That translates to:"Not wanting to disappoint Vrushali, that night Karna also didn't say anything to her.Karna couldn't sleep because of his restless feelings. Tomorrow, he would face Arjuna, where Krishna was the protector who could never be defeated.That night as well, a soldier from the Kauravas approached his tent and said someone had left two items for him to be given to Karna.Karna went out and found the two items to be a shining short knife and a copper pot. Both items were given to Draupadi.He took the two items and looked across to where the Pandavas' camp was, feeling an indescribable anxiety."What makes you have such a sad expression?"Karna looked towards the voice and found his wife there."You haven't slept yet?" Karna asked.Vrushali shook her head and said, "I couldn't sleep. Something makes me want to see you."Karna took a deep breath. "I also have something to tell you."Karna invited Vrushali into his tent and said, "There shouldn't be secrets between husband
Yudhisthira was forced to advance Arjuna because the damage caused by yesterday's battle was truly devastating. During Bhisma's ten days of leadership, it was reported that Bhisma killed as many as 1.27 Akshouhinis of the Pandava army, Drona, during his five days of leadership, killed 1 Akshouhinis, and Karna, who had just led for one day, killed 2.37 Akshouhinis of the Pandava army."You will not be able to kill Arjuna. He, along with Yudhisthira, defends the Dharma of truth. Meanwhile, you and Duryodhana are on the side of evil, and you will soon be destroyed," said King Shalya to Karna.All this while, Karna had been bombarded with insults by King Shalya, who actually felt deceived by Duryodhana's actions. Being the brother of Madri, Pandu's wife, he was still an uncle to the Pandavas. He leaned more towards supporting the Pandavas.Karna did not want to respond to those words and remained silent. When the war drums sounded, Arjuna's chariot sped towards him, and Shalya began to mo
“What happened?” Arjuna asked Krishna, puzzled. “Why didn’t any of my arrows reach his neck? I have aimed at him repeatedly with my arrows. It’s as if something is protecting him.”“That is Dharma,” Krishna said, gazing into the distance. “Karna continues to perform good deeds and uphold dharma, so all those virtuous acts come together to protect him from death.”“If that’s the case, what should I do to kill him?”“Wait here,” Krishna said, stopping his chariot and dismounting, walking towards Karna who was leaning helplessly against the wheel of his chariot.“The day has reached noon. It is the time when you usually worship the Sun God,” Krishna said. “Will you perform that worship this time as well?”Karna smiled, feeling his chest tight from the arrows that had pierced his lungs. “I would like to if I can.”“Then close your eyes.”As Karna followed Krishna’s command and closed his eyes, he suddenly found himself by the banks of the Ganges, right near the house of Adhiratha and Radh
The battle between Bhima and Duryodhana lasted so long. Duryodhana was seen desperately defending himself so that Bhima could not make a real attack.Not long after, Bhima swung his mace at a place that was not protected by Duryodhana at all. His groin. A startled Duryodhana tried to dodge, but the mace quickly struck into Duryodhana's inner thigh, shattering his flesh and thigh bone.In a mace battle, it is strictly forbidden to attack the lower body, let alone the groin. However, Bhima was driven by the desire to win and struck that area. Duryodhana's body immediately fell to the battlefield with blood flowing from his thigh.Duryodhana smiled and laughed, then he shouted, “Alright, I lost. How foolish I was to desire this kingdom when this world itself is false and temporary. Listen, Pandavas, I have been a good king to my people. I have been a formidable enemy to my foes. I have fought as an honest warrior to my last battle. I will die as a warrior and reach heaven, joining my fri
Under the scorching heat of the sun, the sky appeared blue, stretching wide without the presence of clouds.Dry air blew gently as a young woman's hand trembled while lifting a baby to be placed in a wooden box. The brown wooden box had its every corner sealed with wax. No tears were seen in her eyes, only fear and anxiety.The girl's face looked pale. Her parents would either exile her or even kill her with their own hands.Only if they knew she had been involved with someone enough to bear a child without marriage.She looked again at her baby, adorned with earrings and a necklace given by the baby's father.The baby's skin looked radiant. She knew this baby would grow strong, handsome, and brave like his father, who was admired by many. But she truly didn't care about the baby.She just wanted the baby out of her life. She was too young to be a mother.Her only choice was to float this baby down the Ashwanadi river, connected to the Ganges river.Strengthening her resolve, she stoo
That evening, Karna ran home and asked his mother, "Mother, am I not your child? Why do they all say I am illegitimate?"Radha left her work in the kitchen and immediately hugged Karna. "Don't listen to them, Karna. You are our child."That night, Adhiratha came home and found Karna looking sad. Radha secretly told him about what happened that evening.After dinner, Adhiratha called Karna to sit beside him. "Karna, Father will tell you about yourself. Not because we don't love you, but because Father feels you are old enough to know." Adhiratha recounted the entire story of finding him by the Ganges River, and Radha brought out the box and cloth that wrapped him when he was a baby.Karna touched the box and the smooth cloth."We may not be your biological parents," Radha said, "But our love for you is no less than a biological parent's love for their child. We love you."Adhiratha touched Karna's head. "You are Radheya—son of Radha. You are our child even though our blood does not flo
Adhiratha was surprised even though he had suspected it from the beginning. Often in recent years, he had taken Radheya to the palace where he worked to help clean the stables and repair damaged chariots.During breaks, Radheya would always look towards the knights practicing weapons with sparkling eyes. Something within him, a greater destiny, kept calling from deep within his heart."Do studying the Vedas and spirituality not interest you?" Adhiratha knew Radheya studied the Vedas and writing from a Brahmana. He and his wife could see Radheya's interest in that learning."I enjoy it just as much as I enjoy the art of horse riding that Father taught me," Radheya said, pleasing his father. "But martial arts and the art of war make me excited and thirsty to learn."Adhiratha and Radheya remained silent for a while, staring at the flowing water of the Ganges river. The chirping of birds in the forest mixed with the sound of flowing water."Father," Radheya said, bowing his head, "I know
Adhiratha tried his best for his child. On that day, the moment he had been waiting for months finally arrived.When he became the charioteer for King Dhritarashtra. Because King Dhritarashtra had many charioteers, no one knew when they would have the chance to meet him.On the journey, accompanying King Dhritarashtra around the city of Hastinapur, Adhiratha gathered his courage to speak boldly to this blind King.He was ready to be punished if his actions were too bold, but it was the only choice to support his child."Your Majesty, the generous King Dhritarashtra," said Adhiratha as he drove his chariot through the streets of Hastinapur, "I have a request that weighs heavily on my heart. May Your Majesty please listen.""Speak," replied King Dhritarashtra, slightly unaccustomed to being addressed by his charioteer."I have a son whom I obtained from the river Ganga. He has grown into a strong and brave young man. He greatly admires Your Majesty, and his aspiration is to become a war