmly indicates with her eyes asking him to fetch the knives back. Not used to feeling intimidated, he takes a few moments to swallow his pride; before walking up to the tree. He casually tries to remove the knives, but the strong well-fastened blades don't budge. Alarmed, Veer again tugs on them with renewed might and they dislodge with pieces of tree bark falling at his feet. Left speechless by the impressive quality of the silver blades in his hand, he ponders on the recently unfolded incidents. He nurses his hurt ego and smiles humbly at the girl out of respect and regard for her. No sooner, he pays the old man the remaining amount after modestly expressing sincere gratitude.

As he steps out on the street with the heavy bundle on his shoulder and still no sign of his partners, he mutters angrily "Dharam… you make all the plans and then desert me to face situations alone…what a fool I had to make of myself, in front of those blacksmiths…"

Mentally trying to erase the strange experience and the girl's visage from his memory, he continues to drag the agonizingly heavy bundle "The man with the map and directions for Gadhwar must be waiting for us… all our plans are spoilt because you must be busy dreaming of Rajkumari Siya somewhere…just wait till I meet you…"

OSR SAMYUKTA - Part 10 - Dharam...Siya....A war of egos!!!

Palace of Aryanagar – Maharani Swathi's chamber

Two maids gush into the bustling room with large golden plates stacked with silk attires in various designs, patterns and motifs. They hand their plates to a group of ladies occupied with sorting colossal piles of clothes; one after another. At another corner of the monumental room, Sunanda metes instructions to a batch of protges who systematically arrange numerous religious objects on sizable silver trays. Two bashful girls interrupt the busy lady's assignments, to deliver baskets carrying an assortment of beautiful flowers. Sunanda sighs and carries the baskets towards a quiet corner in the room, where the queens are busy in discussions with the minister.

She waits patiently for the minister to receive his instructions and exit the room, before addressing the queen "Maharani...the flowers have arrived...would you like to choose..."

The cheerful queen rolls her scroll and looks up at Sunanda "Sunanda... you may keep the basket here...I will let you know once I go through these instructions from the royal priest..."

Sunanda complies with her orders and returns to her chores.

Swathi reflects at all the fuss in her room and her eyes widen in excitement "If we are so joyous about our sons having completed their education successfully, can you imagine how elated we would be when they get engaged... married...have children..."

Nivritti takes a rose from the basket and smiles in accordance with the enthusiasm in her sister-in-law's eyes "I am waiting for that day too... I miss their participation in these festivities... I am sure they must be enjoying themselves…far away from any burdens… eating delicious Niphaudi food…waking up leisurely… enjoying all the comforts of the palace" she pauses "all this pleasure…only till they take on their royal responsibilities..."

Niphaud - Temple of Lord Ganapathy – Flower Market

Amidst scores of devotees from all corners of the kingdom, the inundated royals search for a familiar face in the expansive flower market, adjacent to the famous temple of Lord Ganapathy. They continually shift on their feet in order to accommodate mobs of inconsiderate people, looking to purchase flowers and other religious paraphernalia. Bhalla stares angrily at the assembly of fervent devotees behind him, as they unintentionally knock the turban off his head for the eighth time. Reduced to the sorry plight of waiting the entire morning at the crowded flower market as a result of Siya's successful vindictive scheme, the forlorn Dharam is unable to comprehend why their well-charted plans seemed haywire. Dharam asks Bhalla doubtfully "Are you sure the messenger that Veer sent, asked us to wait at flower market of the Lord Ganapathy temple?"

The exhausted Bhalla nods his head "As usual….you don't trust me…"

Dharam stretches his painful legs "Bhalla, I am scared to trust you… I am scared not to trust you… no sign of Veer for so long …I am worried…I hope he is all right!"

The gullible Bhalla reflects on his conversation with the disguised prayer chamber guard sent by Siya, who managed to fool him and meddle with their plans. He then assures Dharam "He came to our room a short while after Veer left for the bazaar. He was a commoner from the bazaar, with a message from Veer that we should not go to the bazaar and instead wait at this flower market for him. If Veer didn't send him, how would he know of our plans?"

An unwitting traveler tramples on an enraged Dharam, causing him to grimace in pain. He pauses to rub his feet, as he mutters to Bhalla "How can Veer bring the bundle here by himself? We were supposed to meet him with the cart there. The man with the map will also be waiting for us...oh Lord! Why did the messenger have to come when I was away for my bath…I would have at least asked him few more questions..."

When his turban is again knocked for the ninth time, Bhalla gives up his fight for his headgear and decides to sit down next to the flower vendors and their deafening pitches. No sooner; a keen devotee standing close by, mistakes him for a floral vendor and points to a basket next to him "How much is that garland of chrysanthemums?"

The fatigued Bhalla replies casually "Five copper coins"

The lady's eyes widen in shock and she walks to the next vendor, appalled.

The entire scenario manages to bring a smile to Dharam's tired face "If you are going to sell flowers, you might as well quote prices accordingly…not prices for weapons…"

Bhalla responds sarcastically "Oh! Definitely…I've never had to sell flowers you see…"

Suddenly, a partially clad yogi dances all over the crowded paths, spraying gulal on ardent onlookers who consider his showers as blessings. The gulal that falls on Dharam's face starts stinging his eyes. Bhalla grabs a damp cloth from a lady sitting next to him and helps him wipe his face. Finally, the defeated Dharam decides to leave the market.

Partially blinded; Dharam pauses his steps as he hears the sounds of the royal band and announcements, indicating the arrival of a member of the royal family. Not minding the furious lady who grabs back her cloth, Dharam stares at the distant blur of the pompous and extravagant procession of Niphaudi soldiers followed by a swinging palanquin. In a short while, troops of soldiers barrage the market and start organizing the crowds of obstinate devotees and lazy gossip-mongers to clear the paths for the princess' visit.

At a short distance from the market, the delicate girl steps out of her palanquin and adjusts her striking orange silk attire in its entirety with dangling pearls and tassels. Joyous at the success of her revenge, she closes her lovely eyes and takes a deep breath of the floral aroma of the market; not noticing her weary friends approaching her.

Daksha mutters resentfully "Siya…why can't we use through the main entrance? I have spent enough time in this crowd here… today…"

Siya pinches Daksha's cheeks "Daksha… how can I enjoy the look on their faces if I use the main entrance… by the way, did you overhear anything…anything important…anything about me?"

The ever-dutiful Nanda replies "No Siya…they have only been talking about bazaars, bundles…carts… nothing spectacular… they seem genuinely interested in the Niphaud bazaar!" Not knowing what to make of Nanda's information, Siya frowns briefly.

She then starts walking towards the market, followed by her retinue. As she enters the crowd's view, she holds her head high to ensure Rajkumar Dharam noticed the respect and adulation that her subjects had for the princess of Niphaud. With haughty steps, she beams ecstatically at the mesmerized subjects, firmly held in check by the soldiers. Not wanting to be recognized in his disorderly disguise, the increasingly conscious Dharam hides his face as the procession of the ravishingly beautiful princess steadily approaches him. After a few bated breaths; Dharam feels relieved, as they walk past him.

Siya abruptly stops in her tracks, approaches the eager vendor standing next to Dharam and purchases a beautiful garland from her. Suddenly, she acts as though she notices Dharam's comically stained face and calls out to her friends. They begin snickering at him loudly and the distressed prince bears the ridicule silently. Surveying Siya's expressions, he slowly realizes that it was the princess who had deliberately interfered with their strategies and caused all their ordeals. He begins to gauge her ignorance and arrogance and in an attempt to refuse to give in to her insult, his eyes begin to gleam with superiority. Amidst the mockery, Siya notices how the pain on his face metamorphosed gradually into chivalry. Siya's laughter slowly dies down, while a soft smile develops on his lips. The amazed observers watch the electrifying war of glances between both of them.

Provoked, Bhalla defends Dharam naively "Do you even know who this is? We are …"

Dharam stops him, all the while smiling at Siya with imposing majesty "She knows Bhalla… she knows who we are… however… since she is the princess of this kingdom… we will respect her in front of her subjects…whatever she does to us…"

Siya's smile completely disappears and she feels muted as a hot flush engulfs her face. The dazed prince suddenly catches sight of an old lady who slips on the wet floor in the packed crowd, a short distance from him. In a bid to follow their duty towards their princess, two soldiers holding back the crowds unwittingly trample on her hands.

Siya watches aghast, as Dharam frantically swims through the crowd and immediately pushes the two soldiers aside. The grateful old lady gets back on her feet and smiles at Dharam. Unaware of his status or of his kind deed; the infuriated soldiers restrain Dharam boorishly and start thrashing him with their baton. Oblivious of her surroundings, the horrified Siya dashes towards them and grasps their baton ordering them to stop. Angered, she points to the old lady "He was only trying to help her…Do you even know who he is…he…" she pauses as she realizes her hand was fastened to Dharam's arm and immediately retracts herself.

With an ironic smile, he stands up; brushes himself and willingly walks away from her captivating persona, for the first time.

Palace of Niphaud – Guest bedroom

Veer stares at the heavy bundle on the floor and paces around his bed furiously, convinced that his partners were having a nice time with Rajkumari Siya and her giggling entourage. Following faint groans from the corridor, he watches an exhausted Dharam and Bhalla slowly drag themselves into the room. Veer remains speechless for a while as all the built up anger in him slowly transforms into amazement, amusement and then finally; he bursts out in fits of laughter.

Bhalla mumbles sorrowfully "Don't laugh at us Veer…I am generally very calm … but for the first time… I think Rajkumari Siya's fate…I mean her end is in my hands now"

Veer stops laughing at their distraught profiles when he gradually understands that the irresponsible acts of the haughty princess and her friends had ruined all their organized plans.

The aggravated Veer decides to confront Siya and dashes towards the entrance, but Dharam physically stops him "No Veer! No! We cannot afford to be reckless. We have to finish what we came for and proceed home. We do not want to be embroiled in petty fights with unmindful girls"

Veer looks at Dharam in disbelief and playfully examines his face "Dharam… after all this she has done to you! Don't get angry with me… I am just advising you…but if…if you are so lenient with her now… things will become very difficult for you in future…"

A pained voice echoes through the room "What do you mean Rajkumar Veer?"

The three boys turn around to see the princess standing there flocked by her friends. Fed up, Bhalla digs his face in his hand, while Veer stares at Siya baffled. She sternly signals the bodyguards, who bow their head and leave the room helplessly.

She continues "This is my palace! I come and go as I please…your bodyguards cannot stop me time and again…" She turns to Veer "What do you mean don't be so lenient with her in future? Rajkumar Dharam stop weaving any dreams… we have no future…"

Veer rolls his eyes "Rajkumari Siya, why are you meddling in our personal affairs?"

Siya persists in spite of her friends trying to calm her "I would not have done all this, had it not been for Rajkumar Dharmavardhan… it is entirely your brother's fault…"

Veer and Bhalla look at the bewildered Dharam for an explanation.

