✨ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐀 ✨

Shatasringa

Third person's POV

Fatigue dwindled rapidly from Kunti, the aura had been too magnificent and pious to even make her feel so. Fragrant flowers trickled down from her locks of her on her slight movement, then tenderly resting on the infant that was closely huddled in her bosom. Those had fallen from the heavens like rain, covering the meadow in their scent and hue which were already in lush with greenery signifying the advent of spring. Her dark orbs brimmed with tears of delight, as they were epoxied upon her third son.

He was fast asleep after some cries, probably unaware of the divinities that had occurred as soon as he emerged from his mother's womb. His miniscule pointed nose exhaled breaths, making his chest heave up and down swiftly, with his diminutive palms folded near firmly. 

Having a complexion of rain soaked earth and resembling the dark clouds prepared to bestow a heavy rainfall, the hermits assembled around continuously whispered about the highly auspicious marks the son of the mighty armed Indra, Shakra possessed.

"What will you name your son, Pandu?" The husband of Kunti was too immersed in admiring his sons, instantly turned around at the assembled sages. They were huddled real close, all thronging to have a glimpse of the divine child.

"You all have graced my son with your arrival, Rishivar," Pandu ascended up with folded palms, calming his heart which would be exploding with immense joy, "The way you had predicted the name of Yudhishthir and Bheem, I would request you to do the same for my third son too." smile bloomed his lips as his eyes rested back on Pritha, who was delicately cooing the infant and brushing her lips on his forehead.

"Pandu, thi-this is unbelievable!" one of the sages interrupted, exhaling in pure delight, "Your son possesses extremely auspicious marks, look-" he faltered, while some of them nodded at each other.

"Auspicious marks?" Kunti intervened, as she rested herself on the hay which was assembled behind her as a support.

"Yes, Pritha. Auspicious marks, which are shining like silver on his body." Another one bent down to have a clearer glimpse of the huddled figure. It was true, after revealing certain parts of the infant by removing the cloth, those marks were like streaks of dazzling light, making his dark skin shine at intervals, "Seems like those mark the deeds which he will perform."

"Then Pandu, he must bear a name, which signifies the purity of his deeds, isn't it?"

"Arjun." A sage arriving from behind concluded at once, his voice having a demeanor and firmness with which he uttered the name. Kunti and Pandu exchanged amused glances with one another, joy reflecting from their resplendent faces.

'Welcome on earth again, Bhagwaan Nar.' The lush green meadows, trees, mountains, rivers and springs of Shatasringa appeared to resonate in joy.

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A/N

*Cries happy tears* 😍😍😍😍🥺🥺🥺🥺✨✨✨✨✨

So here was a prologue kind off thing 🌝✨. The next chapters, the main part of the book will have the POVs from Arjun's side.

*coughs btw* Guys, I just wanted to say that whatever you read about Arjun's POV, most of it has been my instincts, okay? So I have mixed a lot of my characteristics and emotions with Arjun so yea. You can't help it when you are doing someone's POV from first person . 😆😆😆😆

So yeah, since we obviously don't know how he actually was, his habits might be a combination of mine and whatever I could understand from the epic *grins* .

Forgive me if you feel like I couldn't do justice to his character, which I feel I really cannot! But I will try my best 🥺👉👈.  

Signing off for today~

Kiritija Nushkie.