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అభిమన్యుడిని శ్రీకృష్ణుడు ఎందుకు కాపాడలేదు? | Why didn't Krishna save Abhimanyu in Mahabharata...
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*Arjun flirting with Subhadra in Dwarka*
Arjun: I have a huge crush on you.
Arjun: Very big.
Subhadra: Awww-
Arjun: Like a dinosaur.
Subhadra:
Arjun: Rawr :3
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Something on Arjuna and Subhadra? If you are taking requests from the Mahabharata, that is. ✨️
Subhadra was numb.
Subhadra sat motionless, her heart frozen in a numbing ache that seemed to paralyze her very soul. Before her, Abhimanyu's lifeless body lay on the battlefield, covered with a thin shroud that could barely contain the evidence of his valiant struggle. The scent of the earth, now tinged with the iron tang of blood, clung to the air, mingling with the smoke and ashes of war. But Subhadra's senses were dulled; all she could perceive was the stillness of her son’s form, the same body she had cradled as a baby, now cold and unyielding.
Her gaze drifted over Abhimanyu's face, and in that lifeless visage, she saw not the warrior who had been felled in the thick of battle, but the child who once played in the courtyards of Indraprastha, laughing with boundless joy. She remembered how he would run to her, his tiny feet pattering on the marble floors, his voice a melody that called her "Maa!." How he had clung to her sari, his little hands tugging as he demanded to be picked up. The memory brought a faint smile to her lips, though it was more of a reflex than a true expression of emotion, for the weight of her grief was too heavy to allow any genuine feeling.
Subhadra recalled the countless nights she had spent telling him stories of heroes and kings, his young eyes wide with wonder. How he would gaze at her, asking if he, too, could be a great warrior like his father, Arjuna. "Yes, my son," she would say, brushing back the curls from his forehead. "You will be the bravest of them all." But now, those words seemed hollow, almost cruel, as she sat before the silent proof of his bravery.
Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision as she remembered the day Abhimanyu had taken up arms for the first time, the pride she had felt mingled with a mother's fear. She had blessed him with trembling hands, whispering prayers for his safety. He had smiled at her then, that same radiant smile that always managed to soothe her worries, and promised to return victorious. But now, that promise lay shattered like the remnants of the battlefield.
Subhadra's mind then turned to her elder Brother, her dear Dau, Balarama and her elder Brother Vasudeva Krishna, who had trained her and Arjuna's son in the arts of war, guiding him with the same discipline and care he had shown to his own brothers. Krishna had been both mentor and a father figure of immense strength and wisdom in Abhimanyu's eyes. She had often watched them train together, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. Baldau and Krishna had been preparing him for greatness, but not for this. Never for this.
Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps approaching. She looked up to see Arjuna, his face twisted in a mask of rage and grief, his eyes burning with a fury she had never seen before. He marched toward her, his steps heavy with purpose, his hand clenched tightly around the hilt of his sword.
"Jayadratha," he hissed, the name seething through clenched teeth. "I will avenge our son. He will not escape my wrath."
Subhadra felt a surge of fear for her husband, knowing that the fury in his heart could drive him to his own destruction. But before she could speak, before she could reach out to him, Arjuna had already turned away, his focus singular, his resolve unshakable.
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The heavy silence of the night hung over the tent as Subhadra and Arjuna sat together, each lost in their own grief. The dim light of the oil lamp flickered, casting long shadows on the walls, but neither of them noticed. Subhadra's eyes were red-rimmed, her tears long since dried up, but her heart ached with a pain that was too deep for words. Across from her, Arjuna sat with his head bowed, his hands clenched into fists as he struggled to contain the storm of emotions raging within him.
For a long time, neither spoke. The weight of their shared loss pressed down on them, making the air in the tent feel thick and oppressive. Subhadra could see the strain in her husband's posture, the way his shoulders were hunched as if carrying the weight of the world. She wanted to reach out to him, to offer comfort, but she hesitated, unsure of how to bridge the chasm of grief that separated them.