Prodded by Siya, Nanda stammers; adding to the confusion "Rajkumar …y…you have come all the way here to meet Siya and you don't even meet her, greet her or gift her…"

Astonished, Veer interrupts the humorous situation "Dharam…you came all the way here to meet her? And I thought you had come here with us to tour Niphaud… "

Dharam finds it impossible to prove his innocence as everyone in the room continues their accusations. Daksha speaks supportingly "Rajkumar Dharam…. Siya made such a lovely meal…and you said such things that would break her heart…" she flashes a proud smile at Veer "At…least Rajkumar V…Veer enjoyed the meal…unlike you…"

Veer desperately tries to hide his laughter at all the undue praise he was receiving at the expense of his brother's unfortunate situation.

Dharam becomes exasperated and pleads with Siya's friends "When did I say things that broke her heart? I…I … never even asked her to make the meal in the first place…"

Nanda looks hurt "Rajkumar! I heard your comments! Additionally…she wanted to send you a message last night and your bodyguards didn't even allow us in…"

Veer fuels the volatile situation "What! Why didn't you allow her in Dharam?"

Dharam scowls at him "Veer! Why wouldn't I…I…. allow Rajkumari S…Siya in…"

Siya holds her hand up to silence the room "Rajkumar Dharam…You wait for the right opportunity to give me a personal message… you ask me to meet you at odd places and you don't even turn up…I have never had to wait like that … for anyone… ever… I waited the entire evening as per your instructions…" she walks towards a small table and places a lovely studded golden idol of Lord Ganesh sleeping on a small Niphaudi cushion "I had this specially made for you…you can have it now… I don't need it…"

Veer persists with his performance "Dharam what is all this going on? Unfortunately, this time I have to take Rajkumari Siya's side …why did you make her wait like this…"

Dharam removes his turban, throws his hands up in frustration and asks Siya "W…wait …. what message…which message…when did I give you this message... "

Siya looks confused and turns to the silent Bhalla "Balaram ji... didn't he give me the message? Don't you remember our conversation yesterday? Didn't you tell him?"

Bhalla remembers his confrontation with them in the hallway "Oh yes… Dharam… you asked her to come to the blacksmiths too...then why didn't you even wait to meet her?"

Veer sighs heavily "Oh Lord! So many things happened that I wasn't even aware of…" he slaps his forehead dramatically "You told Bhalla but didn't bother to tell me…"

Dharam gives up and sits on the bed "Fine… anyone else…" he shouts out to the bodyguards "Do you have any complaints too? Anything else I did… or didn't do?"

Veer teases Dharam mischievously "No sooner than your mother started talking about marriage, you had everything planned… you are very clever Dharam…"

The cornered Dharam replies indignantly "Veer! …keep quiet now or I will hit you…."

The entire commotion comes to an immediate standstill, as the queen enters the room; alerted by the turmoil and bawls. She notices the stained and tired faces of the boys and enquires kindly "What happened Rajkumar? Why are you dressed like this?"

Dharam tries halting Bhalla, but he proceeds to blurt out his complaints against the princess "Rajkumari Siya...she misdirected us...to...wait at the temple...so... all this ... happened...we had no intention of making her wait...or...to make fun of her food..."

Dharam tries changing the conversation but the unmindful queen questions the daunted princess "Siya, what are you doing here in the guest bedroom now? What is all this?"

Looking at her horrified face, the queen realizes that her daughter had been up to no good. She tries to restrain her anger while addressing her daughter in front of the princes, but her disappointment ends up pouring out as ceaseless frustrations. Veer looks at Dharam's worried face, as the proud girl stands in agony; braving her tears.

When able to take no more of her mother's reprimands, Siya blares at her mother "This happened...because of you...you...because you hide everything from me..."

Infuriated by her daughter's disrespect, the queen is about to slap the quivering girl; but eventually stops herself. She then firmly grabs Siya's wrist and storms out of the room.

After they exit the room, Bhalla and Veer stare at each other silently. Dharam walks to the small statue of Lord Ganesh "Something is wrong Veer... Rajkumari Siya has had some big misunderstanding… I feel sorry for how hurt she must be feeling now..."

Veer puts his hand on Dharam's shoulder "I never realized situations would sour so badly" he counsels him wisely "Let's make the preparations to start for Gadhwar … we have to travel to and fro by cart, not horses…we only have a night and we don't even have a map…once back; we will try to sort out this misunderstanding, if time permits..."

Dharam nods lightly in approval

Palace of Niphaud – Outside the guest bedroom window

A guard becomes alerted as he thinks he hears a low noise from somewhere around him. He beckons his friend and they use their lanterns to scan through the leaves and the dark shadows of the tall foliage in an attempt to search for anything out of the ordinary. On finding nothing, they smirk at each other comfortingly and proceed to their stations. Veer breathes a sighs of relief and shushes Bhalla with a finger on his lips.

After making a final search to ensure the soldiers were nowhere in sight, he gradually starts lowering their packed disguises and travel accessories from their bedroom window, as covertly as possible. Dharam ties the knot around the bundle of weapons tightly and then shoves the heavy bundle towards Veer. Both of them use all their might to suspend the weight and slowly release the ropes from the window. When the bundle is just a few feet above the ground, the rope slips from both their hands and the bundle drops on the soft base echoing a muffled clank.

Instantaneously, the light of a lantern is spotted at distance followed by a guard's voice "Who is it?"

Veer covers his face and sighs deeply while Dharam grits his teeth in frustration.

OSR Samyukta Part 11 - Gadhwar – Coup exposed!

Palace of Niphaud – Garden below the guest bedroom window

The bundle drops on the soft base echoing a muffled clank. Instantaneously, the light of a lantern is spotted at a distance followed by a guard's voice "Who is it? Who is it?" He prods his sword around the dim shrubs, wildly searching for the origin of the noise.

Suddenly, a dark silhouette springs up behind him and shouts "Arghhhhh…..Look at what I have got…" The guard swiftly jumps around, startled by the gruff holler behind him.

Seeing a tall fellow soldier haughtily showing off a new gleaming shield in his hand, the edgy man exhales deeply in relief "It was you… why do you always create a ruckus…"

The tall guard interrupts his complaints by posing in different combat stands with the gargantuan shield and uttering war cries. Seeing no response, he speaks up "Stop being so grumpy…Maharaj has ordered for new shields... they look brilliant…come on…I'll show you…"

The disinterested man starts walking away "No I have to complete my duty! I can't…"

Tired of his cranky attitude, the excited guard grabs his associate by his arm and forcefully whisks him away, to show him the new stock of arsenal.

The gladdened Veer and Dharam silently snicker and proceed with their mission.

Palace of Niphaud - Siya's bedroom

Seated on the floor and propped against the wall below her window, Siya smiles lifelessly as she moves away a lock of her tangled tresses from her swollen eyes, smudged with kohl. Distraught, she watches through the dim light, as Nanda separates the pieces of jewellery from bits of glass and broken lanterns; angrily strewn all around the room. She deliriously crosses her empty wrists around her bare neck to shield herself from the chilly winds and starts playing with the small fire of a glowing candle "Nanda… I told you… don't put it all away… I need it…I have to run away from home… mother is never going to talk to me now… and I will never agree to marrying Rajkumar Dharam … so… the only option is that I run away from my home… from my father… which I cant do… so I will have to die…if I die…will you cry too…."

Fed up, Nanda walks up to her friend and shakes her vigorously "Stop it Siya… you will become unwell… stop it…stop … I have to leave now or my family will be very worried…" looking at the spiritless persona of her ever-lively princess, Nanda weeps desperately "How can I leave you like this…don't speak like this Siya…your mother will talk to you once the guests leave tomorrow. Maharaj will never allow this injustice …"

She abruptly stops, to peek through the window, as her attention is caught by a faint movement in the garden. Shocked, she stands up and leans out of the window "Oh my God… thieves… no…not thieves… that can't be… no…is that R…Rajkumar…."

Siya dismisses her friend's murmurs "Stop it Nanda…. Stop trying to distract me…"

Nanda pulls the princess up firmly and pushes her towards the window. Expressions of alarm finally begin to overcome Siya's blank visage, as she notices the three royals, many yards away. Observing their attempts to climb the palace compound wall, Siya stammers "Rajkumar D… Dharam...Veer…Balram ji…why are they behaving like thieves…with that heavy bundle…at this time of the night…this seems very sinister..."

Nanda shrieks "Siya! Something just fell from the bundle…something shiny…was it a"

Siya adds "it was a knife…" she stares at Nanda for many moments till she has a flash of realization "knife… oh God! Their trips to the b…blacksmiths…did they order … did they order w…weapons..."

Siya begins to recollect the incidents from the past few days "No wonder Rajkumar Dharam was not interested…in meeting me…in talking to me… in this proposal…How vile! They were actually using the pretext of a proposal to the princess of Niphaud for their devious plans. Are they planning something against…"

Exasperated, Nanda starts concocting her own theories "Are they planning an attack on Niphaud … we should wake up Maharaj … what if Niphaud is in trouble… in war…"

Siya "No! Nanda! I will not allow anything to happen to Niphaud…I don't care what happens to me…however…we can't raise an alarm without being sure… we need to know what is going on for certain, as this concerns the safety of two kingdoms…"

She drags her reluctant friend and exits her room, to investigate the matter further.

Enroute Gadhwar

Bhalla yawns aloud and resumes professing about their secret mission "I am invincible at covert missions…what an escape I made at Niphaud…no one caught sight of me…"

Veer pats a mosquito on his back "Bhalla… why don't you go to sleep now? You have been yawning and dozing off ever since we started…"

Annoyed, Bhalla looks away "I am not sleepy…just mind your own business…."

Veer laughs to himself and then turns to his brother for a reaction.

Deep in thought; Dharam whips the reigns of the horses, not noticing Veer's nudges.

Veer asks him "What happened, Dharam? You have not spoken much, ever since we started?"

Dharam replies slowly "Oh! Veer…it's just that I am troubled about everything happening at Aryanagar…troubled by Dhruv's statements…and what he said about Agni…Jai chacha..."

Veer rolls his eyes and replies "Stop! Stop worrying about Aryanagar…we will tackle everything one by one, together" he then puts on a serious tone "Start worrying about issues that…you … alone… only…you…can… sort out…I…I…mean… like… Rajkumari…S…S…"

Looking at his mischievous advice in reply to a serious query, Dharam darts forward to hit him, while Veer ducks down, begging for forgiveness. Bhalla enjoys a hearty laugh at their pranks.

The lack of a map takes them through a long tedious night journey, before the fatigued princes reach the intimidating stretch of the narrow pass of Niphaud. Veer and Dharam exchange the responsibility for the reigns silently, while Bhalla sleeps blissfully unaware of the perilous journey they were undertaking. Veer levers the jute reigns of the horses and skillfully steers the cart, while Dharam warns Veer of any dangerous obstructions. Combined, they maneuver their way through the risky length of the pass slowly, till they spot the first signs of new land. Riding through a short expanse of barren ground, Veer and Dharam observe the grey sights of the kingdom of Gadhwar unfolding before them.

