Dhushyanth...

I felt nothing. It was my wedding day but i felt nothing. There was nothing inside of me. I felt hollow. A space which can never be filled in with. My little one, my sister is being missing for more than few months. The days were running faster and i am honestly loosing my sanity. She is there out some where but we were unable to find. I am unable to find my sister. There were no paintings of hers. She has been sold. 

SOLD. 

The rani of the Dharmasesam is been SOLD as a what ? Dasi ??

The mere thought of that made me to chop each and every Kalia's head. The one to whom she is sold is called Giridharan but the place where she was sold , she is now not there. Every turn i take comes as  a dead end. Abhaya was loosing his heart of living when he couldn't find her. But he wanted me to marry Mitra so that i will be atleast at peace. 

But what he failed to notice is i can never be at peace as my little one is not under my watch. Her smile is missing , those little commands from her , those innocent eyes turning even more innocent when she wants something from me , everything every little thing about my little one is missing because she is not with me. With her brother. 

A small hand held mine. I smiled. It was my Mitra. Turning i saw her with the love i always had. She placed her hand on my shoulder and saw me. Her eyes were red. I held her by her shoulder. 

"What happened mitra ??" i asked her. She said nothing. She just placed her head on my shoulder and started to shake a little. 

"I promise you on this day Mitra i will find my sister. Come what may. My brother gave me my happiness which is you now this is my time to give him his happiness which is my sister. Please don't cry priye. Please..." i begged her. She nodded her head. Little did i failed to notice that my sister is here in the palace for the biggest day of my life but no one knows that. 

Vaidharbhi...

Everything around me was so big. I didn't know where i am but i know i am in a palace. Dasi (workers) are always asked to come through the back doors and there were a line of women and men standing. I was one of them. It is heard that the senapathi is getting married to his love. I smiled hearing the news. Atleast someone is going to be with their love whereas me, i don't know where my love is. I know he is some where safe and sound. He will come. 

If fates were there that we have to see each other then we will meet. With that i started to do my work. We were assigned to the kitchen so I was there working cutting the vegetables. It is said that everyone in the kingdom will be served by the king but we know we dasis and dass were always an exception. I smiled myself humorlessly. Appa always said he was a part of the Darmadesam's court. But i don't know where i am currently. What if this is an enemy country ? and when i speak something like this they will kill me. It is not that i am already dead, it is just that before I die I want to see my Mukundh and Rama anna. Just a glimpse even if i couldn't speak with them. I just want to know they are all hail and healthy.

I would seriously won't complain if my Mukundh has started a family. At least he can be at peace while i am just fighting for survival. It was a four days wedding. I felt terribly tired but I couldn't say a word. The work was non stop. We should do as we were commanded. In that time I was slapped twice. I never knew that before but I came to know the Maharaj hates mistakes. We were always on the toes running to fulfill the commands of the senas.

"Dasi..." came a roaring voice making us halt for a second. We should not look at them but we have to stand when they order us. "Is the sweets done ??" he commanded us. We all nodded our head. Every sweet, every variety of food which is been ordered today was my favorite or my Mukundh's favorite. I would look at those sweets thinking how my life was and how it is now.

"Today it is from the order of Maharaj that the food would be served to the dasis and dass who were working for many days here. It is to feed you all first then the food will be served to the others" he spoke in a disgusting manner as if we were nothing but slaves who are not even humans.

We didn't know what to do or to say. They finally escorted us to the grand hall. We were been asked to stand on the last of the grand wedding. I slowly looked up with my veil on my head. There were flower hangings every where. Those enchanting smell of fresh flowers were there surrounding us. I was too tiny infront of the people around. I closed my eyes and smelled the fragrance. It was the same way Mukundh made a garland for me and placed them on my neck just to pull me to him. 

The garland was been made with jasmines and roses. They were so fresh making me to inhale so hard. It is said we should not smell the flowers as the fragrance will go and we cannot place them to eshwar as offerings. So it is always forbidden. 

