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043 || "Kყα ƙαɾɳα ƈԋαƚι Hαιɳ ααρ, Ⴆαɳԃ ƙαɱɾҽ Mҽιɳ ԋυɱαɾҽ ʂααƚԋ?"

Hey Guys!!!!

Here is the forty- third chapter.

I don't own Mahabharat.

Happy Reading!!

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Ananya POV

The princes are returning tomorrow, the royal family is busy in the preparation. They are very happy, for obvious reasons. Bua's are working constantly to make everything perfect.

I am wearing my black knee- length off shoulder frock. I put on my Nani's necklace on along with ma's ring. I had not been wearing since last some days, I know that I am safe here but I just wasn't.



The necklace is an Amethyst one, one of it is shown as a drop and the rest of the small ones join to form a flower. It shines, because of the small diamonds surrounding the small pieces of Amethyst.



The Ring is a huge one, it has a fat diamond in the middle and two small ones beside it, while even smaller ones beside. The whole of the ring is encrusted with diamonds, it is surprisingly light weight considering the diamonds in them.



I tie my hair in a deep style, I was done with my offerings and nobody as there to disturb. I tie it calmly and completely, in some soft braids and a major strong braid.



"Devi, Ang- Raj Karn aana chah rahein hai." (Lady, Ang- Raj Karn wants permission for entry.) A Dasi informs me.

"Aane dijiye." (Let him in.) The Dasi bows and walks out.

Karn enters and I turn to him, "Kaisi lag rahin Hun?" (How am I looking)

He is silent, but his eyes are ranking over my body, maybe in any other case I would have felt bad, but it didn't feel wrong. I remember him saying, 'Humari Ananya' yesterday, so casual, so right.

"Ang- raj?" I ask, with a smirk.

"Haan? Um... Woh... aap achchi lag rahin hai." (Yes? Um... that... You are looking good.) He answers, flustered for a minute.

"Shukriya." (Thanks) I thank him, putting on my specs. I am in mood for lenses.
"Koi kaam tha?" (Did you have any work?)

"Kuch kaam nahi tha." (I had no work.) He shakes his head. "Ma aur Kaki ne wahan se bhaga Diya." (Mom and Aunt threw me out of there.)

I laugh at his answer.

"Soccha aap se hi mil lun." (So, I thought to meet you.) He shrugs.

"Achcha Kiya. Par ab Kya karna hai?" (Nice thinking. But what do we need to do now?) I ask.

"Jo aap kahien." (Whatever you say) He answers "Waise.... Aap ka har bahut sundar hai." (By the way, your necklace is very nice.)

"Meri nani ka tha." (It was of my grandmothers.) I touch the pendent looking in the mirror.

"Oh!" he says quietly. After some time, he speaks up again. "Aap roj kr tarh khush nahi lag rahin hai." (You don't look happy like the other days.)

"Aise hi, thodi der Mein main thik Ho jaungi." (Like this only, I will be fine in some while.) Ananya shrugs.

"Tumne jo pehena hai, usse Kya kehtein hai?" (What do you call the thing you are wearing?)

"Frock."

"Frog?"

"Nahi Nahi who toh mainduck hota hai, yeh F-ro-ck hai." (No. no. that is 'Frog', this is F-ro-ck.) I dissemble the word, laughing.

"Frog maindack to kehtein hai. Aur isse Frock." (This is Frock.)

"Yep."

"Aur kal jo pehena tha?" (And the one you were wearing yesterday.)

"Pant- shirt."

"Pat- shirt?"

"Pan-t"

"Pant?"

"Bhadiya." (Good) I smile and he returns it.

Suddenly, I get an idea. "Aapko kuch karne ke liye hai?" (Do you have to do anything?)

"Nahi" (Nope)

"Mere pass hai." (I do.) I smirk, walking to the door.

"Dasi." (Maid.)

"Ji Devi" (Yes, lady.)

"Hume ek Prahar ke liye tang na karein. Jab tak ki Bua Gandhari ya Bua Kunti nahi bulayien." (Don't disturb us for 3 hours, until its Aunt Gandhari or Kunti.)

"Jasi aapki ichcha, Devi." (As you wish, lady.) She bows her head.

"Dhanyavad." (Thank you.) I thank walking in the room, closing the door behind me.
Karn's eyes follow me as I draw curtains on the windows.

"Kya karna chati Hain aap, band kamre Mein humare saath?" (What do you want to do with me, in a closed room?) Karn asks.

I frown at him, "Aap Kaliyuga se pakka nahi Ho na?" (You surely aren't from Kaliyuga, right?)
He laughs it off.

I walk to my bag and pull out my laptop. Switching it on, in a swift motion.

"Yeh Kya hai?" (What is this?)

"Laptop" Karn silently observes me as I set the Wi- fi up in my laptop, using my mobile data.

"Yeh Kya chal raha hai?" (What is going on?) he asks.

"aapne natak dekhi hain?" (Have you seen plays?) I ask

"Haan" (Yes)

"Bhadiya." (Good.)

"Kya kar rahi Ho tum?" (What are you doing?) he asks again.

"Hum ek natak dekhenge." (We are going to see a play.) I answer.

"Par kaise?" (But how?) he looks completely confused and lost.

"Maine aap log ko photo dikhaya tha na?" (I had shown you guys photo, right?)

"Haan" (Yes.)

"Vaise hi video banta hai, jis mein, Avaj aur aap jo kar rahein hai who bhi aata hai." (Same way a video is made, in which, voice as well as whatever you are doing can also be seen.) I explain.
"Toh abhi hum who natak ka video dekhenge." (So, right now we are going to see the video.)

"Video?"

"Haan." (Yes.) I nod.

"Aaram se baithye." (Relax as you sit.) I instruct him. Both of us sit down on the bed, shoulder to shoulder and I place the laptop in front of us.

"Ab main isse chalaungi toh, hum who natak dekhenge. Theek hai?" (Now, when I will play this, we will see the play, ok?)

He nods in answer. "Ek minute, hum Kya dekh rahein hai?" (One minute, what are we seeing?)

I smirk, "Ramayana. Nam toh suna huga?" (Ramayana, you must have heard the name?)

"Haan suna hai." (Yes, I have heard.) He answers and I control my laugh as I turn the video on, going in to full screen mode.

The screen started with the song of Ram- Chalit Manas. I started to sing with it, softly but I did. I love this song. He stares at me, slowly shaking his head with the music.

"Wah!" (Wow!) Karn exclaims seeing the beginning of the Ramayana where in all the gods go to Lord Vishnu, to ask his help, to defeat the Rakshasa King Ravan.

He goes all excited and leans towards the laptop, but to dis- appoint him I pull him back. He pouts at me but I simply hold him back, to where I am sitting, beside me. Winding my arm around his to make sure he sits back, he huffs when I keep my head on his shoulder, and stays back letting me rest my head on his shoulder.

He was dressed lightly just like yesterday, and I was thankful of it, or else it would have pocked me in the head.
As the episode proceeds, he places his head, on top of mine. It feels nice. 



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