After a while, they come face to face, with barricades guarded by unwelcoming soldiers in a military camp. The soldiers harshly order them to descend their cart in order to make a thorough search of their wares. The three boys alight from their carts, while the soldiers begin to ransack their belongings to ensure they did not find anything untoward. Looking at their bundle of weapons, the soldiers demand an explanation for the purpose of their untimely visit. Veer and Dharam introduce themselves to the unconvinced soldiers and then display their weapons to request an audience with the commander-in-chief. However, despite repeated efforts from the forlorn princes, the arrogant soldiers don't permit them entry into Gadhwar.

Out of desperation, Veer finally tests his luck by blurting out baseless claims to the dubious soldiers "but...the commander-in-chief knows us personally…he knows we're coming…he is expecting us!"

The Soldiers exclaim in unison "What!"

Dharam exclaims "What!"

Bhalla exclaims "What!"

While Dharam and Bhalla become astonished by Veer's lies, the soldiers straighten themselves and address Veer meekly "My! W...why didn't you say so? He generally visits our posting before daybreak…when he arrives, I will let him know you've arrived. You may wait at the village nearby till then..."

The soldiers let them through and then lead them into a murky village, housing only a handful of destitute residents. As they place their heavy belongings on the ground to rest under the dark shadow of a large tree, Dharam grumbles to himself; troubled by Veer's fearless false stories.

Aryanagar – Inside a humble dwelling

Within the rustic walls of a modest hut, a homely woman sits by the flickering light of a candle and excitedly wipes a crude bamboo idol of an infantile Lord Krishna. Not a trace of the day's hard work evident on her face, she hums sweetly "I worshipped you all these years. Now finally, I am handing you over to queen Nivritti. Please protect my son…"

Listening to the unceasing enthusiasm in her voice; Sakshi grins as she rubs medicine over the swollen ankles of her mother and tells her "Prayer festival… prayer festival… that is all you have been talking about…" she adds doubtfully "What difference does it make, if you pray to the idol here? You have been doing so all these years…why do you have to give it to the queen? What if she doesn't even care for it? What if she finds out the truth?"

The caring mother refutes her "Don't worry! I wouldn't tell her the truth! You know that it is customary for the idol to be worshipped at home…to protect the child. Veer was at the Gurukul so long, but now he stays at the palace; so it should be kept there! The festival is an apt occasion to hand it to the queen..." she smiles to herself, thinking about the opportunity of watching her son at close quarters "…and I wonder if I would be able to meet Veer...even for a moment..."

Gadhwar – Village near military camp, at the outskirts

Driven by thirst; Veer stands up, stretches himself and hunts around briefly for a source of water. He approaches a lady drawing water from the water well, a short distance away and requests her "May I have some water please? I am parched…" on receiving no response, he tries to make pleasant conversation with her "It is only past midnight…you are up very early…"

The lady begins walking away, as she gives him a curt reply "Fetch your water by yourself..."

Momentarily taken aback by her rudeness, Veer goes ahead and starts drawing the water till he feels an unexpected extra helping tow on the ropes. Looking at the familiar face housing a warm smile, Veer complains "Dharam…the people here are so inhospitable!"

Dharam pours the water into Veer's hands "Veer, every kingdom is different… different people….different circumstances…attitudes…we need to learn to accept that…"

Suddenly, distracted by the sounds of sharp voices, they turn around to see a group of angry soldiers rapidly coming towards them. As the ghastly group advance ahead, the alarmed Dharam and Veer watch an enormous brute sporting powerful metallic armour, step forward from the dwarfed soldiers around him.

Stopping in front of the shocked princes, the commander roars "These soldiers told me that I was expecting you…I don't know you! Why did you lie? Where are you from?"

Frowning at an anxious Bhalla and Dharam; Veer stutters, trying to think of something to say "Oh!... we are weapon merchants…we bring w…weapons…t…that…" gazing at the commander's chunky armour, he pretends "weapons that would be capable of even cutting through your armour…"

The group slowly breaks out into intimidating sniggers, while the irritated Dharam closes his eyes and hopes that Veer would not commit to any more exaggerated claims.

The commander seizes a startled Dharam by the neck "Do you know that liars are not welcome here? Especially those that dare to lie to the commander…you better prepare to die…"

His pride defied, Dharam glares at the commander and then removes each finger from his neck rebelliously, while the tall man stands stupefied by Dharam's strength. Weighing the possibility of a violent outbreak, Veer eyes the bundle and then immediately darts towards it, to pick up a handful of weapons. He walks back towards the group and wasting no time, aims the knife into a small crevice of a distant tree. He swiftly hands a knife to the commander, to distract him from his outburst at Dharam. Subtly awed by Veer's adept skills with the knives, he slowly examines the sleek blade. In a flash, the commander contests his skills by hurling the weapon at the tree.

Falling slightly short of Veers's perfect aim at the crevice; he gets enraged and tries the variety of knives in Veer's hand; one after another. After he fails to match his target at all instances, Veer eventually waves his empty hands and then indicates with his eyes, asking the commander to fetch the knives back. Shocked by Veer's intimidations, he takes a few moments to overcome his ego; before following his instructions. As predicted; the well-housed strong blades only loosen with great force, purging out small chunks of the tree trunk with them; leaving the soldiers and their commander marveling at the quality of the weapons.

Taking mighty strides back to his tent, the commander speaks up "Do you have a written contract? I would like to seal it… I need these weapons as quickly as possible…in a week…"

Watching the commander disappearing into his tent, Dharam whispers to Veer "The knife trick was very impressive! Where did you learn it?"

Thinking of his encounter with the veiled girl at the blacksmiths, Veer proudly beams in reply "Oh Dharam…that…you see… well… that is just me…"

Gadhwar - The military tent at the border

After the three royals enter the tent, Dharam gives the commander a scroll and attempts to converse with him "We will aim to please you Senapati… but…may I ask…w…why do you need them in a week?"

Receiving the scroll from Dharam, the Commander replies tersely "Oh we are marching south…" aware of the fact that he spoke too soon, he pauses; and gets back to laying out the specifics of the contract.

In an attempt to gain more information, Dharam prods him hesitantly "South? You mean Aryanagar?"

The commander looks at the inquisitive Dharam and smiles quietly, in approval. Listening to the very fact that they dreaded most being proven true; Dharam stands speechless, while Veer strives to mask his horror and silently challenges the commander "Gadhwar is a relatively small kingdom… it is very brave of you to openly declare war on Aryanagar…"

The commander laughs in reply, as he hands Veer the sealed scroll "Openly? We are not fools..."

Appalled by the increasingly disturbing facts provided by the commander, Dharam enquires with a choked voice "Not openly declaring war? You mean…you have inside help…you have help from the Aryanagar army?"

The commander nods his head reluctantly and answers "Not only the army..." he suddenly stops, perceiving that he was probably giving the merchants more information than necessary and orders them "That is enough...you may leave now...I will be waiting for the order...thank you..."

As the soldiers begin to lead them outside, Veer continues goading the commander; hoping to extract as much information as possible "Commander, you seem to have meticulously planned everything… when you meant inside help…did you meant the palace…we know the royal family of Aryanagar well…we can provide you with any information you need…"

The commander stares at Veer and inquires doubtfully "How do you know so much?"

Veer replies with a frown "We are weapon merchants… we keep an eye on all military secrets…"

The indecisive commander asks him slowly "What do you know about Rajkumar Agnivardhan and his father Jaivardhan? It was their idea…they promised to help us…"

The princes stand dumbstruck; seething in rage as the all the information that they had unearthed so far started gaining clarity. Gradually realizing how their uncle was teaming up with a rival kingdom to overthrow the current regime in Aryanagar, Veer responds numbly "We realized they had their eye on the throne… but didn't know that they would go to war against their own family…you trust such rogues, commander?"

Finally tired of their nagging questions, the commander dictates his soldiers to escort them out, while the distressed and drained brothers don't put up any resistance to the uncouth men and step out silently themselves.

Enroute Niphaud – The ride back

Bhalla clings his quivering hands tightly around the beams of the cart, as they approach the steep pass at breakneck speed. When the edge of the cart passes dangerously close to a protruding rock, Veer gasps in fear. Surveying the escalating risk, Bhalla again implores Veer to comfort the anguish and the unusual behaviour of their generally calm prince.

Ducking to avoid a branch, Veer tries reasoning repeatedly "Dharam…how much ever you tug on the reigns…the horses can only ride so fast…Please… I beg you…please give me the reigns... you are very upset Dharam… you are driving very hazardously…"

Aggrieved, Dharam yells back "We need to get to Aryanagar…to protect father… mother… Aryanagar…from Jai chacha and Agni…they are planning a war against us…"

Veer again tries to take the reigns forcibly, but Dharam refuses to give in. Blinded by the torment of betrayal and the worry for his kingdom, he unwittingly shoves Veer aside. Nudged forcefully by Dharam; Veer looses his foothold and desperately tries to hold on to the edges, but the speed of the cart shuffles his balance and the prince is hurled outside the cart. Clenching on to the wooden beams; Veer lets out a piercing scream, as he is dragged brutally by the swift conveyance. Rudely awakened from his trance, Dharam instantaneously passes the reigns over to Bhalla and lunges forward. Petrified for his brother's safety, the desperate Dharam grabs Veer's arms with all his might and grits his teeth as he pulls his brother up, inch by inch. With immense exertion, Dharam heaves Veer onto the moving cart; which is eventually restrained to a slow trot by the shaken Bhalla.

Catching up on his breath, Veer notices Dharam's guilty face and pacifies him "I am all right…I am fine…don't worry…we will start for Aryanagar as soon as we get back to Niphaud…."

After a few tense moments, Dharam quivers in remorse "Oh God…forgive me…what… if something had happened…to y…you Veer…I don't know what came over me…I couldn't accept the fact that Aryanagar was in danger from my own cousin…my own family…"

Veer places his hand around Dharam and replies supportively "Kauravas and Pandavas were also cousins Dharam! Different places...different people….different attitudes…remember? We should learn to accept that…"

Moved by Veer's counsel, Dharam reconciles himself with a pledge "Yes…Veer… I should learn to accept it...I will accept it...we will defeat their purpose...we will show the Aryanagar assembly"

Veer interrupts him "No! Don't talk to the assembly! I don't trust them now…" trying to uplift his brother, he hits Dharam's chirpily "we both are strong warriors with a strong army…we will prepare for war strategically…the only way anyone could ever defeat Aryanagar, is if Dharam and Veer were not together… and that day would never come!"

Bhalla adds sulkily "What about me? You never include me…"

With an innocent expression, Veer corrects himself "Oh yes and Balaram too…"

Amazed by his brother's affection and wise support, Dharam hugs Veer proudly.

Ciao till next Saturday 😳

OSR SAMYUKTA - Dharam Veer Part 12 - The start of an eternal friendship...Dharam...Veer...Siya...