Finally, Arjuna broke the silence, his voice hoarse and trembling. "I failed him, Subhadra. I failed our son." His words were laced with self-recrimination, each syllable heavy with the burden of guilt. "I wasn't there when he needed me the most. I couldn’t protect him… my own flesh and blood."
Subhadra's heart twisted at the pain in his voice. She knew the depth of his anguish, knew how much Arjuna had loved Abhimanyu, even if circumstances had kept them apart for much of their lives. She herself had often felt the sting of Arjuna's absence during those long years of exile, raising their son alone, but she had always reassured herself with the thought that one day, they would be reunited as a family. Now, that hope was shattered, and all that remained was the cruel reality of their loss.
"Arjuna," Subhadra began softly, her voice gentle but firm, "you cannot blame yourself for what happened. Abhimanyu was a warrior, just like you. He knew the risks, and he fought bravely, with all the skill and courage you taught him." She reached out, placing a hand on his, her touch warm and steady. "You gave him the strength to face the world. You made him the man he was."
Arjuna shook his head, his expression twisted in grief. "But I wasn't there, Subhadra. I didn’t see him grow up, didn’t guide him as a father should. I was away, fighting battles far from home, while our son… our son was left to fend for himself." His voice broke, and he looked away, unable to meet her gaze.
Subhadra felt her own tears threatening to spill over again, but she fought them back, knowing that she needed to be strong for him. "We did what we could, Arjuna," she said, her tone resolute. "We cannot change what has happened. But Abhimanyu would not want you to be consumed by guilt. He would want you to honor his memory, to continue fighting for what is right."
Arjuna’s face hardened as he met her eyes, the sorrow giving way to a fierce resolve. "Jayadratha," he spat, the name dripping with venom. "It was he who blocked the way, who ensured that our son was trapped, surrounded, and slaughtered like an animal. I will not rest until I have avenged Abhimanyu’s death."
Subhadra nodded, recognizing the fire in his eyes. "Then do what you must, Arjuna. But remember, you are not alone in this. I am with you, always."
Arjuna took a deep breath, steeling himself for what lay ahead. "I swear, Subhadra," he vowed, his voice low and intense, "before the sun sets tomorrow, I will kill Jayadratha. And if I fail… I will enter the fire myself. I will not return to you without fulfilling this oath."
Subhadra felt a cold dread settle in her chest at his words, but she knew there was no stopping him now. She could only pray that the gods would grant him the strength to succeed, for the thought of losing him as well was more than she could bear.
As Arjuna stood and prepared to leave, Subhadra rose with him, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. "Come back to me, Arjuna," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Come back to me."
Arjuna held her close, his grip fierce as if drawing strength from her. "I will, Subhadra," he promised, his voice softening for a moment. "I will return, and I will make sure that our son's sacrifice is not in vain."
With one last, lingering glance, Arjuna turned and walked out of the tent, leaving Subhadra standing alone, her heart heavy with a mixture of fear and hope. She watched him go, silently praying for his safety, even as she knew that tonight will be the last night Jayadratha will laugh and celebrate his victory which burned her whole world.
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All the people calling Arjuna-Subhadra's marriage as incestuous as they're cousins should note that it's exactly why we have the system of gotra. They both had different ones (no shit) and hence their union isn't problematic (the gotra concept came up as people with same gotra tend to have too similar dna because of shared ancestor. If not adhered to this custom, marriage in the same gotra causes biological issues in the offspring). Arjuna's mom Kunti is Subhadra's paternal aunt— not maternal. They're cross-cousins, not parallel ones. They're sure to have some matching dna but not too the extent that it would cause issues (my lad Abhimanyu is fine and dandy). Now, would you object to Kanha-Shri Mitravinda and Kanha-Shri Bhadra's marriage? (Both of the pairs had around 20 children in total, all of them which are mentioned to be equal to their dad in prowess in the Harivamsha. So . . . )
#Arjuna#Krishna#krishnablr#gopiblr#subhadra#hindublr#Mahabharata#my gotra is vashishtha#where my shared gotra bros and sisters at?
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How I imagine Arjun’s wives to look like.
Draupadi, The Fiery Princess of Panchala.
Uloopi, Nagi of vehemence.
Chitrangada, Warrior princess of Manipur.
