The five brothers, now standing in the northern part of the Forbidden Library, witnessed a remarkable transformation. The oppressive darkness that shrouded the forbidden area faded away, replaced by a resplendent golden mist. The atmosphere shifted dramatically, as if they had stepped into a celestial realm. The air was infused with an ethereal energy that heightened their senses.

Sahadev couldn't contain his excitement. "Now we can ask whatever we want!" he exclaimed.

Arjun, fueled by impatience and a burning desire for answers, roared, "What is our connection with Panchal Rajkumari?"

As the echoes of Arjun's question reverberated through the golden mist, a celestial voice filled the air. "Sons of Kunti, you stand in the northern sanctuary of the Forbidden Library, where the veils between mortal and divine are thin. Your connection with Panchal Rajkumari Draupadi predates this lifetime."

The celestial being materialized before them, radiating wisdom and divine energy. "In a time long past, you crossed paths with her in the celestial realms. Bonds were forged, destinies intertwined. You are not strangers; you are souls bound by an ancient cosmic dance."

Arjun, stunned by this revelation, pressed for more details. "What transpired in those celestial realms? Why are we connected to her in this mortal existence?"

The celestial being spoke with gravity, "Your destinies are entwined to bring balance to the cosmic order. The Forbidden Library holds the key to unlocking the memories of your celestial encounters. Journey through its sacred texts, and the mysteries of your connection shall be revealed."

With a nod from the celestial being, the golden mist enveloped the five brothers once again, guiding them deeper into the northern sanctum of the Forbidden Library. Determined and curious, they ventured forth, ready to unravel the ancient ties that bound them to Panchal Rajkumari Draupadi and discover the cosmic purpose that awaited them.

As the five brothers ventured deeper into the northern sanctum of the Forbidden Library, the golden mist guided them through corridors of ancient texts and celestial knowledge. Each step brought them closer to unraveling the mysteries of their connection with Panchal Rajkumari Draupadi.

As the five brothers advanced deeper into the northern sanctum of the Forbidden Library, the golden mist transformed into a pure white radiance, leading them to a central pool of celestial mist. Suspended above the mist, they beheld a breathtaking sight—a pentagon of precious stones, each glowing with ethereal light. The sapphire, representing the north, shimmered with wisdom and insight; the emerald, embodying the east, radiated strength and resilience; the diamond, positioned in the west, gleamed with cosmic insights and foresight; the ruby, symbolizing the south, pulsed with grace and diplomacy; and at the center, the pearl exuded unity and balance.

Connected by a shimmering golden thread, the stones formed a celestial pentagon, each gem aligned to a cardinal direction. The golden thread, delicately woven, held the essence of Panchal Rajkumari Draupadi, binding the destinies of the brothers in a cosmic dance.

Arjun, recognizing the significance of the gems, spoke with a sense of awe, "These stones are not just celestial symbols; they are reflections of our individual paths and destinies. The sapphire, the emerald, the diamond, the ruby, and the pearl—each tied to one of us by the golden thread."

The celestial voice resonated, affirming Arjun's realization. "Indeed, sons of Kunti. The sapphire belongs to Yudhishthira, a beacon of wisdom in the cosmic dance. The emerald is Bhima's, representing his strength and resilience. Arjun, the diamond is yours, embodying cosmic insights and foresight. Nakul, the ruby is yours, pulsating with grace and diplomacy. Sahadev, the pearl at the center symbolizes your role in maintaining unity and balance."

As the brothers touched their respective gems, the golden thread that connected them pulsed with a harmonious resonance. The celestial pentagon became a visual manifestation of their interconnected destinies, and the central pearl radiated with the essence of Draupadi, the golden thread weaving through each gem.

The celestial voice spoke with a profound resonance, "The dance of destiny is guided by the essence of Panchal Rajkumari Draupadi, who threads your paths together. 

Yudhishthira, the eldest of the brothers, couldn't help but voice his confusion. "Why her?" he asked, his brow furrowed in contemplation. "She is not our family; she is not our friend. She has no practical connection with us now. Why is she the one holding us together?"

The celestial voice responded with a resonance that echoed through the sanctum, "In your current reality, the ties may seem distant, but in the cosmic dance of destiny, she played a pivotal role in your past. Her connection to you goes beyond the bonds of family or friendship in this mortal existence."

Yudhishthira, though still puzzled, nodded in acknowledgment. "Previously, you say. What was our connection with her in those celestial realms?"