At the rear of the Palace of Niphaud – Outside the compound wall

The subdued princes enter the empty outskirts of the capital in the primitive hours of the chilly morning; still battling with the incidents of the recent night from inundating them. Huddled in shawls, they smile at each other, in frail attempts to mask the fear in their racy hearts. Arriving at the rocky periphery around the gigantic palace compound wall, Bhalla brings the horses to a slow halt. Wasting no time, Dharam jumps off their cart to loosen the tired horses, while Veer quickly packs up all their belongings. With faint smiles, they proceed towards the compound wall to secretly get back into the palace, apprehending that the end of their small mission only meant the beginning of greater hurdles that lay ahead.

As veer is about to secure the rope ladder on the compound wall, a familiar voice startles them.

"Why not enter through the main gates…like everyone else generally does…"

Taken aback, they turn around to find the fatigued yet determined princess and her anxious friend standing there all alone at the inopportune moment. Worried by Siya's worn-out face and her untended form; devoid of her usual finesse and splendid adornments, Dharam asks her slowly "Rajkumari Siya…w…what are you doing here…now…at this hour…all alone…"

She pauses and repeats the same question cynically "What are you doing here…Rajkumar…"

Trying to avoid confrontations, Veer mumbles incoherent replies as he hastily races to secure the ladder. His hurried actions to evade explanations, ironically causes the secure rope ladder to unfasten and drop to the ground. Restraining her fluttering veil with one hand; Siya immediately darts forward to grab the ladder with the other, angering Veer who is unable to reach for it.

Marking his indifference to her, Siya mutters furiously "Rajkumar Veer! Obviously, you have to hurry now… to complete whatever your political motives are…" suppressing her tears, she turns to Dharam unhappily "You used my parent's hospitality…my mother's trust…you used Niphaud...you used an innocent girl's feelings…why be so selfish?"

Confused by her accusations, Dharam defends himself "What are you trying to imply? Rajkumari Siya… I think there has been a major misunderstanding here…"

Agonized, Siya interrupts him "If I am only a pawn for gaining control of Nipahud, then why the drama of a leisure trip to meet me…to talk to me…was all this your plan?"

Veer becomes irked by her incriminating statements and abruptly stops the seemingly stubborn girl "Rajkumari! Assume whatever you want to… you will never understand us …please just give us the rope ladder and we will leave you in peace…"

Pained by their unconcern on top of what she thinks to be heinous actions against Niphaud, she challenges them "How impudent of you! Anyway...Just remember that I would never allow anything untoward to happen to Niphaud or my family… at least as far as I am alive!"

Further to Veers's persistent stares; she carelessly throws the rope ladder back at them, which by chance strikes Dharam on his temple severely. Owing to the unforeseen hostile strike; Dharam flinches and holds his painful eyes, while Siya gasps aloud, alarmed by the result of her actions.

Filled with sympathy for his hurt sibling, Veer holds Dharam's shoulder defensively and shouts out enraged "Stop it Rajkumari Siya! Enough! How dare you hurt my brother? He has treated you with so much respect all through. We have been so patient with you all through our stay… your food…tantrums…music…meddling…insults…now you are blaming us of political moves... cheating... what not..." Dharam puts his hand up, signalling Veer to stop.

Becoming a frightful shade paler in response to Veer's outburst, Siya chokes on her tears "I saw the weapons… the scrolls… the disguises… visits to the blacksmiths….w…what about all the lies…" on seeing their speechless faces, she insists "If you don't tell me, I will have to let father know anyway, as all this seems to be a very ominous situation…"

The three boys look at each other and sigh disapprovingly, debating for a short while if they should let her know about their personal issues. Finally, Dharam unwillingly starts explaining the tense situations between Gadhwar and Aryanagar; and the reason for their planned visit to Niphaud. As Bhalla concludes their hurried justifications by convincing her that the weapons and scrolls were only props for their disguises, expressions of shock slowly begin to mask the loath on her face.

Moved by the misery in her pretty eyes; Dharam starts apologizing to her, not minding the increasing impatience on his partner's faces "I am sorry we used the selfish pretext of a trip to Niphaud to investigate… but that was only because some people from our very own palace are involved in this scandal too…" he pauses "However, we never wanted to misuse the life or feelings of anyone to do this…you have misunderstood us…this trip was never to meet you...in fact, the day I met you at the garden was the first very first time, I ever saw you!"

Gradually numbed by both the crude reality and the chilly winds fiercely battling her tresses, Siya feebly denies with her ashen lips "Please...don't lie!!!! Didn't you speak to your mother about me? Your mother even sent my mother a message with the proposal…"

The already flustered Dharam despairs "My Lord! What proposal? How could I have spoken to my mother…if I…I...had never even heard of you, Rajkumari Siya?"

Nanda endeavours to prove her lost cause by refuting them "I heard our Maharani reading the message from queen Vaidehi and it stated everything about...about you asking for Siya's hand!"

Frustrated, Veer puts his head in hands in fear of losing his sanity and utters "Oh! Another person to add to this confusion...Queen Vaidehi...may I ask who she is...If you are referring to Dharam's mother, her name is Maharani Swathi, the queen of Aryanagar!"

Not wanting to face the shame of her blunders or her wrecked image in front of the young men; Siya hopes the earth would swallow her, as she drops paralyzed onto the flat rock. Nanda starts weeping apologetically, not knowing how to rectify the irrevocable mistake caused by her. Siya begs her repentant friend to leave her alone, crouches to cover her face and sobs uncontrollably. As the three boys comprehend the misconceptions that the princess and her friends were having during their short stay at Niphaud, they begin to feel very sorry for her. Unable to leave her behind all alone in such a grief-striken state; they look at each other in despair, patiently waiting for her to reconcile herself.

After many agonizing moments, Siya takes a deep breath and opens her eyes to find them still standing there. The princess looks away and mumbles nervously "I have embarrassed myself enough …troubled you enough…I am sorry for everything….Rajkumar, you should leave now."

Concerned by her trembling stature, Dharam removes his shawl and hands it over to Nanda, to wrap around the dainty girl.

Suddenly taken aback to find herself in the warm comfort of Dharam's shawl, Siya looks at him blankly and speaks up "Rajkumar Dharam...I know you must find my behaviour puzzling…" she wipes her tears softly and continues "every girl fantasizes about her first meeting with her prince charming…the first conversations...the first moments...everything has been shattered for me..."

Realizing her torment, Dharam conceals his feelings for her; and assures her positively "Rajkumari…trust me, nothing has changed… you will meet your prince and you will still have many beautiful moments with him… I am certain of this....don't worry…"

Amazed by how the gallant Dharam suppressed his obvious feelings for the princess in order to console her; the proud Veer stares at Dharam briefly. To lighten the situation, Veer then slowly sits next to Siya to try and amuse her "I think it is better you go home now. Imagine what will happen if your mother finds out that you are missing!" as Siya becomes stunned by his suggestion, he whispers softly to her "Yes…yes...I know you are ashamed of what you did…we know you had problems…you see we had our problems too!" aware that she was watching him curiously, Veer acts as though he was pondering to himself and then addresses Siya with a deep frown "Rajkumari Siya... now...you have understood us...we understand you…you trusted us...we trust you..." The chirpy prince then looks up at the calmer Dharam with a sad expression and asks him "Does that mean we can't fight with her anymore?"

Dharam joins Veer in his sweet act with a dramatic conclusion "Oh! I don't think we can Veer! You see…we have to unfortunately call ourselves her friends now…"

Never having encountered such a tremendously touching effort to cheer her up, Siya closes her mouth like a surprised child. Unable to suppress her laughter anymore, she giggles through her tears in absolute disbelief at their act; mentally treasuring the beautiful moments. Having managed to finally make her smile, Veer silently winks at his relieved brother.

After a short while, Siya eventually musters her courage to ask Veer "The people plotting against you…are they part of your family…your relatives…do you think you will be going to w…war?"

Veer nods his head and mumbles in a low tone "Yes they are our very own cousin and uncle…"

She suddenly astounds him by exclaiming aloud "Oh my! I have to show you something now!"

The relieved expressions on the boys' faces again disappear, as they begin to fear the worst.

Niphaud – Enroute Siya's surprise…

Reluctantly following the girls on the rocky trail, the princes deliberately avoid Bhalla's glares; aware that he was annoyed at them for having yielded to her obstinate whims. Removing two obstructing twigs, Siya reacts to their rebellious groans by assuring them "I may have done many silly things in the past, but trust me...this is surely not one of them!"

Veer rubs his sleepy eyes and sighs "Don't you say that every time you do something?"

Dharam laughs at Veer's comments and makes a final attempt to ask her "Could we not come back for this later Rajkumari Siya?"

Hiding her exhaustion, the charming girl firmly refuses "No! Trust me…you have to see this...we are almost there now...hurry up...don't you have to get back to Aryanagar soon?"

Dharam replies with a false smile "Oh! Yes…yes…yes…you see...I never realized that…."

Lacking any further strength to argue with Siya; they follow her, silently lamenting all through.

Eventually tired of their lethargic moans, she swings around. In the struggle to hurry them towards her destination; she tries to pull Dharam by his hand, imagining him to be one of her friends. Rapidly realizing what she was about to do; she retracts her hand, as she notices Dharam smiling in quiet bliss at her innocent actions. The embarrassed girl turns away from Dharam's magnetic daze only to find Veer enjoying their silent interactions.

A welcome relief for Siya comes in the form of Nanda's excited voice, calling out to the group. Siya composes herself quickly and claps her hands "Please close your eyes...we are there now..." Facing her next set of silly instructions; Bhalla and Veer again moan loudly, while the fatigued Dharam advices them wisely "It will probably be faster, if you just listen to her…"

The vanquished boys shut their eyes and trample through the last stretch of the rocky trail, until they become surprised to hear the soothing sounds of trickling water. Gradually emerging through the thick woods, they open their eyes to watch a breathtaking vision below. Astonished, they observe a vast panoramic lush view surrounded on three sides by green woods and a steep cliff on the fourth. The rays of the sun rising from the cliff form beautiful patterns on the moss laden grey boulders of a beautiful temple ruin in the centre. Birds hovering around lovely floral creepers peck at two sparkling springs bubbling from the ground.

Forgetting their anxiety, the boys slowly start feeling gratified towards the princess, as she guides them through the delightful serene sight "These are the famous springs of Niphaud. I have always seen this place at sunset…but sunrise seems even more beautiful!"

Grasping the beautiful view, they slowly descend towards the water sources. Further to Siya's request to touch the water, Dharam and Veer curiously bend over to feel one of the springs and pull back their hands from the icy stream. She giggles and then asks them to touch the spring very next to it. They smirk at her childishness and then touch the water next to it, expecting it to be chilly. However; finding the geyser to be a hot spring, they become amazed by the marvel of nature. Joined by Bhalla, the thrilled boys start warming their hands with the hot water, relishing the occasional breeze spraying the tepid water on their faces.

