141. Ashwathamma, Hatata Iti Narova, Kunjrova.

                                    

                                          
"Walk Samragyi! If you truly love your son, walk towards your husband. " He called. 
My heart thudded in my chest. How was I to go now? And where was I to go now? 
" Come Samragyi? Why are you so scared now! " He jeered. I looked around, no one was there to help. 
Yudhishthir looked up midfight, his eyes dark. 
My feet shivered as I took my first step towards the man fighting... 
'Walk towards Yudhishthir sakhi. Walk'. I heard Krishn say, as he arrived, reigns in hand with Arjun on board. 
'It's exactly what I'm doing...' I thought angrily, my eyes filling with tears as I watched our side fail today. 
'You're walking towards your brother sakhi. Your husband is on the chariot'. He chastised and I looked up shook. 
'What -' I stopped short, not even halfway to my hus-no.. As per Krishn... Towards AJ. 
'Trust me Sakhi... Trust me'. He said and I frowned, nodding. 
I could see GuruDron breathe a sigh of relief, as I had begun walking. 
I turned around, walking over to the man on the horse and I saw him sigh internally, as if his life was returned to him. 
GuruDron watched, fear crippling his heart once more. 
When I walked over, the man got off the horse and gave me his hand.. All doubts were cleared. His hand... I would recognize that hand even with a blindfold. 
" This is my husband GuruDron! " I yelled out and he fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he shook with grief and agony, his howls of pain shattered my whole heart, despite falling into Yudhishthir's comforting arms. 
" I surrender my weapons. Without my son, there is nothing else to fight for. " He said, hoarsely, removing his armour and dropping his bow. 
As he sat down, in a meditative state, a furious Dhrishtadyumn sliced his head off, his anger evident, a purpose fulfilled. 
" No! " An enraged voice called, as Ashwatthama skidded into the field, his eyes dark with fear as he saw his father's severed head, eyes dark and vengeful as they looked at me. 
" You! This is because of you! I'll make sure you suffer for this! Just as I lost my father,his love and his care,your children will have to grow without their mother's love! " He screamed, pointing a shaky finger at me. 
With shaky hands he fell down, taking his father's head, reverently holding it close, the blood wetting his dhoti. 
But I couldn't care.. Anger bubbled in my throat.. 
How dare he? How dare he - 
"Sagarika.. We don't have the time. " A rational voice pulled me out of my angry spiral, as he pulled me away and we returned to the fight, leaving behind a vengeful son and his deceased father. 
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" Sagarika-" 
" I'll have to draw better flames around them and Yudhishthirrestricted only to me. No one else will enter. No one -" 
" Sagarika-" 
" I'll not fight tomorrow. I'll stay here. No I won't fight. I don't need to, Yudhishthir will stay in my eyesight-"
" Priye-" Yudhishthir attempted to stop Saag's constant pacing.