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(This Post dedicated to my friend panchali😊)
There are some relations in life that we chose ourselves..
These relations sometime surpass our blood relations..
We call them Friends..
Karna -
" He held my hand in
darkest corner of my life..
When people were all ruthlessly
disgracing my very presence..
He came and stood tall before those ..
Claiming me as his own..
When society abandoned...He gave refuge...
When they ridiculed...insulted...
He gave respect..."
Duryodhana-
"When surrounded with outcomes of my own deeds,
I looked around and found the one..
who stood behind selflessly..
only for me...
He became my armour..
when the ones around me
showered blessings to my enemies
to get me killed.. "
One is seen as the Anti Hero and other as Villain.. One who got into wrong path with wrong company just in urge of respect that society never gave him...the Other who got into doing wrong for fulfilling ambitions that were never his ..Misguided they were yet bonded through their fate in a sacred bond called friendship..
Karna was fighting battle with his own brothers and was fighting already knowing that he will loose and die in the end just for a friend whom he could not leave at any cost..He battled himself and came on field..as an armour to protect and keep a promise to a friend..
The other one Duryodhana- a man who perhaps never considered any relations in his life as sacred as his friendship ..for whom his ambitions overpowered ..his hatred ..overpowered even his sensibilities ,his reasoning of right and wrong... Isnt it strange that tears did came out of a heartless man for a friend..a friend who seemed more closer than anyone.. who gave him hope ..who gave him a shoulder ... He did one Dharma in his life.. and that earned him a true faithful friend in karna..
Just a small tribute to a friendship often not regarded that much..
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