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Here is the 74th chapter.

I don't own Mahabharat.

I am sorry. I know it is not acceptable but I am still sorry.
I had some family emergency.  

I will update again soon.

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Karn POV

After the puja, and all sorts of ruckus things we were ready to leave at last. We did some havan, some other ritual and all. The people involved in these rituals were my brothers, her brothers and my parent- in- laws.
There was a small ritual left and after which we could leave. She had to do a ritual where in a she would return the favor of her parents, raising her.

Ananya walked to the gate of the palace with me, while the rest of them follow us. When we reach the gate, Mata Devaki stands there with a plate of rice in her hands. There is a red cloth in Balram's hand, he would be involved in the ritual majorly.

Ananya takes handful of rice in her palms and Balram stands behind her as she throws the rice behind herself, mostly land in the cloth in Balram's hand. She does it a few times, before we are ready to leave.
Tears constantly flow through the families' eyes as they bid Ananya goodbye and vice versa.

She hugged Krishna at last, even though he was going with us, she was going to bid her brother here, there he would be her brother- in- law.
He handed her a thing wrapped in red cloth. She unwrapped it and there was an idol, of Lord Vishnu, the four hands one.

While walking to me, he handed a smaller thing, I looked at him curiously, he just smiled. Shaking my head, I undid the cloth and sitting in between of the cloth was a Sphatik Shivling. I looked at Krishna in awe, these were very rare, I have never seen one before, only heard about them.

Bidding all of them, I climb onto the Rath and raise Ananya on to it too. While Arjun sits in front of us. He will be the Charioteer for this trip.
Nakul, Sehdev, Krishna and Balram will travel around us on their horses.

I hear Ananya sniffling, so I wrap my hands around her and she turns to me, her head on my shoulder as her hands stay wrapped around the idol, enveloped in her saree, on her lap.

For some while she stays in my embrace and I rub circles on her back. My brothers, all of them, pass me smirks. Such bastards.

Suddenly, she sits back, glancing around, I realized her eyes must have gone to some idiot brother of mine. She smiles shyly up at me before gazing down at her idol, she got.

"Aur Jyeshta Bhrata, kaal ki nind kaisi thi?" (And eldest brother, how was your sleep last night?) Nakul asks in a teasing tone.

I raise an eyebrow at him. "Kuch jyada nahi Ho raha hai?" (Isn't this too much?)

"Nahi toh." (Not at all.) He smirks.

"Aur Nakul, Karenumati kaisi hai?" (And Nakul, how is Karenumati?) Ananya questions.

Nakul splutters while Sehdev asks, "Karenumati?"

"Yeh... Yeh... Kya keh... rahi Hain... aap Bhabhi shree?" (What... what... are you... taking about, Bhabhi shree?) Nakul stutters.

"Aye yaar, mujhe Bhabhi shree na bulao." (Hey man, don't call me Bhabhi shree.) Ananya frowns.

"Toh Kya bulayenge?" (So, what will we call you?) Arjun asks.

"Srif Bhabhi. Bhabhi shree bulaoge, toh lagta hai main 50 saal ki Hun." (Only sister- in- law. If you call me Bhabhi shree, I feel like I am 50- year- old) Ananya makes a disgusted face.

"Par woh toh niradarpurn hoga." (But that would be disrespectful.) Sehdev says.

"Main keh rahin Hun, toh kaise niradarpurn Hua?" (If I am saying that, how will it be disrespectful?) Ananya questions.

"Hum aapko Bhabhi- maa bula letein Hain, akhir Bhabhi ma ka hi toh Swaroop hoti hai." (We will call you, Bhabhi- ma, after all Bhabhi is a form of mom.) Arjun suggests.

"Lekin khali Bhabhi bulane Mein behd dikat hoti Hain na?" (But there is a problem in calling me only Bhabhi, right?) Ananya shakes her head. "Chalo, bulalo Bhabhi ma." (Ok fine, call me Bhabhi ma.)