Siya gently takes a leather pouch from the excited boys and adds "Long ago, Niphaud was under invasion. The Goddess of this temple danced on the Earth and the frightened invaders retreated. Since then... her blessings...these springs have been flowing here."

Wiping his hands, Dharam enquires "Oh! You mean there was an earthquake here?"

Siya denies innocently "No Rajkumar! The Goddess danced on the earth…"

The boys grin at her naivety, while she continues "This water helped our ancestors fight their enemies. I hope it helps you fight yours too...I didn't know if you would be able to come to Niphaud again…so I wanted to bring you here…"

Perceiving why she was so adamant about bringing them there, Bhalla and Veer smile appreciatively at her lovable nature; while Dharam becomes overwhelmed with feelings of tenderness for her affection. The group spend a few enjoyable moments at the beautiful spot till the concerned Nanda suggests that they should restart their journey towards the palace to avoid any major chaos.

Noticing Dharam's silence at Nanda's suggestions, Veer smiles at Siya "You didn't know if we would come back to Niphaud again? Something tells me we will be visiting more often than you think!"

Resuming their ascending journey the rough terrain, Siya and Nanda follow the agile boys with great effort. As Siya tries to keep up with them, her shawl suddenly slips off and she bends down to catch it. Shocked by the feel of a strong warm grip around her cold bare arm, she looks up in alarm to find the anxious face of Dharam. Not used to being touched or held in this way before, she stares at him in horror till she notices Dharam pointing towards a sharp protruding stone near her feet.

He warns the petrified girl "Be careful! You are very negligent…here, let me help you!"

Not minding her shocked expressions, the protective prince gives her his hand to help her climb the tall rock and signals with his eyes to take it. Reminded of their first meeting in the garden when he had offered her his hand, she pauses and looks at him sceptically. Eventually, she gives him her petite hand and he hauls her onto firm ground. As the prince proceeds to help Nanda, Siya eyes him in wonder and feels her bare arm softly. She becomes crimson hued and re-wraps the shawl around herself modestly, still recovering from the feeling of his strong touch.

Palace of Niphaud – Entrance

The glorious morning sees a long train of soldiers and a glowing retinue of maids surround the noble monarchs of Niphaud at the entrance of the palace. The ardent crowd patiently wait amidst all the meticulous arrangements, to bid the princes a courteous farewell to Aryanagar. Daksha's saddened face stands out from the pleasant throng as she whines to Nanda "You are very mean… you could have at least told me you were going to the springs with Rajkumar Veer…I was not even informed…"

Nands nods her head and sighs "Oh Lord Daksha! First I have to face Siya for my mistakes. Then I received a harsh scolding from my mother for not coming home! Now you…how was I to know…" she pauses, as she notices Daksha staring at the palace.

Following gala fanfare, the radiant boys majestically descend the palace steps towards their royal steeds. The queen greets them politely, thanking them for the visit; and awaits a reaction from the king. Still under the impression that his daughter was mistreated by them; the king gives them a curt bid, puzzling them. Unmindful of his strange greeting; the boys exchange formal smiles with him, before proceeding towards the palace gates. Conscious of Siya's absence, Dharam peeps back hoping to catch a last glimpse of her unsuccessfully. Restless about Siya's whereabouts; he takes a few moments, before he notices Veer walking behind him in terror. Dharam looks up and detects Daksha and Nanda rapidly approaching them with a parcel in their hand. Not minding the curious onlookers; the plump coy girl hands the parcel to Dharam, who smiles at her softly. He then pulls the nervous Veer from behind him and forces him to receive it from her.

Blushing at the embarrassed prince, Daksha confesses to Veer "I realized that you liked sweets… you repeatedly asked for it that night… so I asked my mother to prepare some for you" Veer becomes confused by her statements, as she sadly dazes into his eyes "Please do write to me regularly Rajkumar..."

Smiling affirmatively, Veer grabs the parcel from her and then swiftly drags the reluctant Dharam away from the palace.

Relieved at having left Daksha behind; Veer smiles at Dharam, only to find him scanning through the dispersing crowd behind them, in search of the missing face. Finding no sign of her anywhere; the dispirited Dharam gives up and climbs his horse silently until his attention becomes distracted by Veer's loud coughs "Dharam...can't you even search properly…" he coughs "she is watching from her window..." he coughs "upstairs…look…now"

Elated; Dharam immediately turns around and looks at the distant bedroom window to find Siya's beautiful profile, peeking curiously. As the pretty shadow hurriedly disappears from the window, the prince beams overjoyed and blushes to himself sweetly.

Never having seen Dharam so happy, both Bhalla and Veer laugh heartily and advise him "Dharam… she is adorable no doubt... but…she is childish…she can't sing... can't cook... instead of her taking care of you, it will be the other way around. We are warning you, well ahead!"

Dharam smiles in reply "That's exactly why I like her… she is so imperfectly perfect..."

He happily kicks his horse and the three lively boys ride away, camouflaged into the dust raised by the hoofs of their horses; towards the direction of their kingdom.

Enroute Aryanagar – Village of Sawai

Unheeding their lengthy travel so far; the young princes trot on their horses in the dusty village, earnestly discussing about their immediate plan of action for Aryanagar. No sooner than the exhausted Bhalla spots a water-well and a bread stall; he interrupts their serious conversation demanding for a break, and dismounts his horse to stretch out casually. The brothers look at the relaxed actions of their friend and slap their foreheads wearily. Forced to get off their horses, they accompany Bhalla to join the small queue at the well.

Waiting for the queue to minimise, Dharam observes the familiar surroundings of the village and contemplates "this place looks so deserted at night…" he whispers to Veer "I wonder if Dhruv's orphanage is close by…I would like to visit it soon…to see if it is for real…"

Veer reflects on their past meeting with Dhruv at Sawai and smiles approvingly "Yes…I genuinely appreciate his courage and tenacity. What a noble deed for the Shramik…"

He pauses as water droplets repeatedly splash on his hair and annoyed, bends over to notify the person ahead to be more cautious. However, the fazed Veer stops when he sees the girl's face.

With closed eyes; the girl bewitchingly enjoys the refreshing droplets of water, as she slowly wipes them off her face. Frowning at her worryingly familiar face; Veer stares at how the avidly splattered streams of water, trickled down her sharp enthralling features. After musing for a while, his eyes widen when he recognizes her to be the girl he met at the blacksmiths.

Gradually opening her eyes to tie her hair into a knot, she notices Veer's expressions as he takes a few slow steps back. The perplexed girl asks him "Do I know you?"

Discomforted by her presence, Veer shakes his head and then turns away to avoid her glances.

Seeing Veer lost in a strange trance, Dharam bends forward and stretches his right hand out.

She looks at Dharam's hand and corrects him "Please hold out both your hands… it is not a good sign to drink water off one hand." Dharam shrugs and follows her instructions obediently.

As he sips the water, she requests Dharam "I have to travel back to the capital. Baba and Tasha are not here yet. I am all alone and new to this place. Would you please help me?"

Trying to be gallant, Bhalla blurts out "We are going there too… you can join us…"

Joyous, the girl places the pot down and steps down from the platform gratefully "Thank you so much…my belongings are in my cart there…I will join you in no time!"

While Bhalla proceeds towards the food stall; Dharam and Veer look at each other, wishing Bhalla had not prematurely committed to this favour that would slow their journey even further. Walking back towards their horses, Veer faces the food stall in an attempt to hurry their slow friend up. By chance, he notices that the girl walking towards her cart nonchalantly steals a piece of bread from the vendor. Veer stops aghast, unable to believe his eyes.

Ciao till next Saturday 😳

OSR Samyukta Part 13 – Trust her…trust her not!

Aryanagar – Village of Sawai

Veer notices that the girl walking towards her cart nonchalantly steals a piece of bread from the vendor. He stops aghast, unable to believe his eyes. Dharam walks a few steps ahead before he turns back to observe Veer staring animatedly at the crowded food stall and signalling to the shop vendor, in order to catch his attention.

Inundated by impatient customers, the stall vendor eventually manages to notice Veer calling out to him, from a short distance away. Observing Veer frantically indicating towards the girl crossing his shop, the irked vendor misreads his actions. Unable to understand what Veer was trying to convey; he bends over to call out to the girl, who responds to his beckons by turning around and smiling sweetly.

Instantaneously softened by the effect of her riveting smile, the gruff man asks her kindly "That boy is trying to say something. He is pointing towards you. I wonder what he is trying to say!"

The lovely girl gazes at Veer, giggles and then whispers to the vendor "Oh! He? I think he is just trying to grab my attention… you know how boys are…I think I better leave now…"

As she leaves to proceed to her cart, the busy vendor becomes swayed by her claims and takes Veer to be a rich brat fooling around with him, in order to impress the beautiful girl. He frowns at Veer angrily and then ignores him to get back to his work.

Realizing that she had tricked the vendor, the fatigued Veer becomes miffed by the uncaring attitude of the vendor. He gives up and walks back to his confused brother.

Dharam patiently stands with folded hands, waiting for an explanation for his brother's funny actions. Looking at Dharam's puzzled face, Veer points in the direction of the girl and confesses "That girl…I don't know…I don't feel at ease about her riding with us… could you please tell her that we would guide her…she can proceed by herself…"

Taking the reigns of his horse, Dharam retorts "Our hero Bhalla has foolishly offered his services to her already…anyway why don't you try telling her…why should I to do the talking always?"

After a few squabbles about who should talk to her, Veer pleadingly looks at Dharam with misty innocence in his eyes. Annoyed by how Veer always managed to convince him to carry out all the uncomfortable dealings, Dharam looks away angrily and finally gives in to Veer's requests by proceeding towards the girl.

Quietly approaching the girl, Dharam stands behind her and speaks in a low hesitating tone "Would it be all right if we showed you the directions…due to a very urgent situation, we would have to ride home hastily. We might not be able to accompany you…"

She turns around to look at Dharam with a hint of disappointment in her eyes "Y…you have no idea how swiftly I can ride my cart..." watching his unmoved expression, she folds her hands naughtily "All right…guide me through the directions…a lone girl riding through deserted villages and streets in an unknown city would be capable of taking care of herself…what does it matter if some rich boys went back on their promise to help her!"

Ashamed by her implications; the courteous prince smiles uneasily and stands muted not knowing how to reply to her statements, all the while wondering if Veer should have confronted her instead.

Enroute Aryanagar

As the melodious tune of a tribal folk composition comes to an end, the girl opens her eyes and bows to the chubby boy trotting on his horse beside her. Enthralled by her gifted voice, Bhalla complements her "What an amazing singer you are… I am astounded…" he snaps his fingers "oh…yes…yes….do you know the song…the one about peacocks dancing in the rain? It's a tribal song too…"

She giggles at Bhalla's enthusiasm, as she nudges the horses to hasten her cart "I have sung all the songs I know…I don't know any songs on peacocks" her eyes slowly light up, as she adds "but I know one on a myna…"

Following Bhalla's eager approval she begins her next rendition; while the brothers stare at each other, fed-up of Bhalla's repeated requests and her never-ending folk concert.