But a garland was placed around my neck. I gasped and turned to see who it was. There stood a mischief face Mukundh. I narrowed my eyes to see him with my best angry face. He pulled the to him making me stumble my feet. 

"Mukundh..." i whispered while he placed a kiss on my neck and hummed in response. "Hey mahadev save this poor athma" i mumbled while the hold around my waist was suddenly tightened. He pulled me impossibly close to him as i placed my hand on his heart. His heart was beating so fast. I gasped to see him. 

"This is what you do to me priye.." he mumbled in his just woken voice. 

Hey narayan. Save me from this rakshas who does nothing but sweet talks but totally notorious. 

I was about to pull myself from him but he whined like a little child. That was as if a kid who is not more than a year old wants ladoo from his mother who has just offered to eashwar but he is looking at the ladoo before the pooja is done. 

"Mukundha..." i warned by twisting his ear but no use. He just held me tight and whined just the way he did before but now the pitch of his voice is a bit higher. I left his ear and rubbed them to ease the pain but i doubt he has one. Placing my head on his heart i sighed and placed my one arm on his chest while the other were around his waist to his shoulder. Closing my eyes i heard his steady heart beat. A nilambari i would always hear. Sighing i adjusted my head on his neck crook and enjoyed the moment and he kissed me on my head which made me smile. 

The sound of nadaswaram made me snap out from my precious memory with my Mukundh. I immediately tried hard to look at the bride and groom but i couldn't see any. I was in the corner of the darbar hall where as the event was happening in the other corner of the darbar hall. They were been showered with flowers and i smiled at them. For some unknown reason after months my heart rejoiced. It felt happy content. As if someone i know are getting married. I closed my eyes and thought of how would it be when Rama anna and Mitra getting married would be.

Chuckling i held my tears and prayed narayan for the married couple to be always happy and blessed. We were now been made to stand in a line where the food for us will be served. We were made to sit in the first row where the Maharaj will be serving us. But as always we cannot look at them. The senas has made us a proper instructions that never look up. If we do i know what will happen. Those two slaps were so perfect examples for me to not to look up. 

The leaf was full of food. My eyes burning with tears. It has been months since i have eaten. I sniffed and started to eat. It was like devamirtham (heavenly nectar) to me. I sniffed again and ate the food. 

"Hey mahadev thank you so much for the food which you have given to me today." The memories with appa, Mukundh, mitra and rama anna were attacking me like a army of people. I whimpered while stuffing my mouth with my food. My nose was running and i cleared them with my cloth. Taking few hiccups i ate but i couldn't do that any more. I miss them, i miss my family, i miss my life. I miss me. 

Without looking at anyone i stood up and ran to the kitchen and sat there and cried. I cried for everything, everything that has happened in my life. I have no one. NO one. 

"Dasi..." came a voice making me shiver. I curled myself behind the large vessel which hid me. "Life is so hard . I know. But we have to be strong to face them. Don't worry the hard times will be over and one day you will be the happiest person. I don't know why but i promise you soon your pain will be taken away from you. Is that clear little girl ??" he asked me like Rama anna would. I nodded my head and i could feel two hands on my shoulder. 

"You are not alone. Think me as your brother OK ?" he asked me and stretched a hand infront of me. I still didn't look at him. But the hand was looking so familiar. Before i could place i heard a faint noise announcing that the dass and dasi to be escorted out of the palace. I ran past the hand and joined them. But something in that voice made me calm. Rama anna will say the same. But whatever he said was nothing but false. 

I don't have anyone. I am anath (orphan). 

I am a no one. 

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Who would that mysterious person be ? Dhushyanth (Rama) or Abhayankara (Mukundh) ?? Or someone else. How was it ?? This climate is irritating me like hell. It is too damn cold and raining none stop. This is the season where we have to be very careful. 

Please take care of yourself and make sure everyone is hail and healthy in your surroundings. 

Until next update , promising you guys that will be soon. 

Your love...

Shri...