Prompt: A piece on Madri?

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Madri loved her sons very much.

She also knew her twins would always fall short in front of their three older brothers.

She had heard the prophecies after all.

Her beautiful babies, so tiny still, always attached at the hip, will be overshadowed by the annals of history till the end of time.

Hidden in the gigantic shadows of the righteous Yudhishthira, the mighty Bheema and the skilled Arjuna.

But maybe in that way, they'll be protected by the anonymity, by being underestimated.

After all, the spotlight tended to expose one to a near circumambulating attack by envious rivals. All vulnerabilities laid bare for cruel exploitation

Let Kunti's three sons drown in the glorious purpose of their torrential destiny.

Her Nakula and Sahadeva will breathe free from the suffocating burden of expectations heaped on the former trio by men and Gods alike.

How wrong Madri had been.

Her beloved Ashwaneyas though being side lined as expected, their lives; so irrevocably entwined with that of the other three brothers, had only pulled them right into the midst of a hurricane of horrors.

The anonymity and ignorance had just blinded people to Nakula and Sahadeva's brilliance.

It hadn't stopped Madri's neglected sons from being thrown into the thick of a lifelong battle for justice and peace.