This is the third series on the wives of Karna. The first one was "Uruvi". While the second one was "Vrushali". She was an Apsara Kanya (daughter of Rambha) and a Princess too (daughter of King Chitrangad, illegitimate child) who was deframed whole...
"Jiji, ap yahan akele rehti hoon?!! In shishuyon ke sath?!! Ap ko bhoy nahi lagta!!! (Elder sister, you remain here alone?!! Along with those toddlers?!! Don't you feel petrified?!!)" She asked it to Supriya by widen her own eyes.
Supriya nodded her head in dismissal. She was naive yet a brave girl. Her two elder sisters Bhanu and Padma had trained her well. She knew how to live alone!!!
"Ap toh satya main bahat hi sahashi pratit home hain. Hamse Nahin hoga Baba!! (You are really very brave. I can't live alone.)" Bishakha told her. Grumpily. It was true!! She was just married for two years!! With one son and one coming soon!! She could not bear to be separated from her dearest husband!! Even in dreams!!
Supriya sighed softly. Even she never thought of that!! But she had too!! Her fate was never in her favor. Unless a Queen had not stay as a Maid!!
Soon within three months both of them became friends. Supriya went to her friend's house. To take care of her. In the absence of her husband. At that time Bishakha was heavily pregnant. She was so happy!!! She was on the seventh heaven to know that!! She was going to be mother again!! Alas!! She did not know that her happiness was temporary!!!
One day at the time of sleeping a fire had caught silently in their bedroom chamber. She was then sleeping with her husband and son. Peacefully. The fire was caught from a bedside candle that she loved to burn for aroma. She did not know that it would cost their lives!!!
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Bishakh Dutta (Father of Banasen)
That night Supriya was complaining a severe headache. She was roaming in her small kitchen garden when she saw the fire. For a second she stood like a lifeless doll. Then with a scream she carried water bucket and ran to the adjunct house. Of Bishakha.
Bishakha stirred a little. In sleep. Her breath catched. She felt suffocating. All of the sudden. The fire was taking the oxygen. Of the room. She opened her eyes wide and saw the room was burning up. She tilted her head to her husband and tried to shake him up. He was in deep sleep!! She tried to get up from her bed but her own heavily pregnant belly stopped her to get up. Supriya banged on her locked door. With all of her force. Her own palms were burning!! But she did not care a bit!! She wanted to save her friend and her family!!!
With difficulty Bishakha got up from her bed and took her infant son in her arms. Then kissed his sleeping head lovingly and bade farewell. She knew her time had ended!! She could not survive this devastating fire!! Then she opened one window and gave the baby to Supriya.
"Jiji Iska khayal rakhna. Aj se samjh lena yeah tumhara Putra hain!! (Dear elder sister, take care of this child. From today he is your son. Not mine.)" It was her last words.
Supriya took the baby in her arms. She held it tightly. Then stretched her hands to Bishakha while telling this "Tuh bhi aja. (You too try to come out.)"
