#jarasandh

[sofiamerliah]

Where Doubts Fade and Love Awakens...

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden hue over the landscape, the camp was alive with activity. Soldiers of Krishna’s army, a formidable force of five thousand, moved with purpose as they set up their temporary home along the banks of the Narmada River. The sounds of laughter mingled with commands and the rustling of canvas as tents were erected, creating a bustling atmosphere.

Krishna, ever the leader, oversaw the arrangement, his presence reassuring to the soldiers and his companions. Balram and Satyaki helped direct the men, ensuring that everything was in order. The scent of fresh earth mixed with the aroma of food being prepared, as some of the cooks worked to provide a hearty meal for the weary travelers.

Amid the organized chaos, Rukmini stood near the river, watching the scene unfold. She felt a sense of wonder at the strength and camaraderie of the army. The tents—sturdy and colorful—were quickly assembled, creating a small village under the sprawling night sky. She saw the maids and servants worked diligently to arrange her tent, ensuring she would be comfortable for the night.

“Over there, near the water,” Balram directed one of the maids, pointing to a spot with a lovely view of the river. “It would be perfect for Rukmini's tent.”

“Yes, my Lord,” the maid replied, scurrying off to follow her instructions.

As the tents were finally secured, Balram approached Rukmini, his expression warm and welcoming. “You’ve arrived at our humble camp, Princess Rukmini. How do you find it?”

“It’s beautiful,” she replied, glancing around. The flickering firelight illuminated the faces of the soldiers, their camaraderie and laughter filling the air with warmth. “Your army has done well.”

“Only the best for my little sister” Balram said, a teasing lilt in his voice. He gestured toward the river. “We’ll have a grand feast tonight. Our cooks have promised delicacies fit for royalty.”

Rukmini smiled, her heart lightening. “I look forward to it. But I must say, I’m still trying to process the day’s events.”

Sensing her need for comfort, Balram said putting his hand on her head, “Rukmini, you’ve shown great courage today. Tomorrow, we will set out for Dwarka, but tonight, let us enjoy the company around us.”

Rukmini found herself relaxing. She nodded. Balram smiled at her and left for another spot to arrange things.

As the last rays of sunlight faded into twilight, Rukmini felt the warmth of Balram's camaraderie linger in her heart, yet an ache of uncertainty pulled at her. She excused herself from the laughter and chatter of the camp, seeking solace away from the hustle and bustle. With each step toward the riverbank, the sound of laughter faded, replaced by the soothing whispers of the flowing water.

Krishna, who was with his horses saw her leaving.

Finding a secluded spot under the sprawling branches of a nearby tree, Rukmini settled down at the edge of the Narmada River. The gentle waves lapped against the shore, creating a rhythmic melody that both calmed and stirred her emotions. She gazed into the water, watching the reflections dance like flickering stars.

Her thoughts drifted back to the day’s events—the moment Krishna had grasped her hand, his fingers warm and reassuring. The image of him fighting against her brother Rukmi, then thrashing away Jarasandh's formidable army flooded her mind, his valor and strength shining brightly in her memory. He had come for her, risking everything to rescue her, but as she reflected, a doubt crept in.

Did he act out of love for her, or was it simply his duty as a warrior to honor her plea? The letter she had sent him, filled with desperation and hope, replayed in her mind. Had he felt compelled by some noble obligation rather than genuine affection? The thought twisted her heart, and she drew her knees to her chest, feeling the weight of uncertainty settle over her.

She loved Krishna deeply, more than she had ever imagined loving someone. His presence ignited a flame within her, yet the shadows of doubt loomed large. What if he saw her merely as a damsel in distress rather than as an equal partner? What if he didn’t love her in return?

Rukmini closed her eyes, allowing the cool breeze to brush against her skin. With each breath, she tried to silence the turmoil within her, but the questions lingered.

In the distance, she heard the sounds of the camp—the cheerful banter of soldiers, the crackling of firewood, and the laughter that echoed through the night. But here, by the river, she was alone with her thoughts, wrestling with the uncertainty of her heart.

“Rukmini,” a familiar voice broke through her reverie.

Startled, she turned to see Krishna approaching, the light of the campfire illuminating his figure against the darkening sky. He paused at the edge of the clearing, concern etched across his features as he took in her solitary state.

“Why have you come here alone?” he asked softly, stepping closer.

Rukmini swallowed hard, her heart racing at his presence. “I just needed a moment to think,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked away, not wanting him to see the turmoil in her eyes.

Krishna knelt beside her, his expression gentle yet inquisitive. “What troubles you, my princess?”

The warmth of his concern enveloped her, yet the doubts still clung to her. She hesitated, unsure if she could voice her fears. “I—” she began, but the words caught in her throat.

“Speak freely,” he encouraged, his voice soothing as the river’s flow. “You can trust me.”

Rukmini took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts, the moonlight shimmering on the surface of the river like a million tiny stars. She could feel Krishna’s unwavering gaze on her, encouraging her to speak the truth that weighed heavily on her heart.

“Krishna,” she began, her voice trembling slightly, “today was a whirlwind. You fought so bravely against Jarasandh's army, and you saved me when I felt most helpless. But as I sit here, I can’t help but feel conflicted.” She paused, searching for the right words, her heart racing.

