Sanhita Oin→Prativindhya
A heart touching message to Prativindhya from Sanhita_Oin...
To
The eldest Upapandav
Prativindhya,
Prince, I choose to write letter to you because— knowing your identity, still you remain unknown to me and us. We got your identity as the heroic son of Yudhishthir and Draupadi, still we never come across a single conversation with your parents. We don't know how you talk or how much you are emotionally attached with your family members. We doesn't even read a single sentence on your voice directly or indirectly.
Being the son of righteous eldest Pandav , Yudhisthir and Yagyaseni Draupadi— , still you remain in the cluster of the character clouds. Maybe your parents were well concerned about you so that their sufferings can't create a scratch on you. They tried hard to shield you from the evil eyes. Yes, they love you a lot, that's why in her first boon on the Dyutsabha, she spoke about maintaining your honor, she doesn't want your honor to get attack. Pandavas let you live in Panchal, not with them in the exile, as they might not wanted to rupture your childhood in the woods just like them. They wanted to provide every facilities to you five brothers.
But Prativindhya, we all can understand it was not a easy thing, especially for you. Having four young brother is a great duty, which was well known to your father as he did it once. But, I think, in this guardiancy, you are no less than your father. In the age your father along with his siblings faced the parental loss, in that age you and your toddler siblings faced separation from your parents. It's unsaid, but it is not hidden from our heart that you had taken the responsibility of your brothers as a mental, physical and emotional support. In the age your father became guardian and started facing conspiracy, in that age you jumped down into the war in against those conspires. And Prince Prativindhya, you maintained this responsibility till your last breath.
The night, Aswatthama attacked your sleeping camp, you were the one who came first to face him as a shield of your brother. Not only your brother, you became the shield of your father too, when he faced Drona and proved yourself as a great warrior in front of him. Pandavas, especially your father Yudhisthir and your mother Draupadi became unconscious after hearing your death. He cried a lot for you and your brothers. And your voice was the one among those voices, which makes Yudhithir's mind to stay in hell.
It is said that you used to look exactly like Samrat Yudhisthir. And your skilled showed the blood of Yudhisthir flowing through your vein. Your warrior feature make us visualise the flesh of Draupadi on your body. Maybe your glory was becoming too heavy to bear, that's why, the way Agni abandoned the foetus of Kartikeya into the lap of Ganga, in the similar way, your body abandoned your life in the hand of your celestial grandfather.
Though the glory of Pandavas shine as Himalaya— as the crown of Bharat, still, your sacrifice is immovable under the canopy of mountain Vindhyachal— in the heart of Bharat.
By—
A Mahabharat Lover,
Sanhita_Oin
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