
" Patni ki raksha karna pati ka dharma hota hai...aur aap Dharmaraj aap toh mujhe dyut mein hargayae..." Paanchali was screaming in anger. Yudhishthir stood in front & listened to her he had lost any right over her the day he couldn't protect her from that vile Dusshasan.
" aap pathar ki tarah kyun khadae, uttar dijiyae mujhe..." Paanchali screamed at him... " mujhe aapse kabhi uttar nahi milega, aapkae liye toh keval aapka dharma mainae rakhta hai...mein toh aapkae liye kuch bhi nahi..." saying this Paanchali just walked away from him...
" Nahi...Paanchali..." Yudhishthira woke up sweating...he looked at his surroundings they were in a small hut...it was Yudhishthir's year with Paanchali so they shared one hut & rest shared another for the nights...Paanchali was sleeping peacefully beside him her one hand around his waist holding him tightly...he had his hand around her making her head to rest on his shoulders...his hand tightened around her...he hugged her close...
" Nahi... " he whispered " Paanchali ko nahi kho sakta mein... " he stared at her serene face...he slowly untangled himself from her grip & rested her beside him & got up from their bed of grass...& walked outside...
Fresh air hit his face...but he kept walking...he got his spear from the shed...& went to the clearing near their hut...& started practicing...his each & every move contained frustration, anger, his helplessness for the situation...out of blind frustration he swung his spear in such a way that it got swayed from his hand & hit him hard on his hand...Blood started gushing out...
" AARYA... " came Paanchali's scream from behind...
PS :: Creation credit to Sohini