“What if you came to my rescue not out of love, but out of obligation?” Rukmini’s voice quivered, and she turned to face him, the pain in her eyes evident. “I wrote to you in desperation, praying for a savior, and you came. But was it the cry of a heart in need that drew you, or was it your warrior virtue that compelled you to act?”

Krishna listened intently, his expression calm and understanding. He made no attempt to interrupt, allowing her to unburden herself completely.

“I have loved you for so long, Krishna,” she continued, her voice growing steadier as she spoke. “Your strength, your wisdom, your laughter—they fill my heart with joy. But now, in this moment of solitude, I find myself questioning everything. What if I am just a fleeting distraction for you? What if, in your eyes, I am no more than a prize to be claimed? ”

Rukmini looked away, tears brimming in her eyes. “I fear that I might have misjudged your intentions. You saved me, yes, but what if our paths were destined to diverge again? What if I am not worthy of the love I yearn for?”

Krishna remained silent, his heart aching at her vulnerability. He understood the weight of her words, the fear that shadowed her thoughts. Rukmini was not just a princess; she was a woman caught between her dreams and the harsh reality of uncertainty.

“Every moment I have spent with you has felt like a gift,” Rukmini continued, her voice softening as she met his gaze once more. “But what if I am building castles in the air, only to have them crumble into dust? You are so much more than I ever imagined—a hero, a leader, someone who is destined for greatness, and I... I am just a girl from Vidarbh. I fear that... that I may not fit into that world of yours.”

Krishna’s heart swelled with compassion as he absorbed her words. He could sense the depth of her love and the intensity of her fears. This was not just a fleeting moment of doubt; it was a profound struggle within her heart, a reflection of her hopes and insecurities.

As Rukmini finished pouring out her heart, an unsettling silence enveloped them. Krishna remained still, his gaze fixed on the river as if searching for answers in its depths. Rukmini’s heart raced in the quiet, confusion swirling in her chest. She had bared her soul to him, and yet, he seemed distant, lost in thought.

Suddenly, Krishna stood up, his movement breaking the spell of silence. Rukmini blinked, surprise washing over her as she looked up at him. He extended his hand, palm open, inviting her to rise. “Get up,” he said, his tone gentle yet commanding.

Rukmini hesitated for a moment, puzzled by his sudden shift. She took his hand, her heart fluttering as he pulled her to her feet. “Where are we going?” she asked, curiosity mingling with uncertainty.

“Come, let’s go into the jungle for a walk,” he replied, his voice low and steady. “There’s something I need to tell you, but I fear I won’t be able to do so with so many people around us.”

Rukmini felt a mix of emotions—confusion lingered, but a spark of intrigue ignited within her. She looked back at the camp, the flickering fires illuminating the soldiers’ laughter, then turned her gaze back to Krishna. Despite her lingering doubts, she nodded. “Alright, lead the way.”

As they walked into the lush embrace of the jungle, the sounds of the camp faded behind them. The night air was cool and fragrant with the scent of earth and foliage, a soothing balm for her restless spirit. Rukmini fell into step beside him, her mind racing with questions. Why wouldn’t he address her fears directly? What could he possibly want to tell her in such secrecy?

Meanwhile, behind them, a group of soldiers started to follow, curiosity etched on their faces. But Balram, sensing their intentions, stepped forward and raised a hand to stop them. “Let the couple have their time,” he said, his voice firm yet understanding. “Rukmini doesn’t need any protection when Krishna is with her.”

The soldiers exchanged glances but soon nodded in agreement, retreating back to the camp, leaving Krishna and Rukmini to their solitude.

As they ventured deeper into the jungle, the sounds of nature enveloped them—the rustle of leaves, the distant call of night creatures, and the gentle whisper of the wind through the trees. Rukmini felt her heart begin to calm, the rhythm of the wilderness soothing her frayed nerves.

“What do you wish to tell me?” she finally asked, breaking the silence as they strolled side by side. Her voice was tentative, laced with anticipation.

Krishna glanced at her, his expression contemplative. “Patience, Rukmini. We’re almost there.”

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued yet anxious. The uncertainty of his earlier silence still loomed in her mind, but she felt a flicker of hope. Whatever he had to say, she sensed it was important.

After a short walk, they arrived at a small clearing bathed in the silvery light of the moon. The stars twinkled overhead, and the air was still, creating a serene atmosphere that felt far removed from the turmoil of the camp. Krishna turned to her, his expression earnest.

“Here,” he said softly, “this is better.”

Rukmini looked around, the beauty of the moment captivating her. But her heart thudded with nervous energy. “What is it that you want to share?”

Krishna took a deep breath, the weight of his thoughts evident in his posture. “Before I speak, I want you to know that I care for you deeply. Everything I have done, every decision I have made, has been with you in my heart.”

With that, he stepped closer, the intensity of his gaze locking onto hers, and Rukmini felt her pulse quicken. “Rukmini,” he continued, his voice low and intimate, “I was the one who was restless when I first heard about you from Narad Muni. After that, I couldn't sleep at night because my mind was constantly thinking about you.”