The celestial voice resonated through the sanctum with unwavering clarity. "She was your wife," it declared, leaving the brothers momentarily stunned by the revelation.

Nakul, struggling to comprehend the depth of the cosmic connection, voiced his confusion, "If she was our brother's wife, why are we all experiencing the same nightmares? What ties us to her in such a profound way?"

The celestial voice, ever calm and wise, responded, "In the celestial realms, the bonds of marriage are not bound by the limitations of mortal conventions. Your shared connection with Panchal Rajkumari Draupadi goes beyond the earthly understanding of relationships. It is a cosmic union, a reflection of the intricate dance of destiny that intertwines your souls."

The brothers, though taken aback by the revelation, felt a profound sense of unity and purpose. The celestial gems in the pentagon and the golden thread connecting them became symbols of a shared past that transcended individual identities.

"The nightmares you experience are echoes of a shared cosmic journey, where your destinies are intertwined through the sacred bond of marriage," the voice explained.

The confusion and questions echoed through the sanctum as Arjun voiced his concerns about the seemingly disconnected nature of their current lives. "If we all shared such a bond in our previous life, why are we not together in this life?" he asked, his voice barely audible.

The celestial voice responded with a clarification that added another layer of complexity. "There's a difference between the previous and the life before this. She is not your wife in the previous life but before this," leaving the brothers further perplexed.

Sahadev, known for his insightful observations, interjected, "So, does it mean the nightmares are not just illusions but incidents that truly occurred in the past? That's why we saw all the people we knew under the same name and in the same situations."

The celestial voice affirmed Sahadev's deduction with a simple "Yes."

Arjun, still seeking clarity, pressed on, "So, why is she not our wife now? Why didn't that happen in this life?"

The voice, with a tone that conveyed both patience and wisdom, replied, "The cosmic dance of destiny is intricate, and the threads of life weave in mysterious ways. The events of one life may not necessarily replicate in the next. Your current existence is shaped by the choices and circumstances that unfold in this mortal realm, influenced by the echoes of your shared past."

Bhima, the powerful and straightforward brother, sought to make sense of the cosmic complexities. "Does it mean that something went wrong, and that's why everything has changed?" he asked, his deep voice carrying a hint of concern.

The celestial voice responded in a serene tone, "Life is unpredictable. If everything happened in a planned way, there would be no thrill. Sometimes, humans need to experience distance or loss to understand the real value of something."

The brothers absorbed the wisdom in the voice's words, realizing that the cosmic dance of destiny was not always a linear and predictable path. Life's twists and turns, they understood, were essential for growth, understanding, and the evolution of the soul.

Sahadev, ever contemplative, spoke up, "So, the challenges we face and the separations we endure may serve a greater purpose in the cosmic design?"

The voice affirmed, "Indeed. The cosmic design is intricate, and every experience, whether joyous or challenging, contributes to the tapestry of your souls. Embrace the lessons, for they shape your destiny in ways that surpass mortal understanding."

Arjun, seeking more clarity, posed another question, "Does she know about this? The nightmares?"

The celestial voice responded, "I can't tell, as she is not here. I can only answer questions regarding those who have successfully entered here."

Arjun, undeterred, pressed on with his concerns, "Do we have a chance to have her again?"

The voice replied with a sense of cosmic neutrality, "That's according to her. Decisions are made according to the situation."

The brothers, realizing the limits of the celestial wisdom provided, understood that some aspects of their destiny were not entirely within their control. The mysteries of the cosmic dance held a degree of uncertainty, leaving them to navigate the intricacies of their intertwined destinies with both curiosity and acceptance.

Arjun, burdened by the weight of unanswered questions, sought to understand the reasons behind Draupadi's connection with Angraj Karna. "Was it a coincidence, or is there some other reason she chose Angraj Karna? Do they have any connection before this?" he inquired.

The celestial voice maintained its stance, "I cannot reveal that information. Answers will be given only regarding those who have successfully entered here."

Arjun, grappling with frustration and a sense of injustice, continued, "Then what was our fault that we all ended up like this, without her? Why are we all suffering like this, in endless torment?"

The celestial mist enveloped the brothers once more, transforming into a pure white screen that projected a poignant vision from the past. It unfolded like a haunting tale, revealing Draupadi's swayamvar, a moment of joy and anticipation as she garlanded Arjun with a sense of happiness, thinking of the life they would share.