Veer complains to Dharam "On the way to Niphaud, we had to only put up with Bhalla…now... on the way back, we have to put up with both of them…"

Feeling harassed by their companions and their seemingly slow journey, Dharam signals Veer to speed up his horses in order to maintain a distance from the noisy pair behind them. Racing ahead, Dharam is forced to speak above the girl's voice, as he admits to Veer "At this rate we will reach Aryanagar only after war breaks out" he pauses and then ascertains "I will have to divulge everything to father first thing tomorrow morning. If we frame Agni and Uncle Jaivardhan in front of the whole assembly, they would not…"

Veer sighs and stops him "Dharam…no…listen to me…please don't be hasty…don't tell the assembly…they would never believe us…with no evidence, our efforts…"

Dharam argues with his brother "Not again Veer! What do you propose to do… there is no time to hunt for evidence…if what the commander said was true, we hardly have a week…we should confront them directly and convince them somehow, as we need their approval to mobilize the army!"

Their dispute is abruptly invaded by a sweet voice behind them "Please slow down… there is a lone traveller behind you…it's not a good sign for a group to split up, while travelling together!"

Peeved by her endless requests, Veer glares at Dharam, who shrugs his shoulder and replies "Let it be… I don't think we should debate now. Let's talk about it later...at Aryanagar..."

As the retinue continue their sluggish journey back to the capital, the distrusting Veer forces Dharam to maintain a deliberate distance from her all along; while Bhalla remains enchanted by her songs and thoroughly enjoys the company of her chatter and giggles throughout.

Aryanagar - Outside the palace

Nearing the centre of the buzzing capital, the ambience gradually transforms into homeliness, as passing subjects pleasantly bow to greet their princes. Observing the celebratory atmosphere and festive preparations throughout the streets leading to the palace, the princes stare at each other in surprise. Glancing around, they smile at the excited children fluttering behind their horses, while the girl raises her eyebrows in wonder as men and women strive to put on their best behaviour in front of the young royal men.

A few yards from the external gates of the palace, Dharam and Veer halt their horses and jump off stylishly. The girl gracefully descends her cart and addresses them with an inquisitive smile "So…I had the pleasure of riding with the princes of Aryanagar…"

Bhalla replies charmingly, in genuine awe of her talent "Oh…no…it was actually our pleasure to ride with you….you entertained us so beautifully…"

She grins in reply to Bhalla's praises "Thank you sir…I am just a tribal girl from a nomadic tribe of blacksmiths… we tour cities for business. Now we are shifting to Aryanagar… My tribe will be following shortly…we were at Niphaud all these days…in fact we had a shop there…"

As she continues her introduction, Veer fears it might soon lead to the revelation about his discomforting encounter with her at Niphaud. Hoping to maintain his disguised anonymity, he interrupts her by smirking aloud "Do you always tell strangers, all about yourself…in this fashion?"

Discomforted by Veer's curt response, Dharam whispers to him angrily "You could have at least allowed her to introduce herself…"

Acknowledging his brash behaviour, the sheepish prince timidly looks up at the enticing girl and apologizes to her "I'm sorry….please continue…please do tell us your name…"

Staring at Veer, she smiles with a hint of superiority "I don't tell strangers my name…"

Unmindful of Veer's frowns, she keeps her basket on the ground and then proceeds to bow to Dharam and pay the prince her respects for having helped her out. Just as she is about to bow to him, Veer becomes wary of her intentions and immediately springs backwards; pulling Dharam along with him. While the puzzled Bhalla and Dharam stare at Veer, ashamed by his strange behaviour; the girl calmly smiles to herself.

Briefly confirming the direction she had to head in; she picks up her basket, climbs back into her cart and takes leave of the princes. Veer mulls deeply, as her cart steadily disappears into the sunset while the unhappy Dharam notices Veer's grim expressions and resents "Veer… off late, you have started behaving very strangely with girls…it has become very embarrassing…"

Not minding Dharam's complaints, Veer suddenly remembers the parcel of sweets handed over to him by Daksha and runs to their belongings to search for it. After a thorough search and finding no sign of the parcel anywhere, he speaks up triumphantly "Yes…I was right…I knew it…she steals things off people… my sweets are missing…I told you…she is a thief…"

Frightened by Veer's temper, Bhalla discloses meekly "Actually...Veer…I was hungry...so...I ate them on the way..."

The enraged Veer stares open mouthed at Bhalla for putting him in a funny predicament. Unable to relate to Veer's outburst, Dharam asks him irately "You weren't interested in them when the poor girl presented them to you at Niphaud…now suddenly you miss them…"

As Veer is about to defend himself by narrating the incident at the food stall in Sawai, they become distracted by the opening of the enormous corrugated palace gates behind them. No sooner, they find themselves unexpectedly swarmed by the delighted faces of the palace inhabitants. A large retinue of maids uniformly retreat to reveal the cheerful faces of the Aryanagar queens, treading towards them on the red carpet. Forgetting their conversation; the thrilled sons take their belongings, hand their steeds to the soldiers and run to their mothers, to receive affectionate blessings from the joyous monarchs.

Walking towards the palace following the reunion; Dharam and Veer become engrossed in the festive transformations of the palace. Noticing that the princes were not paying their entire attention to their caring barrage of questions, Maharani Swathi explains to the distracted boys "Don't look so surprised….we have organized for a massive prayer festival… tomorrow…to thank the Gods and our stars…you have successfully completed your education and are ready to take the reigns of administration now…we want you to be successful always…by the way, your father is waiting to meet you…"

Dharam briefly grins at his mother and then turns to Veer; worried about how this new occasion would only delay the opportunity of taking any action on the sinister developments that they had learnt of. Relating to what was going on in Dharam's mind, Veer silently assures his brother with his eyes and then looks ahead to conceal the same turmoil in his mind.

Ascending the steps of the palace, Veer hands over his belongings to the awaiting maids; and then reaches out for his studded dagger. Discovering it amiss from its carrier, he hurriedly searches his person and everywhere around him, only to find no sign of the expensive weapon. In a flash of realization, he remembers the girl and her playful grins when she had bowed to the princes. He stops in his tracks, as his frustrations metamorphose into a slow dumbfounded smile and he thinks to himself "Lord! How did she manage to do it?"

Palace of Nipahud – The queen's chamber

In the beautiful setting of a calm sunset, the imposing queen adorned in stately attire sits in the august chamber, facing her nervous daughter. Following numerous whispers and hushes by the glittering train of female attendants surrounding her; the queen requests all the ladies to leave the room, barring Siya's intimate friends. The stunning princess waits on the velvet couch, mentally struggling with hundreds of apprehensions crowding her mind about why her mother had summoned her.

Once the ladies exit the room, the queen adjusts her veil and speaks softly "The guests left this morning…I hope you are not upset with me for having scolded you in front of them…" she pauses "I was waiting for them to leave, so I would be able to speak to you privately…"

Hoping that her mother would not ask her anything else on the matter, Siya replies assuringly "No I am not upset mother…"

The proud mother smiles at her daughter and then takes out a scroll from behind her. Handing it over to Siya, she repeats the message in it "My friend…Queen Vaidehi of Chatarpur had sent me a message four days back" she sighs happily and continues "Her son, Rajkumar Harsh has expressed a desire to ask for your hand in marriage…"

As she accepts the scroll from her mother, Siya stares emptily; not knowing how to react to the expected news. She hesitatingly opens the scroll to find a painted portrait folded within and nervous to look at the portrait, briefly glances at her curious friends.

Looking at her daughter's hesitation, the queen advices her calmly "Chatarpur is a powerful kingdom. It would be honour for you to get married into such a family. Rajkumar Harsh will be arriving soon to meet you and you will see for yourself, what a gentleman he is. If everything works out well, we can formally proceed with the matter. You will have no idea how elated I would be…if your answer were positive…"

Respecting her mother's wishes; Siya views the portrait of the striking prince, silently striving to calm her fears about the strange situation of meeting someone in the form of a suitor again. Apprehensive about how this experience would turn out to be, she mentally prays to Lord Ganapathy to give her strength. Her eyes closed, she subconsciously remembers Dharam's words "Trust me, nothing has changed… you will meet your prince and you will still have many beautiful moments with him… I am certain of this....don't worry…"

Pacified and reassured, she opens her eyes and smiles to her mother warmly. Gladdened by Siya's approval; her mother runs to hug her, overcome with affection.

Palace of Aryanagar - Veer's waiting chamber

The early hours of the busy morning display scenes of maids rapidly pacing about the beautifully decorated palace halls in a bid to complete their tasks, in time for the rituals. Pre-occupied; Nivritti walks through the bustling corridors, meting out a set of instructions to Sunanda, before dashing into her son's room to ensure he was awake. Passing through the waiting chamber into his adjoining bedroom, she makes a quick search around the grandiose room. Failing to catch sight of him anywhere, she hurriedly walks back into the waiting chamber, until she notices a veiled girl sitting there quietly. Watching the baffled queen, the girl immediately stands up and joins her palms to offer her regards to the queen.

Curious about her presence, Nivritti asks her softly "Were you here when I went in…I am sorry I didn't notice you…" she pauses "What are you doing in Veer's chamber?"

The girl slips back her veil and replies softly "Rani…I am waiting for Rajkumar Veer…"

Amazed by how stunningly perfect her features were, Nivritti surveys her carefully and then continues "Why? Did he summon you? This early in the morning?"

The girl's reply is interrupted by the flustered queen Swathi rushing into the room, in search of her sister-in-law. Grabbing Nivritti by her hand, the queen frets anxiously "Nivritti… what are you doing here? Some of the articles that the priest had requested for, have not yet arrived…"

Swathi then notices the beautiful girl standing beside them and continues mildly "Who is she? What is she doing in Veer's waiting chamber?"

Just as Nivritti is about to speak up, the girl replies meekly "Rajkumar Veer has gone for his bath…I am waiting for his return…I have to give him something…"

Not knowing what to make of the unusual situation, the baffled queens stare at each other and break into astounded smiles. With numerous remaining errands to attend to, they ultimately leave the room murmuring gossip to each other.

In a short while, a glowing Dharam approaches Veer's room; fresh fragrance wafting around his persona, as he enters the waiting chamber. Shocked to find the familiar girl sitting there, he questions her inquiringly "What are you doing here, so early in the morning? Where is Veer? Who let you in here?"

She again stands up to bow to him and then takes out the dazzling knife to explain her presence "Yesterday this knife fell into my basket unknowingly…I am waiting for Rajkumar Veer to return, so that I could return it personally to him…I was asked to wait here."

Not trusting her entirely, a confused Dharam nods his head and smiles formally.

She then converses with him politely "Your Highness! Please don't mind me offering you counsel in this matter. However, I overheard some of your conversations yesterday on the way back from Sawai. I will mention my thoughts to Rajkumar Veer too..."