He paused, as if gathering the courage to share a part of himself that was deeply personal. “So, with my mystic powers, my soul traveled to Vidarbha, inside your palace, to see you. When you were asleep at night, I would come to you and tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear. I would constantly be looking at your sleeping face.”

Rukmini's breath caught in her throat, the warmth of his confession enveloping her like a soft embrace. The moonlight illuminated their faces, casting a magical glow around them. Krishna slowly raised her hand and gently touched her cheek, his fingers brushing against her skin with a tenderness that sent shivers down her spine.

“You can’t even imagine how much I craved to touch your face,” he continued, his voice a mere whisper now. “How much I craved to kiss your lips, how much I longed to be near you.”

A tear slipped from Rukmini’s eye, tracing a path down her cheek. She blinked rapidly, overwhelmed by the flood of emotions. “So, you didn’t get me just because you were obliged to do so?” she asked, her voice trembling with vulnerability.

Krishna smiled softly, the warmth of his gaze wrapping around her like a cocoon. “Yes, it was indeed my duty to rescue someone who asked for my help. But more than that, I rescued you because I want you… because I have been dreaming about you… because I couldn’t bear to see you become someone else’s… because I love you.”

The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning, and Rukmini felt as though the world had shifted beneath her feet. She stood there, completely speechless, the weight of his declaration washing over her in waves. It was as if the stars themselves had aligned to bring them together in this moment.

Krishna stepped closer, closing the distance between them, and for a moment, they stood together, heartbeats synchronized in the tranquil night. “You are not just a dream to me, Rukmini. You are my reality. You always have been.”

As their eyes locked, Rukmini felt an undeniable connection, a thread of fate that had woven their lives together against the odds. Yet, amidst the warmth of his words, a tempest of emotions surged within her.

“If that is so,” she finally asked, her voice quivering with a mix of longing and frustration, “then why didn’t you come earlier to rescue me? Why did you make me wait for so long? Why did I have to shed my tears and doubt my destiny, believing I would be the wife of someone else whom I never loved? Why, Krishna? Why?”

Krishna’s expression shifted to one of deep empathy as he slowly held her hands tightly, anchoring her with his steady gaze. “If we were ordinary human beings, I would have taken you away long ago. But I am Dwarkadhish, and you are the Princess of Vidarbha. How could I have taken you with me without your consent? If I did that, it would be an insult to you and your integrity, and I couldn’t bear that. I was waiting for your letter. I was waiting for you to tell me to come to you. I waited for ages. And when I got your message, I didn’t hesitate. I rode here as quickly as possible.”

With those words, he cupped her face gently, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks. “And when I saw you coming down in that white dress, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t take my eyes away from you.”

Rukmini felt her heart swell at his confession, overwhelmed by the sincerity that radiated from him. She searched his eyes, trying to fathom the depths of his love, but words escaped her.

Krishna continued, his voice soft but fervent, “I have been waiting for you for so long. I have been in love with you since eons—something you can hardly imagine. You can never be a temporary distraction for me, for you have always been my salvation. I love you from the deepest cores of my heart. I love you with my entire existence. I love you, my Vaidarbhi. I love you.”

The weight of his declarations settled in the space between them, and Rukmini felt tears welling in her eyes again—not from sorrow, but from the overwhelming joy of being seen and understood.

Krishna, noticing the glimmer of unshed tears still in her gaze, reached up to wipe them away with the pad of his thumb. “So, have I satisfied your query, or is there any other doubt you have about my love?” he asked softly.

Rukmini chuckled, a lightness in her heart as she sniffed, trying to regain her composure. “After this, if I ever doubt you again, then I am ready to face punishments from heaven. I apologize for this, Krishna, but I—”

She couldn’t complete her sentence, the emotions overwhelming her. Krishna, sensing her turmoil, placed a finger over her lips and said gently, “Shhh… You don’t need to apologize for this. It is your right to ask. Perhaps by this, I was able to understand just how much the most beautiful lady on earth loves me. Your letter allowed me to see myself through your eyes, and that is the loveliest thing in this world for me.”

Rukmini smiled, the warmth of his words wrapping around her like a soft blanket. Krishna cleared his throat, a hint of nervousness creeping into his demeanor. “Well… you have asked so many questions; now it’s my turn.”

“Sure, go ahead,” she replied, her heart racing in anticipation.

“O Princess of Vidarbha,” Krishna began, his voice steady yet filled with emotion, “I, Dwarkadhish Vasudev Krishna, ask for your hand in marriage. I promise to take care of you all my life and to always respect you. So, will you become my wife?”

Rukmini was stunned, her heart soaring with joy. The man she loved so deeply was proposing to her in such a tender and heartfelt manner. She felt the words bubbling up inside her, but they seemed to stick in her throat. All she could do was gaze at him, her heart bursting with happiness. She smiled at him, her heart full to bursting, and without thinking, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms tightly around him.

It was a hug that conveyed everything she couldn’t say—a promise, a commitment, and an overwhelming love that transcended words.

Her head rested against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her ear. Krishna was taken aback by her sudden embrace; he hadn’t expected such a bold gesture, yet warmth spread through him, filling him with a profound happiness. He wrapped his arms around her in return, pulling her closer, tracing his fingers through her hair with a tenderness that spoke of a bond deeper than words.