(+ muscles)
Subhadra, Goddess of holiness.
(More tanner skin, + wears pastel clothes)
#hinduism#hindu mythology#desiblr#mahabharata#mahabharat#arjun#arjuna#draupadi#uloopi#ulupi#Chitrangada#Subhadra#desi#hindu myths#shakti#devi#shaktism#face#face claims
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Even as a child, Uttaraa's eyes had been laden with dreams. Dreams of a family filled with love and life and laughter, of a world colored in shades of joy, of anklets ringing with the heaven's tunes, of dreams dreamt with rose colored lenses.
She had seen those dreams come to life in her brothers' roaring laughter while they sparred, in the twinkle in her parents' eyes while they spoke, in the elegance of her teacher's steps, in the endless pampering of her in- laws, in the the tenderness of her husband's voice as he whispered her name, in the euphoria of a child moving inside of herself.
And then, she had held the pieces of her shattered dreams in her hands and looked on at a world devoid of all colors that still reeked of death and she had wept. She had wept till the child that was supposed to have died in her womb had screamed himself hoarse and all of a sudden, colors had filled into her world.
They were muted and dull and nowhere near as vivid as the ones she had dreamt of, but they were colors nonetheless. And for now, they were enough.
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MAHABHARAT THEATER!AU FIC
Chapter 7 is up!
Excerpt:
[Arjuna] catches up to Karna at the landing and together, they make their way down the hallway. The smoke is somehow worse this time around, and every step feels like the last. There’s no sniping – neither of them have the breath to spare, but they keep throwing dirty glances at each other. The fire, instead of dying down, has grown even bigger, and little flakes of ash and wood float about in the air. Karna peers into one of the rooms on the left, and Arjuna hears him wince. The door has collapsed, and a bar of wood burns diagonally across, making it impossible to get inside. Arjuna pokes his head behind Karna’s shoulder, waits for his stinging eyes to adjust. Through the pall of smoke, he makes out a prone figure sprawled on the ground, clad in white.
#hindu mythology#mahabharat#mahabharata#krishna#karna#duryodhana#arjuna#yudhisthira#bhima#bheema#nakula#subhadra#sahadeva#ashwatthama#dushala#dushashana#kunti#theatre!au#fic#birthday fic#boo writes
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how i imagine arjun's relationship was with subhadra:
Tbh I believe they're both shy like really shy. Like they can't look at each other without giggling. Arjun always looks after Subhadra. He makes sure she has everything she needs, always. When Arjun found Subhadra likes reading poetry he brought poetry books from everywhere he can for her. He sometimes writes poetry for Subhadra. He's not the best poet but Subhadra keeps his collection under her pillow and reads them every night. Sometimes they both take strolls in the garden together but they never stand too close. Once they did, their hands brushed against each other and they both backed away so fast. Subhadra has specific flowers she adores in the garden that she personally looks after. When Subhadra goes to Dwarka, Arjun sits by those flowers while missing Subhadra. And when Arjun is away, Subhadra sits by his bow and arrows waiting for her beloved to return. I just think they're a really really cute couple.
This was a request by someone im so sorry it took me long to write i've been busy 😭
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Manifesting Sriya Reddy as Draupadi in the upcoming Palace of Illusions movie. This goddess got both the acting chops and the looks, Suzhal bears testament. Divine powers, please let it happen. Please
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Arjuna's consorts!
#mahabharata#mahabharat#arjuna#arjun#mahabharatam#itihasa#sanskrit#hinduism#hindu art#phd#phd student#phd thesis#subhadra#draupadi#ulupi#chitrangada#bhagavad gita#bhagavadgita#krishna#yajnaseni
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How i think Mahabharat ppl text Pt.1 :
➪ KRISHNA
- sends most random texts at most random times
- wants u to reply fast
- doesn't replies fast himself tho
- sends selfies of himself with demons he beat up with a proud smile
- uses so many emojis unironically
Krishna : hey do u think mermaids exists?
y/n : ?? idk u tell me U r the god NOT ME ??
Krishna : why would i tell u if mermaids existed? ur prolly gonna eat them u non-vegetarian bitch !!
y/n : send me another text and see how fast i block ur ass.