"Are koi is par dhanya nahi dega ki Nakul kisi Karenumati ko janta hai?" (And nobody is going to pay attention to the point that Nakul knows a Karenumati?) Krishna questions with a mischievous smile.

"Kon hai yeh Karenumati, Krishna?" (Who is this Karenumati, Krishna?) I ask.

"Chedi ki Raj- Kumari" (Princess of Chedi) Balram answers to my question, when Krishna doesn't.

"Chedi ke Raja Sishupal toh app ke chachere bhai Hain na, Madhav?" (The king of Chedi, King Sishupal is your paternal cousin right, Madhav?) Arjun asks.

"Kya hume uske bare Mein baat nahi kar saktein hai?" (Can we not talk about him, please?) Ananya makes an exasperated face.

"Kyun?" (Why?) Sehdev asks.

"Bas meri marzi." (Just my wish.) Ananya shrugs.

"Koi toh baat hai." (There is something.) Sehdev says.

"Bas Mujhe usse nafrat hai" (I just hate him.) she shrugs again.
"Sarelu kahin ka." (Idiotic guy.) She huffs.

Oh! God, This side of hers, again. She looks so dam cute. I like it.
She had been commenting like this when we were watching Ramayana Manthra part too. It was bloody awesome.

"Woh toh sahi kaha aapne, Bhabhi ma." (You are right about that, Bhabhi ma.) Nakul agrees.

"Usse chodo, yeh batao hum kitni der Mein pahuchenge?" (Leave that, tell me how much time is left for us in reaching Hastinapur?) Ananya asks.

"Aapko kiss baat ki jaldi hai, Bhabhi ma?" (Why are you in so much hurry?)

"Meri Kamar tut rahi hai, Kal bhi baithaye rakh, aur ab bhi baithaiyega?" (My back is breaking, I was sitting yesterday, and now also I am seated.) Ananya explains, us.

We have been travelling since sometime, now, we were about to reach Hastinapur. We have chatted for some while, few things here and few things there. Laughed the time away.

"Hum Hastinapur ke dwar ko padhar Rhein Hain." (We are about to reach the gates of Hastinapur?) Arjun says.

"Akhir kar, hum pahunch Gaye." (At last, we are here.) Ananya sighs in relief.

"Aapko pareshani hui, iske liye Kshama, Bhabhi ma." (You had to go through, some trouble, sorry for that.) Sehdev folds his hands.

Ananya pulls that folded hand away, "Kshama ma se nahi mangte." (You don't apologise from your mom.)
"Waise bhi Mujhe koi pareshani nahi hui." (Over that, I didn't go through any trouble.) Smiling Sehdev nods in understanding.

Ananya corrects her saree and her Dupatta. Ensuring that the idol is completely wrapped in her dupatta. I move my hand, with the Shivling towards her. She takes a look at it and shakes her head.
I remember the incident she told me and I instantly retreat my hand, smiling at her apologetically. She returns a tight lipped one.

"Koi baat nahi" (No problem.) I whisper to her. "Hume yaad agaya. Kshama." (I have remembered, sorry.)

"Kshama, ki koi zarrorat nahi hai." (Sorry, isn't required.) She smiles at me.

"Ang- Raj Karn ki Jai! Kaunteya Kumar Radheya Karn Ki Jai!" (Long live Ang-Raj! Long Live Kaunteya's son Radheya Karn!) Cries start to echo all around us.

"Ang- Rani Ki Jai." (Long live Ang- Rani!)
The cries continued, getting louder and louder.

We smiled at them waving at the people around us.  

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How was it?

Vidai is done!
I think we used the tissue to wipe our screen 😬 🙄

We have Karenumati here, do you think something will happen in near future?

Bhabhi shree, I find the word do formal. So, we changed it to Bhabhi Ma! 🎉✨

 Ang- Raj and Ang- Rani, have reached Hastinapur.  

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