For a moment, time stood still. In that embrace, all doubts, fears, and uncertainties melted away. The world around them—the bustling camp, the murmuring river, the whispering trees—faded into oblivion as they found solace in each other’s presence.

Rukmini’s heart thrummed against Krishna’s, and in that sacred space, she felt safe. His strength enveloped her like a shield, and the warmth of his body banished the chill of the night air. She breathed in the scent of him—earthy and divine—and her heart swelled with gratitude.

In that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of them, entwined in each other’s arms beneath the vast, starry sky.

As they held each other close, Rukmini finally whispered into his shoulder, “Yes, Krishna… a thousand times yes.”

With her words, they slowly drew back, their hands still entwined, their fingers lacing together as if they never intended to let go. Their faces were only inches apart, gazes locked with a magnetic intensity that neither could escape. Nervous yet exhilarated, they inched closer, their breaths mingling in the night air until their lips finally met in a tender, lingering kiss.

It was soft at first, a brush of warmth and promise, as if they were sealing the vows they had just spoken. Pulling back, they looked at each other, a spark igniting in their eyes. This time, they moved with confidence, leaning into a second kiss that carried more of their emotions-longing, relief, and a love that had been waiting for this moment. Krishna's lips grazed her upper lip, then her lower, and before long, their kiss deepened, a beautiful union of passion and intimacy.

Rukmini's hands tightened around him, pressing closer, as Krishna cupped her face with one hand, his other wrapping around her waist. He held her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. Their breaths mingled as they lost themselves in each other, the world around them fading until all that remained was the sound of their hearts beating in unison.

Meanwhile, back at the camp, Balram grew concerned as the night deepened and Krishna and Rukmini had yet to return. Tension etched on his face, he finally decided to send Satyaki to find them.

Satyaki gathered a few soldiers, and together they ventured into the forest, their torches casting shadows as they searched. After a while, Satyaki spotted Krishna and Rukmini through the trees, but what he saw brought an immediate flush of embarrassment to his face. The couple stood close, locked in a passionate embrace, completely absorbed in each other.

Satyaki quickly turned to the soldiers, who were equally flustered. One of them whispered, "Sir, I think it's best we leave them be. Disturbing Dwarkadhish now might not end well for us."

Satyaki nodded, whispering back, "Yes, I think you're right. Let's leave them... they've waited long enough for each other." And with that, he led the group back to the camp, the soldiers chuckling softly among themselves, still red-faced from what they had witnessed.

Back by the riverside, Krishna and Rukmini finally pulled away, their breaths mingling as they rested their foreheads together, chests rising and falling in harmony. Krishna smiled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well," he said softly, "I didn't expect my first kiss with you to be quite so... enchanting. How did you like it, Rukmini?"

Rukmini's cheeks flushed, her voice soft yet playful. "I loved it," she admitted. "I suppose now we have no excuse not to... indulge, considering we're soon to be husband and wife."

Krishna bit his lower lip, a sheepish but delighted smile lighting up his face as he looked at her with a newfound admiration. Rukmini's eyes sparkled, a hint of seduction in her smile as she mirrored his expression. He raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing. "Then, how about a second round?"

Without waiting for an answer, he wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her close again, capturing her lips with his. Rukmini's laughter melted into the kiss as she wrapped her hands around his neck, surrendering herself to his embrace. Once more, they lost themselves in each other, the stars above witnessing their union as they shared their love under the vast, eternal sky.

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My favourite scene created by me in a different way

Pictures are from Pinterest ❤️

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[blackknight-100]

So remember the Medusa in MB AU we were discussing in the comments of the Zombie AU post the other day? @chahaa-piun-ja and @friend-shaped-but

I have been thinking about it a lot, and now I have a detailed outline for it (this is only part 1):

1. Perseus, in order to free his mother, pursues the Gorgon Medusa, helped along by Athena and Hermes.

2. Medusa learns about it beforehand, and realizing it would be almost impossible to defeat a demigod son of Zeus who is backed by two Olympians, does the sensible thing and bolts. Her sisters, who are immortal, go to Phorkys to hide.

3. Unfortunately for her, one of the gods helping Perseus is Hermes, god of roads and travellers, so all types of accidents keep happening her on the way.

4. In the end, she makes for the sea where hopefully Poseidon would look the other way, climbs into the cargo hold of the first ship she lays her eyes on (because she can't really talk to people) and books it.

5. But an Olympian's ill-will is hard to shake off, so even though Hermes is no longer actively trying to hinder her, she ends up far from Greece and in India, turns a bunch of people into stone when she disembarks, and then horrified with herself, disappears.

6. Medusa wanders about for a bit, veiling her face* and going out only at night, and ends up in Jarasandh's hands when he is beseiging the Yadus. Jarasandh does not really like Medusa, he is even a little afraid of her, so he sends her to Dhritarashtra in Hastinapur. The idea is that either she turns everyone in the palace into stone, creating a power vacuum in Hastinapur which Jarasandh can take advantage of (because the Kauravas and Pandavas are going to fight) or Dhritarashtra and Gandhari (both blind) use her to get rid off their political opponents and reward Jarasandh by becoming his ally against Mathura.