Dharam becomes increasingly troubled by her statements, while she persists "Rajkumar Dharam, I fully support you in this matter…whatever you said was right…you seem very level-headed… time and tide wait for none…if an urgent situation is coming up, any moment is the right moment to speak up…why wait to think...investigate…"

Alarmed by the fact that she knew so much, Dharam stops her "Y…you overheard all this…I can't believe it…this is a personal matter of state security…" still recovering from the fact that she was aware of everything, he orders her anxiously "We will take care of this. I forbid you to discuss this with Veer or with anyone else…where is Veer?"

She nods her head obediently and then provides him warped information about Veer's whereabouts "I think he has gone to help with some errand at the temple…I am hoping he would be back soon…"

Dharam responds sternly "No! I asked him to wait here…why would he go alone…"

She shrugs her shoulder "I'm not sure Rajkumar…I saw him go in that direction…why don't you search for him there…you would save time…the rituals are about to start…"

The confounded Dharam ponders for a while, sighs and then finally leaves the room in search of Veer.

After a brief length of time, Veer struts into his room radiating luminously as he brushes his wet hair. The moment he catches sight of the girl in his chamber, his chirpy disposition transforms into one of absolute shock. He stutters "You? Here? At this time? How did the guards grant you permission? Oh Lord! Did anyone see you here…imagine if Dharam came here… what would he think…"

She stands up and greets him with an enthralling smile "Rajkumar Dharam and the queens…well they asked you to come to the prayer festival, once you were ready…"

Veer starts panicking incoherently "They saw you here? Ma…Swathi chachi…oh Lord... no... what...would...they...think of me...no…God…"

In order to quieten the agitated prince, she takes out and hands him the high-priced weapon silently. The dazed Veer takes his weapon from her and stares at it, while she defends herself "I came here to return your knife…it fell into my basket by chance yesterday…"

Comprehending her nature, Veer smiles sarcastically "Oh yes...I can even picture how it crawled into your basket… anyway thank you so much for this…you may leave now…"

As he is about to leave, she calls out to him "Rajkumar Dharam discussed an important issue with me today…he asked me not to discuss this with anyone…not even with you!"

Perplexed by her words, Veer turns around and listens in disbelief as she speaks in a tone, contradictory to what she advised Dharam "Rajkumar Dharam might not agree…but… pertaining to your dilemma yesterday, I support you...speech is silver but silence is golden…never speak, always act…you are right…always make sure you have the evidence…and then wait for the right moment to speak…"

Unable to believe his ears, Veer mentally debates all along; trying to figure out how she knew so much and why Dharam would discuss the matter with her.

She continues supportively "Speaking at the wrong time, would only waste all efforts…"

Disturbed by the distorted information provided by her, Veer indicates with his hand to make her stop and replies bluntly "I will wait here for Dharam. He will be here any moment to join me to the temple. I will discuss this with him….thank you, for all your advice…."

Before leaving the room, she smiles at him assertively "I am telling you Rajkumar Dharam went ahead to the temple…he is attending the ceremony now…you can wait here for him if you want to…"

Veer muses to himself feeling a strange sense of inexplicable discomfort. After waiting for a long while, he eventually leaves his room to go to the temple alone; fazed by Dharam's actions.

Ciao till next saturday 😳

OMGG!! wayy better than the current storyline of DV. I am definitely saving these stories 😳 . You know what, I am gonna give you a new name now: JK Rowling 😛

OSR SAMYUKTA Part 14 - Veer meets Pari and Sakshi

Palace of Aryanagar – The palace grounds

After waiting for a long while, Veer eventually leaves his room to go to the temple alone; fazed by Dharam's actions. Nimbly arriving at the expansive palace grounds, Veer becomes dumbstruck to find the generally serene area crowded to suffocation. He takes a while to comprehend the flurry of activity and the bursts of commotion unfolding all around the vast open space. Joyous about the divine aura permeating around his palace, he listens to the reverberating hymns chanted by priests at the far end of the grounds, in the temple courtyard; where blazing fires flamed brightly in reaction to the offerings being poured in. The prince proudly observes how thousands of eager Shramiks swamping the area, were being uniformly ushered into long queues by overwhelmed soldiers; in a bid to receive the free clothes and food being distributed by the maids and palace residents.

Slowly recovering from the shock of the scale of the festival, Veer tries searching for a familiar face in the sea of people. The soldiers watch puzzled when they notice their prince agitatedly darting through the crowds and manoeuvring himself through each queue. Looking in all directions, he eventually spots his mother supervising the distribution atop a low dais and tries to wiggle out of the long queue. Unwittingly, he suddenly trips on a child that darts past him and falls on the ground in between the mob of people. Embarrassed, he sits up and brushes his clothes until he becomes taken aback to hear someone faintly whisper the words "Bless you, my son"

Looking up, he notices the beautiful face of a motherly Shramik woman with misty eyes. Spellbound by her effect on him, the ecstatic boy stares at her for a while till his attention is caught by another pretty young lady standing behind her. The woman slowly gives him her hand to help him on his feet, but their brief interaction is interrupted by soldiers rushing in to ensure their royal's safety. Warning the lady to stay away, they shove her back and try helping him up instead. Veer angrily orders the soldiers to leave him alone and then smiles at the affectionate Shramik woman, as he takes her hand to stand up.

Encountering an unaccountable sense of attachment towards them; he thanks them humbly for their help, while Sakshi and Pari fold their palms in a mark of respect to him. Veer then proceeds towards the podium; battling a strange reluctance in him, as he leaves them behind. Watching a part of their family walk away; the gladdened Sakshi holds her tearful mother supportively, while Pari thanks the Lord for finally having the joyous opportunity of having been able to personally interact with her son for a few moments.

Noticing Veer swimming through the crowd towards her, Nivritti shouts out to him "Where have you been all this while? We organized this festival so that you all could participate in it and you come late…I don't know where Dharam is either…" not giving him a chance to explain, Nivritti frantically continues "come up here Veer…quickly…I want you to distribute the clothes with your own hands…and receive everyone's blessings…"

Veer smiles and springs atop the dais to await his instructions. He is caught unaware when Nivritti suddenly grabs his hand and starts dragging him. Leading him towards a spot at the head of a large queue stacked with baskets of clothes, she hurriedly instructs him "It's simple Veer… dhotis for men…veils for girls…scarves for children… shawls for women…" she abruptly pauses when she hears the inundated Swathi calling out to her. Sighing out aloud, she addresses Veer hastily "I am sure you must have understood everything Veer …the maids will help you…don't worry…"

Just as Veer tries to reconfirm his instructions, she runs back to Swathi; leaving behind a daunted Veer to deal with throngs of people all alone. Alarmed; Veer stares at the humungous piles of clothes, the faces of numerous fervent people waiting patiently and then glares at Agni carrying out his duties with false enthusiasm. After pausing for a moment, he devotedly starts distributing the items to the grateful Shramiks with a fond smile, receiving their good wishes in return.

All through the hectic process, the worried Veer repeatedly surveys the palace grounds to search for any signs of Dharam. At one such instance; he suddenly spots the blacksmith girl lined in his queue, a short distance away. Seemingly engrossed in having pleasant conversation with some old ladies around her, the horrified Veer unwittingly observes her magnetic giggles briefly. Squirming at the thought of having to face her again, he immediately looks around for someone to hand over his duty to. He notices his mother whizzing past behind him and calls out to her "Ma... I don't want to do this...is there some other work that I could help with..."

The irritated queen turns around and scolds him "Veer...I am having so much to do... why are you so fussy.…one job and you can't even do that properly..." As the unhappy Nivritti abandons him to his misfortune, he catches Agni grinning at his predicament and frowns at him angrily.

Getting back to his duties; Veer consciously tries to avoid looking in her direction and the distracted prince starts rapidly handing out the clothes to the confused people in his queue. Aware of how she was inching closer to him in the queue, he prays for a quick end to his tribulations. After a while; unable to overcome his curiosity, he looks in her direction to ascertain where she was. By chance; she notices him reluctantly seeing her and smiles at him. Frustrated that she caught him watching her, he immediately turns away.

When her turn eventually comes, she patiently waits to be handed her veil, while Veer curtly thumps the item in her hand; not looking at her face. After a few moments, he notices her still standing there and then advices her sternly "We only give one item per person... I am sorry…I can't give you anymore free clothes...you may leave now..."

She nods her head negatively and smiles indicating to the dress in her hand with her eyes "Rajkumar...you have given me a dhoti...I shall still leave if you want me to..."

Perturbed by how everything always went wrong for him around her, he takes out two veils and thumps it in her hand stating "Here…now... happy?"

She smiles happily and nods her head inquisitively "What about the dhoti?"

Veer sighs "You can have that too..."

Just as she is about to leave, Veer muses for a moment and then calls her back. He whispers to her grimly "I... I... have to ask you something...why are you following me..."

Surprised, she puts her hand on her mouth and replies "Rajkumar, I have been standing in this queue since morning…you came here much later...so, who is following whom..."

The ladies around her overhear their sweet exchanges and start giggling lovingly "Looks like our Rajkumar is having his eye on someone now..."

She laughs sweetly and then leaves from there. The ladies start speculating about the pair; not allowing Veer any chance to defend himself. Veer gives up, not knowing how to hide his misery at his constant mishaps with her and moans to himself "Every time... every time...she is around me...I face trouble...why…if she steals...I get scolded...even Dharam trusts her over me... and now this...oh Lord...please I beg you...I never want to catch sight of her again...I will fast for one month...no one week...if you fulfil my wishes"

His disturbed thoughts are distracted as he hears the familiar grim voice of his brother behind him "So this is where you are! I have been looking for you...the entire morning!"

Surprised, Veer turns to Dharam and replies "What do you mean...you were supposed to wait for me...but you leave me alone..." handing out another dress, he whispers angrily "by the way, since when did you start discussing state problems with strangers?"

Not comprehending what Veer was trying to imply, Dharam becomes confused "What! When did I discuss my problems…anyway…Veer with regards to today's assembly…"

Their argument is abruptly interrupted by the loud noise of a silver tray clanging on the ground. They turn around to see the scattered trails of religious paraphernalia on the floor and Queen Swathi furiously staring at her royal dress stained with vermillion. Veer notices the Shramik woman who helped him in the crowd staring apologetically at Swathi, as his aunt reprimanded the pair of ladies "Why the hurry? Couldn't you be patient? You would also get your items..."

Pari apologises profusely and offers to rub the stains off with the end of her veil and clear the mess. However; Swathi just moves away angrily, refusing to listen to Sakshi's explanations for her mother's actions. As the maids eventually ask the mother and daughter to leave the area, Veer watches the whole incident; feeling immensely pained. Affected by the incident, Nivritti finally interrupts the maids and bends over to ask Pari what the matter was.

Looking at Nivritti; Pari feels a surge of gratifying emotions and takes out the bamboo idol of Lord Krishna and hands it over to her gently. Distracted by the fact that Veer was watching them, Pari looks at Veer fondly for a few instants. Receiving the bamboo idol, the baffled Nivritti observes Pari staring at Veer and then asks her "What is the matter dear lady?"