➪ BALARAM
- serious texter
- uses punctuation
- one word replies and at most he'll send a sentence that's it
- leaves u on seen
- can't take emojis seriously at all and thinks they're exaggerated and stupid
y/n : hey !! how r u?
balaram : alright.
y/n : oh...
(seen)
➪ SUBHADRA
- sends cat memes
- replies fast
- literally the cutest texter using all those Koamojis
- never leaves anyone on seen
- always texting to check up on her friends
Subhadra : hi y/n ^^
y/n : hi subhadra !!
Subhadra : hru? just checking in~
y/n : I'm ok how about u?
Subhadra : I'm so good !!
➪ DRAUPADI
- texts only when she feels like it
- only replies to Arjuna and leaves everyone else on delivered
- always compliments her friends when texting
- always takes screenshots of convos in case she need them in future 💀
- doesn't has anyone's number saved except for krishna (he saved it on her phone bc he knew she wouldn't)
Draupadi : hey Arya, can u take the trash out of my room pls? (trash = duryodhan)
y/n : girl 💀 do u not even have ur husband's number saved?
Draupadi : who r u?
y/n : it's y/n 😭
Draupadi : oh. ok can u take the trash out? (trash = duryodhan)
➪ ARJUNA
- will literally ghost u
- replies fast when he does but then disappears for days, months even years
- would text a "lol i died" when he comes back again
- doesn't ghost krishna (bc krishna prolly shows up in his dreams chasing him down if he ghosts him)
- always has atleast 1000+ unread texts
y/n : can u send me the pictures pls?
Arjuna : ok hold on
thousands years later
Arjuna : hey srry i died !!
y/n : it's ok so did my grandma.
Arjuna : ?? what??
y/n : boy my grandma y/n has been dead for past 20 years !! ur too late.
Arjuna : damn 💀 rip tho ig
//lol i enjoyed making this. comment if u want part 2 too and send in request if u want any specific headcannons or fanfics lol !!
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Arjun and Subhadra,
Indraputra and Yadava Kumari.
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Abhimanyu
Arjuna and Subhadra were the parents of Abhimanyu. He belonged to the Kuru dynasty. He was Hastinapur's heir until his death at the age of sixteen on the thirteenth day of the Kurukshetra War. Parikshit, his son born after his death, succeeded him as heir and ultimately as king.
#Kurukshetra War#Subhadra#Parikshit#thirteenth day#Kuru dynasty#Arjuna#Abimanyu#Kuru#heir#death#War#ultimately#thirteenth#succeeded#son#sixteen#druidicentropy
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"Pita!" the toddler cried out, reaching for Arjuna as the latter pulled away. Parikshit saw nothing but the warmth of his grandfather—it was the assumption of a child that that warmth was of a father's; though it should have been a joyous occasion that Parikshit uttered his first word, yet, all three occupants of the room were frozen in shock. Arjuna and Subhadra shared an anguished look, and Uttaraa pressed a hand to her mouth at the wave of emotions that rose in her.
Abhimanyu watched silently, his ghostly features downcast.
"Pita.." the grown man whispered his last word, Takshaka's poison finally running its course. The fleeing ministers tried to stop young Janamejaya from running to his father, but nothing would stop the prince and queen as they ran to Parikshit's side, only in time to hear his last word.
Madravati did not turn her face to hide her tears as she held onto a wailing Janamejaya.
"Let him go, child. He's seeing his father for the first time," she whispered in his ear.
Abhimanyu's ghostly features were saddened, but his joy was predominant as he reached out to his child for the first time in death.
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Hiiii!! What are your top three mahabharat ships
1. Arjun x Krishna (ofcccc)
2. Subhadra x draupadi
3. Arjun x Chitrasena (the King of the Gandharvas)
#arjun#arjuna#hindu mythology#hinduism#mahabharat#mahabharata#desiblr#krishna#arjun x krishna#arjuna x krishna#Subhadra#Draupadi#Subhadra x Draupadi#Chitrasena#Arjun x Chitrasena#Arjuna x Chitrasena
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