7. Unfortunately, in this whole journey, another bunch of people get turned into stone, and news reaches the Hindu Gods, who are all very confused about this random, undocumented issue that popped out of nowhere, and which was not supposed to happen dammit! Indra calls for a council meeting, where Pushan, god of roads, agrees to try and look into her history and where she came from.

8. Medusa meets Dhritarashtra, who is overjoyed by her existence and immediately offers to help Jarasandh against Krishna. He is, in fact, so pleased with her powers that Medusa is flattered beyond belief (even though she knows he's going to use her) and agrees to turn all of Dhritarashtra's enemies to stone. Krishna, now trapped between two powerful empires, retreats from Mathura and brings the people to Dwarika, putting more distance between himself and his enemies.

9. Krishna weds Satyabhama in Dwarika, after they kill Narakasura. Unfortunately, Narakasura's son Bhagadatta, King of Pragjyotisha, immediately becomes their enemy. Less unfortunately, Indra remembers Krishna exists, and pleased with Narakasura's death and Swarga's freedom, forgets about his insult and becomes his friend again. This is how Krishna finds out about the widespread pertrification of people.

10. Meanwhile, Pushan, in his enquiries, runs across a very angry Hermes, who rants to him about how Some People^(TM) need to listen to their King and think about the consequences of their actions and that is an actual monster UNCLE!! This is how the Hindu Pantheon learns about Medusa and the Greek Pantheon realises where she's hiding.

11. Fortunately, Perseus is still raring to go kill Medusa and free his mother. Unfortunately, Indra and Zeus are now locked in a political headlock because Zeus cannot keep his monsters within his kingdom and Indra refuses to let a random greek demigod (who just so happens to be the son of the other God of Thunder) show up in India, insisting Krishna can take care of it.

12. Zeus sends Athena and Apollo and Hermes to intercede on his behalf, Indra sends Krishna, Mitra and Saraswati. They agree to let Perseus kill Medusa, but his fame will be shortlived in human memory, and in return, Dionysos will not show up to attack India. Zeus and Indra are unimpressed with these terms, because Zeus refuses to deny his son his well-deserved kleos, and Indra refuses to let intruders into India, whether Perseus or Dionysos. It kind of spirals out of control from there.

13. Meanwhile Duryodhana** and Medusa are having the time of their lives turning people into stone, although Gandhari thinks they shouldn't be using this ability so indiscriminately. So far their victims include Vidura, Kunti, Yudhisthira and Bheem (I'm sorry, they'll recover, promise). Dhritarashtra is conflicted about all of this, because at the end of the day these people are his family, but he doesn't protest either.

14. Arjuna, Nakula and Sahadeva are left alone because Dhritarashtra refuses to allow them to be petrified; not only are they not competitors for the throne, but they could also be prevailed upon to become assets. They are not idiots though, so they leave for Madra, to take asylum under Shalya. Bhishma is given to understand that this is a sickness/disease, but he has his doubts.

*I don't really know whether you have to look into Medusa's petrifying eyes or just gazing at her face overall is enough, so she has a full face veil of a very dark colour. She had the idea for this when she noticed other women wearing this and remembered that Greek women also used veils. In true Indian soap opera style, she has a black veil so everyone knows she's the villain.

**Duryodhana operates through his father, because Dhritarashtra refuses to let him see Medusa. So although he might ask for a lot of things, Dhritrashtra almost always has a say in what happens.

[blessed1neha]

What can we learn from Lord Krishna?

In Mahabharat, Karna asks Krishna-

“My mother left me the moment I was born. Is it my fault I was born an illegitimate child?

I did not get the education from Dhronacharya because I was considered not a Kshatriya.

Parshu-Raam taught me but then gave me the curse to forget everything when he came to know I was Son of Kunthi belong to Kshatriya.

A cow was accidentally hit by my arrow and its owner cursed me for no fault of mine.

I was disgraced in Draupadi's Swayamvar.

Even Kunthi finally told me the truth only to save her other sons.

Whatever I received was through Duryodhana's charity.

So how am I wrong in taking his side ???"

**Krishna replies,

“Karna, I was born in a jail.

Death was waiting for me even before my birth.

The night I was born I was separated from my birth parents.

From childhood, you grew up hearing the noise of swords, chariots, horses, bow, and arrows. I got only cow herd's shed, dung, and multiple attempts on my life even before I could walk!

No Army, No Education. I could hear people saying I am the reason for all their problems.

When all of you were being appreciated for your valour by your teachers I had not even received any education. I joined Gurukula of Rishi Sandipani only at the age of 16!

You are married to a girl of your choice. I didn't get the girl I loved rather ended up marrying those who wanted me or the ones I rescued from demons.

I had to move my whole community from the banks of Yamuna to far off Sea shore to save them from Jarasandh. I was called a coward for running away!!

If Duryodhana wins the war you will get a lot of credit. What do I get if Dharmaraja wins the war? Only the blame for the war and all related problems...

Remember one thing, Karna. Everybody has Challenges in life to face.

LIFE IS NOT FAIR and EASY ON ANYBODY!!!

