KaRn'S ReVeNgE

𝐹𝒾𝒻𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃

Then I stood up from my place and took back my words and apologize to mahamahim and gladly he had accepted fast and announce that the competition is over and everyone should go home now. I could see that everyone is silent and going to their home, and i took a deep breath. And i too leaved from the arena towards my chamber.

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After this Arjun dropped his dhanush from his hands and ran towards his room. After then, all the rest pandav brothers also followed him towards his room...and they can see that the door was closed and some loud sounds are comming from his room,and they can hear that something is burning in his room....they started to panicked and started to hit the door one-by one and calling arjun to open it..but the reply didn't came...so bheem decided to kick the door,so that they can enter arjun's room.

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((And arjun started breaking all the things which was kept inside his room))

Today is a day that can never be forgotten...in my whole life,Till now this is the first time this has happened to me,I hope that it was the first and last.I don't want it again, I don't it have much will power to tolerate all these.such humiliation..ufff....i can't stop my mind to not to think about that incident again and again.All my dreams are shattered in just 1 sec,ehich i have dreamt all these years to become the best Archer of this world,Since childhood, he excelled in archery and achieved incredible feats by showcasing his skills. May be it because of my celestial and adoptive father was one of the great achers..and My pitamah...who is nearly immortal and even his guru could not defeat him.It wouldn't be wrong to say that the Acharya favoured Me even more than his son Ashwatthama, who also took lessons on archery from him. Moreover,his skills would come in handy for the future of Hastinapur, a kingdom, he treated as his own.

Once, we and gurudev visited a forest with us his students - the Kauravas and the Pandavas. There, when I, who was a little boy then, saw a dog with its mouth left wide open with arrows stuck to it. Though the dog had arrows in its mouth, there was no trace of an injury. I brought this miraculous visual to his Guru's notice, who eventually wondered who could have done it.After meeting Eklavya, Gurudev asked him to introduce himself and also reveal the name of his Guru. Eklavya said that he is the son of Hiranyadhanus of the Nishadha tribal clan, who has allegiance to the Kingdom of Magadha. And when Gurudev asked him about his Guru, Eklavya said that he learnt his lessons from him. He also showed him a sculpture made of the mud that had imprints of Gurudev, He explained that he took the consent of the statue and started learning the lessons by merely observing him.
Since Eklavya had learnt lessons from him, Gurudev expected him to give him Guru Dakshina. Therefore, he asked Eklavya to donate his thumb. And Eklavya did not think twice before cutting it off..what the sanyasi's are speaking are truth, i can't be able to lift my weapons against them even i can't think of it. My mind is going to burst out anytime, i....i just can't think about another things..these incidents are are all circling around my eyes and mind...what should I do? What...?what...?what...

And he leaned down his bed and started crying..."it was all because of me..i'm at the falt,i'm ......................he can feel someone's had broken the door,

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Bheem kicked the door open with his leg, ignoring nakul's and shahadev hue and cry, and entered the chambers. He was shocked at the sight in front of him.

Arjun's room looked like it had suffered through a violent cyclone and should be demolished since there was nothing worth saving or keeping in it. It was in complete and utter shambles. The king-sized bed was destroyed, the wood reduced to splinters with some even having traces of blood on them. The sheets were torn to shreds and the pillows and blankets deposited on the other side of the room in a big, sad mess. The luxurious armchairs were overturned, and the table was tilted to one side because one of the legs was missing. The carpeted floor was littered with the pieces of ceramic, wood, and glass that had once been extravagant and unique figurines from across the world, coveted for their intricate and seraphic designs. The curtains had been ripped off and thrown into the fireplace where they burnt, serene blue turning black.