Pari turns back to Nivritti and smiles sadly "I have lost my son… now that the princes have come back from the Gurukul and that you are doing this kind deed for us Shramiks… I wanted you to have this idol in your house and worship it everyday…it is considered a very good omen for the house…and for the son's well being if done so…"

Realizing what her intentions were, Dharam, Veer, Nivritti and Swathi feel culpable and saddened for the lady. Not minding the insult, the mother and daughter bid the royal family a meek farewell and leave the palace grounds quietly, content at their few humble wishes being satisfied.

Palace of Aryanagar - The evening assembly

During the comparatively quieter evening in the beautiful corridors of the palace, Veer interrupts his brother's whispers by staring at him resentfully. The bickering duo halt near the august entrance of the pompous assembly hall, unable to reach a conclusion.

Seeing his brother's irked expressions, Dharam mumbles angrily "You are very stubborn Veer!" he looks around him and then whispers "We are going to be attacked in three days and you want me to wait patiently till you find evidence to support our claims. If you don't find anything, Aryanagar will be destroyed just because we didn't act on time!"

Veer sighs and then paces agitatedly, as he replies "This scroll hardly states anything…it's not evidence… just trust me...I will find you evidence to support our claims…if they don't believe you, then they are not going to allow Aryanagar soldiers to march towards the border, anyway…"

Noticing a few nobles approaching in their direction, Dharam waits for them to pass by and then debates with Veer "We don't have any time for all of your suggestions Veer… at least this way…we will be able to take Agni by surprise..." reflecting on the girl's advice, Dharam concludes "there is a famous saying…Time and tide waits for none…."

Veer frowns sarcastically "There is also a famous saying that actions speak louder than words…" he pauses "Dharam just don't say anything in the assembly….half those Aryavrat nobles have been bribed by Jai mama…"

Looking at Dharam's unmoved face he concludes "Fine…do whatever pleases you… I will stand by you, whatever happens to you…but if this corrupt system ends up framing you, don't tell me I didn't warn you…"

Irritated, Dharam replies angrily "If I confide in my father, he will have to repeat everything to the assembly anyway...and...Veer the system is not corrupt...it is some dishonest people…"

Not wanting to argue with Dharam anymore; Veer abruptly storms away from his brother into the room, followed closely by a fuming Dharam. Entering the majestic hall, the anxious princes are forcibly quietened, as they survey the large room filled with numerous Aryavrats engaged in conversation. The brothers bow to their king seated on his large throne and then give a curt nod to Agni and Jaivardhan, before walking to their grandiose seats.

The proceedings of the assembly begin with a few formal speeches after which; members from various departments of defence, welfare and commerce present their summaries for the fortnight. When the suggestions for budgets are being discussed, the revenue minister speaks up proudly "The treasury is flowing Maharaj. We are highly pleased that Aryanagar has started flourishing so well... especially after Rajkumar Agnivardhan has started supervising the taxes…hail Rajkumar Agnivardhan…"

The remaining nobles join him in praising Agni, while the disgusted Veer and Dharam listen helplessly to the undeserving resounding praise that their cousin was receiving.

After beaming proudly at the pleased king, Agni and Jaivardhan glance at Veer and Dharam's expressions and smirk quietly at their frustrated faces. The elated Jaivardhan then addresses the crowd gently "It is not fair that only Agni should receive all the praise. We should find out what the other princes have been up to, as well" he turns to Dharam "Dharam, would you like to let us all know what has been keeping you busy lately…"

The worried Aryavardhan looks at his son with a grim expression, waiting for him to speak up in his justification. Dharam looks at Veer's disapproving frown, sighs heavily and then announces loudly "We have been making enquiries…All this extra revenue…that everyone is so proud of… the source of this revenue is not honourable…" not minding the murmurs in the crowd, he continues confidently "Agni is misusing his power here by extorting double the taxes that are permitted… even Jai chacha is aware of all this…and this is wrong!"

Taken aback by the claims, Jaivardhan laughs hesitantly at the onlookers and then addresses Dharam "My son, you are so innocent. Did the Shramiks tell you all this? They would exaggerate their troubles anyway…they don't want to pay any taxes…they want a life of ease… I am just a strict disciplinarian…." he then faces the king humbly "Maharaj you go on your rounds regularly… do the Shramiks ever tell you anything…I think these are stories the gullible princes have heard of, during their playtime adventures…"

Pondering on the matter, Aryavardhan responds "My brother is very strict with the Shramiks, no doubt…however, how could you think of implicating your uncle of such horrible deeds?"

Deliberately avoiding Veer's wrathful glares, the discomforted Agni asks Dharam "What would we gain by all this Dharam…it's very unprofessional of you to bring out our petty personal indifferences into a formal assembly…stop lying to implicate me falsely"

Aware of how Agni was provoking them, Veer signals Dharam to remain quiet. However, unwilling to come to terms with the fact that his integrity was being questioned, Dharam retorts "Don't act ignorant Agni…all that funding is being used to bribe corrupt officials and soldiers… so that they remain quiet about all these injustices with the Shramiks…"

Unmindful of the extremely irate faces in the assembly, he continues "In fact…. Some of the money is being used to b…b… bribe soldiers from other kingdoms too!"

The grins on Jaivardhan's and Agni's face slowly give way to affright, as Dharam persists "A coup is possibly being planned against you pitaji…with the kingdom of Gadhwar…we will need to get our army ready immediately…you would have to trust me, this time…"

Veer buries his face in his hands, fearing the worst; while everyone in the room becomes shocked by the prince's serious accusations. Unable to believe his ears, Aryavardhan thunders, as the assembly of nobles watch in alarm "Dharam…stop it …do you know what you are trying to say…who are you trying to incriminate with all this…"

Feeling cornered, Dharam agitatedly turns to Veer and pleads with him to speak in his support. Staring at Dharam unhappily, Veer sighs and stands up. The throng of men listen in dread, as Veer reluctantly narrates all about the purpose of their trip to Niphaud and their discoveries at Gadhwar in the disguise of weapon merchants. After describing the conversations that had transpired with the commander-in-chief of Gadhwar, Veer stares at Agni and Jaivardhan and utters "The commander mentioned your names too…traitors…you have been involved in all this!"

Agni and Jaivardhan arduously try to hide their panic at the fact that the nosy brothers had discovered far more than they had anticipated; within their short trip to Gadhwar.

Desperate to prove his innocence, Jaivardhan roars vehemently to instigate the silenced crowd "I have known all of you for more than 20 years and this is the treatment I am receiving…" he turns to his brother despondingly "Maharaj why do you remain silent about all these false accusations on us…do you not trust me… your own brother?"

Agni's eyes widen in horror, as he watches Veer slowly remove the contract that had been sealed by the Gadhwar commander. Not knowing what the contents of the scroll were, Agni finds his pulse racing and glares at the shocked Jaivardhan.

As the scroll is passed on to the king, the appalled nobles quickly glance through the scroll, one after another; before handing it to the king. Reacting to Jaivardhan's pleas, the nobles finally start questioning the princes in unison "Where is the proof for all this? All this scroll talks about is a weapons deal by the Gadhwar commander…it doesn't say anything else or give any names!"

Listening to the noble's words, the terror in Agni's and Jaivardhan's eyes slowly fade away, as they see a ray of hope in the fact that the brothers had no tangible proof for their claims. Veer stares sadly at his brother, who continues to try and convince the king for his cause.

After going through the document, the king feels disappointed by what he considers to be his son's immaturity. Responding to the noble's accusations, he finally stands up to add his regrets "Dharam…you are accusing my men and family of planning a coup against Aryanagar in front of the assembly! I know you both for 17 years, but I know my brother for 40 years. You are asking me to trust the words of a rival commander-in-chief over my brother's…you expect me to prepare for war based on a general weapon's contract?"

Dharam replies desperately "Father…the scroll proves that we were indeed at Gadhwar …that we spoke to the commander…he clearly stated that they were marching south!"

Infuriated, the king interrupts him "Dharam! All I have is your word for it…what if they are marching south to some other kingdom…what makes you think they are declaring war on us…do you know for certain yourself…You both lied about your trip to Niphaud and entered a dangerous kingdom like Gadhwar, endangering your lives! After all that you have said, I will do my duty and alert my army in the borders… but I am not going to waste any resources by releasing any regiments…I don't want to listen to anymore of your silly boyish imaginations…If any more investigation is done in this matter, I will have you both punished, till you accept your mistakes and make up for it!"

The silenced brothers watch helplessly, as they are forced to accept their honesty fade against the forces of vice.

Palace of Aryanagar – Dharam's bedroom

Banging his fist on the wooden chest; the humiliated Dharam displays his refusal to be appeased, while Veer pursues with his conciliations. Veer toils to repeatedly suggest new venues in order to deal with their current situation, but Dharam nods his head, unconvinced. The forlorn Veer tries to comfort his hurting brother by putting his hand on his shoulder, but Dharam pushes him away and grips him by his shoulder, as he shouts back "Stop it Veer…why are you trying to pacify me now…out there, you didn't even speak up to try and convince them… you just let me stand there and be a fool for most of the time...all our hard work has been disproved…I have to remain ashamed in front of them for the rest of my life!"

Veer angrily glances at his brother's strong grip on his throbbing shoulder and mutters "Dharam you are hurting me" As Dharam gradually removes his hand, Veer retorts sarcastically "Ashamed?…you deserved it - I told you not to do this, but you didn't listen...what did you want me to say? I knew all this was going to happen…not one of them believed us!"

Tormented by Veer's comments, Dharam asks him sadly "Did I deserve all this Veer?"

Feeling bad for what he said, Veer exhales deeply to compose himself and replies "I am sorry Dharam…I didn't mean it that way…" he holds Dharam's shoulders and takes a supportive oath "I will never allow you to be ashamed in front of anyone…ever" he then proposes chirpily "Dharam, I could go to Sawai… meet this vicious Dhananjeya...do you remember the construction site near the border that Sonu had mentioned…we could find out if they are probably using that site for their illegal activities…"

Dharam puts his hand up to stop Veer "Enough of all adventures Veer…they have forbid us from doing anything further in this matter. We will not disobey their decree..."

Veer pleads with him "Give me a chance. I will find out where all the money is stashed"

The dutiful Dharam answers worriedly "The only thing we will do is to try and convince father to send as many troops as possible to the border… I cannot upset them anymore or they will never again respect us…" he pauses to look at Veer "Promise me that you will not go to Sawai…"

After a while, Veer unwillingly nods his head, in a bid to please his brother and agrees "Ok… ok I wouldn't go…" he pauses ""you are upset with me now, so I will leave you alone… I will come and talk to you tomorrow morning…don't worry as long as we are there, no one could do any harm to Aryanagar."

Veer pats him Dharam on his shoulders and then leaves the room in a sombre state.

Ciao till next Saturday 😳