But what is Right (Dharma) is known to your Mind (conscience). No matter how much unfairness we got, how many times we were Disgraced, how many times we Fall, what is important is how you REACTED at that time.

Life's unfairness does not give you license to walk the wrong path...!

Life maybe tough at snt but Krishna teaches me that DESTINY is not build by the SHOES we wear but the STEPS we take…!

[fanfictionroxs]

NEED.MORE.DURYKARNA

YES WE DO!

Ooohhh anon I can't tell you how my heart YEARNS for this ship! Whether friendship or ship way.. though they both kind of make it very hard to see it only as a friendship 😏

I've read most of the fics on them on ao3 and got desperate enough to read the Russian and Chinese ones with Google translate 🙈🙈🙈

Also, do you realise that age-gap is actually a valid tag for DuryKarn? Like, they're at least 5 years apart. At least. And it somehow makes the thought of Duryodhan pining away even more hilarious.. add a bit of jealousy over Karn and Jarasandh's 'mitrata' and ooohhh I'm having THOUGHTS 🙊

But say whatever, I love it how Karn by the end knows that they're gonna die. After all they both did a lot of bad BAD things and Karn was an active participant (trunk of the tree of Adharm and all). And the guy was basically like.. okay fine, we're gonna die because Vasudev is with my little brothers.. and I'd rather die with my 'friend' cough love cough.. than rule over freaking Bharatvarsh and stuff.

IF THAT ISN'T LOVE THEN WHAT IS?!

PS You know my favorite thought is just Duryodhan having jealous bitch fits over having to share Karn with the Pandavs. When they all finally meet in the afterlife, poor guy is going to be like.. these guys couldn't have lived a little longer and left me alone with my mitraaaa?!

[thevachak]

In Mahabharat, Karna asks Lord Krishna - "My mother left me the moment I was born. Is it my fault I was born an illegitimate child? I did not get the education from Dhronacharya because I was considered a non-Kshatriya. Parshu-Raam taught me but then gave me the curse to forget everything since I was a Kshatriya. A cow was accidentally hit by my arrow & its owner cursed me for no fault of mine. I was disgraced in Draupadi's swayamvar. Even Kunti finally told me the truth only to save her other sons. Whatever I received was through Duryodhana's charity. So how am I wrong in taking his side?" Lord Krishna replies, "Karna, I was born in a jail. Death was waiting for me even before my birth. The night I was born I was separated from my birth parents. From childhood, you grew up hearing the noise of swords, chariots, horses, bow, and arrows. I got only cow herd's shed, dung, and multiple attempts on my life even before I could walk! No army, no education. I could hear people saying I am the reason for all their problems. When all of you were being appreciated for your valour by your teachers I had not even received any education. I joined gurukula of Rishi Sandipani only at the age of 16! You are married to a girl of your choice. I didn't get the girl I loved & rather ended up marrying those who wanted me or the ones I rescued from demons. I had to move my whole community from the banks of Yamuna to far off Sea shore to save them from Jarasandh. I was called a coward for running away!! If Duryodhana wins the war, you will get a lot of credit. What do I get if Dharmaraja wins the war? Only the blame for the war and all related problems.... Remember one thing, Karna. Everybody has challenges in life. LIFE IS NOT FAIR ON ANYBODY!!! Duryodhana also has a lot of unfairness in life and so has Yudhhishthir. But what is Right (Dharma) is known to your mind (conscience). No matter how much unfairness we got, how many times we were disgraced, how many times we were denied what was due to us, what is important is how you REACTED at that time. Stop whining Karna. Life's unfairness does not give you license to walk the wrong path. Always remember, Life may be tough at a point, but DESTINY is not created by the SHOES we wear but by the STEPS we take.

[maipareshaan]

Huh i cannot with Indian politics its too much...but okay interesting.

'Haryana also has Baniyas, but they don’t do honour killing. Gujarat has other castes, but only one does honour killing. We have seen the Rajputs of Gujarat act as savages with their children. But there are no honour killings in Gujarat’s dominant peasant caste, the Patel. Why? Because he has absorbed the Baniya’s pragmatism over time. How? Through culture. There is little value for honour in a mercantile culture, because inflexibility brings pride but always causes loss. Also through religion.

The deity in the homes of Charotar’s Patels is Sri Krishna in his beautiful Ranchhod form. Ranchhod means he-who-fled-from-battle. It refers to Sri Krishna’s act of pragmatism when he chose to save himself by running away from Jarasandh’s fierce general Kalyavan instead of fighting.

'This is why there is no Gujarat regiment in the Indian Army—“Jai Ranchhod!" is a most unconvincing battle cry. But the families of all Charotar Patels (Vallabhbhai, Prafulbhai, and my own) bow to Ranchhodrai of Dakor. Problems of culture are ultimately soluble only in culture.'