However, fate took an unexpected turn. The vision portrayed their mother's command, urging the brothers to share Draupadi among themselves, each misunderstanding the situation. She, expecting Arjun to bring food, faced a stark reality as her dreams shattered. Alone in the hut, their mother's decree cast a shadow over her newfound happiness.

The vision continued, unraveling Draupadi's lonely days and sleepless nights in the jungle. She suffered in silence, her cries echoing through the vast expanse. The brothers, unaware of her plight, carried on with their lives, leaving her isolated and wounded, both physically and emotionally.

As the vision depicted her covered in bruises and wounds, her eyes red from endless tears, a sense of guilt washed over the brothers. The realization of her suffering, inflicted by circumstances beyond her control, left them heavy-hearted. The ultimate revelation struck—they were unaware of the extent of her pain, the solitude she endured, and the scars that marred her spirit.

The brothers, now witnesses to Draupadi's untold agony, stood in somber silence. The celestial mist, like a curtain falling, returned to its original state.

Yudhishthira, overwhelmed by the weight of their previous revelation, broke the tense silence. "So, we made her like that. We've never been a reason for her laughter, isn't?" he questioned, the anguish evident in his voice.

The vision shifted, and once again, the pure white mist acted as a canvas. The celestial mist responded by unveiling a series of heartwarming scenes that painted a different aspect of their shared past. Draupadi, in various moments of daily life, was seen finding joy with each of the brothers.

The five brothers witnessed a vision where Draupadi began her day watching the sunrise from her balcony and ended it by witnessing the sunset every day. Her face glowed with serenity and happiness, her laughter echoing through the quiet moments.

The mist portrayed Draupadi on her balcony, her eyes alight with a radiant sparkle as the first rays of the sun painted the sky in hues of pink and gold. The vision then transitioned to her in the evening, standing by the same balcony, watching the sun dip below the horizon, casting warm colors across the vast expanse.

Yudhishthira observed with a mix of surprise and delight as Draupadi laughed with Nakul while enjoying a horse ride. In the kitchen, she shared carefree laughter with Bhima, the sound echoing through the air. With Yudhishthira, she was seen in the study room, engaged in friendly arguments that ended in shared laughter.

The vision shifted to Sahadev's medicine room, where Draupadi and he laughed together after an accidental mix-up. Even in their mistakes, there was joy. Lastly, the celestial mist revealed a moment between Arjun and Draupadi, walking to their hut after the swayamvar, symbolizing the beginning of their marital journey.

The celestial voice, like a gentle breeze through the Forbidden Library, broke the lingering silence with a touch of celestial wisdom. "Ah, but you see, my dear sons of Kunti, you were not just witnesses to her laughter, you were the architects of those moments. Marital relationships are the cosmic dance where the threads of joy and sorrow intertwine, weaving a tapestry of shared existence."

The celestial voice, having shared its wisdom, echoed with a finality that signaled the end of the conversation. "The cosmic dance continues, my sons. Find solace in your shared laughter and face the challenges with the strength that unity brings. Now, return to the entrance of the Forbidden Library"

As the voice faded, the brothers found themselves gently guided through the intricate passages of the Forbidden Library. The celestial mist enveloped them once more, like a protective embrace, guiding them with an ethereal glow.

They walked through the mystical corridors, the gems and golden thread still resonating with the cosmic energy that bound them together. The atmosphere held a mix of reflection and anticipation as the brothers approached the entrance. The celestial mist, in its final act, unveiled a serene scene, a portal of light, reminiscent of a cosmic doorway, leading them back to the realm from whence they came.

The brothers stood at the entrance, the celestial energy lingering around them, carrying the echoes of their revelations. With a shared understanding of their intertwined destinies, they stepped through the portal, leaving the Forbidden Library behind, ready to face the cosmic challenges that lay ahead.

In the timeless realm just beyond the Forbidden Library's entrance, the brothers stood in silent acknowledgment of the profound journey they had undertaken. The weight of revelations and the cosmic wisdom they had gained hung in the air. A shared glance among them conveyed a depth of understanding that transcended words.

The darkness enveloped them, and they sensed that time had frozen during their sojourn in the Forbidden Library. The stillness around them echoed the suspended moments they had spent unraveling the mysteries of their shared past. No words were spoken, for the language of their shared experiences. They reach their chamber respectively, and reach their bed, it was too heavy for them to digest, the tiredness and memory of magical experience combined, made their eye lids heavy. In no time they slip into deep slumber.

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