[despairdesolationdeath]

Jarasandh was born in 2 halves from 2 mothers and then joined together by Jara(an asuri)

ok. guys. what's the most batshit hindu myrh you know

[niramish]

Jarasandha’s army advances toward Krishna and Balarama, folio from a Mahabharata.Attributed to Purkhu (Indian, 1780 - 1820)

[upenews]

जरासंध-श्रीकृष्‍ण युद्ध में कौन जीता? NCERT किताब के जवाब पर हुआ विवाद Who won the Jarasandha and Sri Krishna war? Controversy over reply to NCERT book

जरासंध-श्रीकृष्‍ण युद्ध में कौन जीता? NCERT किताब के जवाब पर हुआ विवाद Who won the Jarasandha and Sri Krishna war? Controversy over reply to NCERT book

एनसीईआरटी की किताब में केन्‍द्रीय विद्यालय के कक्षा सात के छात्रों को महाभारत का गलत पाठ पढ़ाया जा रहा है. NCERT की पुस्‍तक ‘बाल महाभारत कथा’ में इतिहासकार चक्रवर्ती राजगोपालाचारी ने लिखा है कि जरासंध ने भगवान श्र��कृष्‍ण को युद्ध में हारा दिया था. NCERT किताब के जवाब पर हुआ विवाद (Photo Credit: सोशल मीडिया) गोरखपुर: अभी तक आप सुनते आए होंगे कि भगवान श्रीकृष्ण और जरासंध के बीच हुए युद्ध में…

[rudrjobdesk]

Sawan 2022:बाबा सिद्धनाथ मंदिर में मगध सम्राट जरासंध चढ़ाते थे जल, सावन में लगती है भीड़

Sawan 2022:बाबा सिद्धनाथ मंदिर में मगध सम्राट जरासंध चढ़ाते थे जल, सावन में लगती है भीड़

आगामी 14 जुलाई से श्रावणी मेला शुरू होने वाला है। सावन महीने में राजगीर की वैभारगिरि पर स्थित जरासंध कालीन बाबा सिद्धनाथ मंदिर में हजारों भक्तों की भीड़ उमड़ती है। सावन में यहां पर जलाभिषेक व दर्शन के ल Source link

[vilaspatelvlogs]

कंस का ससुर था जरासंध, कंस वध के बाद श्रीकृष्ण मारने के लिए जरासंध बार-बार मथुरा पर कर रहा था आक्रमण, हर बार श्रीकृष्ण उसे जीवित छोड़ देते थे Hindi News Jeevan mantra Dharm Unknown Facts Of Mahabharata, Lord Krishna And Jarasandh Story, Bhim And Jarasandh Yuddha, Jarasandha Was The Father In Law Of Kansa,

[blackknight-100]

The Paradox of Krishnas

Part 2 of incorrect quotes set Writer's name: Krishna Dwaipayana Vyasa

Female lead's name: Krishnaa

Name of a God that randomly steals butter while playing the flute and plotting ways to avoid choosing his favorite between Arjun and Draupadi: Krishna

Karna: And they say I'm a narcissist.

Shalya, popping up from nowhere: Arjun is the best.

Karna: You are an idiot, you have no idea, I'm the greatest, I defeated Jarasandh, donated my Kavach ......... (journalist taking notes fell asleep, sorry)

[blessed1neha]

Why did lord Krishna eat peanuts for 18days of Mahabharata?

So let's start the whole story and see why it happened.

Before sharing the story behind the eating of peanuts, I would like to share the background of Mahabharata. If you don’t want to read, skip this part and go down to know the reason of eating peanuts.

It was a battle of Dharma and everyone was present on the battlefield to fight except the two characters i.e.

Balram

Rukmani amba

It is the story of one family, on one side there were 5 sons of Pandu known as Pandavas and on the other side, there were 100 sons of Dhritarashtra known as Kauravas. The names of 5 Pandava were Yudhishthir, Bhimsen, Arjun, Nakul, and Sehdev. Among the 100 sons of Dhritarashtra, Duryodhan was the eldest son.

Apart from Pandava and Kauravas, the other important characters in this fight were

Pitamah Bhishma,

Guru Dronacharya,

Guru Kripacharya,

Madar Naresh Shalva (Mama of Nakul and Sehdev),

Sindhu Naresh Jaydrath (Husband of Duryodhana's sister Dushala),

Danveer Karna (eldest kunti son),

Raja dhrupad and his sons Dhrishtadyumna and Shikandi,

Shakuni (Maternal Uncle of Duryodhan),

Matysa Naresh Virat and his sons Utara,

the most important Lord Krishna (Incarnation of Lord Vishnu).

Who was fighting to whom’s side

On the side of Pandava: Apart from Pandava, Lord Krishna, Dhrupad Naresh and his sons, Matysa Naresh and his son, Yuyutsu (Brother of Duryodhan).

On the Side of Kauravas: Duryodhan and his brothers, Pitamah Bhishma, Guru Dronacharya, Guru Kripacharya, Karna, Madar Naresh Shalva, Sidhu Naresh Jaydrath, Narayani Sena (Lord Krishna Soldiers).

If we read/see Mahabharat and try to find out the reasons behind Mahayudh, then we could find several reasons. Everyone was fighting either to take revenge or due to their prana (pledge).

Some of the major reasons were as follows.

Duryodhana and his brothers were fighting as Duryodhan wanted to become king followed by his father Dhritarashtra and wanted to take Pandava out of Hastinapur.

Pandava was fighting for their rights and to take revenge of bad things happened to them due to Duryodhana especially the insult of Drapaudi.

Pitamah Bhishma, Guru Dronacharya and guru Kripacharya were fighting due to pratigya.

Karna wanted to prove that he was the best Archer in the universe.

Sindu Naresh Jarasandh wanted to take revenge from Pandava.

Madra Naresh got the support from Pandava in their earlier battle, so he wanted to support Pandava.

Drupad Naresh and his sons wanted to take revenge from guru Dronacharya.

Why did Shri Lord Krishna eat peanuts for 18 days in the war of Mahabharata?

The actual story began when the king of Udupi came to know about the battle and he came to kurukshetra with his troops. He met with Lord Krishna and said I came here to fight but my heart/mind was not allowing me to take part and I did not want to favour any side. Still, I have one proposal and I request you to accept my proposal and blessed me.

Here is the conversation that took place between lord Krishna and king of Udupi

Lord Krishna asked : what is your proposal??

King of Udupi said : I want to prepare foods for all the veer and mahaveer participating in the battle.

Lord Krishna accepted his proposal and allowed him for the arrangement of food.

King of Udupi started making foods and everyday when all the Yodha took their food, whatever he cooked, that food finished completely at the end of day. It means there was no wastage of food, and also it was available in plenty for everyone.

The war ended in 18 days and Pandava won the war. Everyone became surprised when they came to know about a proper food planning.

Post the possession of crown, one day Hastinapur Naresh maharaj Yudhishthira asked to the king of Udupi about the logic behind this.

The king of Udupi asked: Hey maharaj, could you please tell me to whom you would give credit to your win.

Maharaj Yudhishthir replied : Lord Krishna

Then king of Udupi replied: Lord Krishna is also responsible for my karma as well. Everyday he ate peanuts in the night and on the next day when we entered inside his tent, we collected all the lamella (peanuts chilka) and counted. We multiply the counted lamella with 1000 and we would come to know the number of deaths going to happen on that day and we prepared our foods accordingly.

As we know, Lord Krishna knew everything and he knew the result of Mahabharata as well. He was eating peanuts to help the Udupi Naresh in his food making.

This is the story which explain why did lord Krishna eat peanuts everyday.

[digimanako]

jarasandh ki kahani

[nur0ullah]

🌺 Lord Krishna’s Lesson to Karna 🌺

During the Biggest Epic Mahabharat War,

Karna asks Lord Krishna -

"My mother left me the moment I was born. Is it my fault I was born an illegitimate child?

I did not get the education from Dhronacharya because I was considered not a Kshatriya.

Parsuraam taught me but then gave me the curse to forget everything when he came to know I was Son of Kunthi belong to Kshatriya.

A cow was accidentally hit by my arrow & its owner cursed me for no fault of mine.

I was disgraced in Draupadi's Swayamvar.

Even Kunthi finally told me the truth only to save her other sons.

Whatever I received was through Duryodhana's charity.

So how am I wrong in taking this side ???"

Lord Krishna replies,

"Karna, I was born in a jail.

Death was waiting for me even before my birth.

The night I was born I was separated from my birth parents.

From childhood, you grew up hearing the noise of swords, chariots, horses, bow, and arrows. I got only cow herd's shed, dung, and multiple attempts on my life even before I could walk!

No Army, No Education.

I could hear people saying I am the reason for all their problems.

When all of you were being appreciated for your valor by your teachers I had not even received any education. I joined Gurukula of Rishi Sandipani only at the age of 16!

You are married to a girl of your choice. I didn't get the girl I loved & rather ended up marrying those who wanted me or the ones I rescued from demons.

I had to move my whole community from the banks of Yamuna to far off Sea shore to save them from Jarasandh. I was called a coward for running away!!

If Duryodhana wins the war you will get a lot of credit. What do I get if Dharmaraja wins the war? Only the blame for the war and all related problems...

Remember one thing, Karna. Everybody has Challenges in life to face.

LIFE IS NOT FAIR & EASY ON ANYBODY!!!

But what is Right (Dharma) is known to your Mind (Conscience). No matter how much unfairness we got, how many times we were disgraced, how many time we fall, what is important is how you REACTED at that time. Life’s unfairness does not give you the license to walk on the wrong path. Always remember, life may be tough at few points but DESTINY is not created by SHOES we were but the STEPS we take.”

[sanatancharacters]

The Submerged City of DWARKA

The Submerged City of DWARKA is known in Hindu culture to have been the great and beautiful city of Krishna. The Hindu writings say that when Krishna left the Earth to join the spiritual world, the age of Kali began and Dwarka and its inhabitants were submerged by the sea. The tales of the submersion can also evoke a tsunami like the one that struck India in 2004.

Once upon a time, After 17 battles with Jarasandh to protect his people, Lord Krishna moved from Mathura to a place on the coast of Saurashtra to establish his capital there. To grant him his wish, Samudra-dev, the lord of the sea, receded to give him 12 yojanas.

Vishwakarma, the divine architect, built him a new city. Planned and beautiful, this new capital flourished with wealth and was called the Dwarka or Dwaravati. The name thus referring to a place that’s a doorway towards union with Brahma, or in other words a place for spiritual liberation.

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