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...
Uruvi made a face and ran to Satya. She then kissed on his both cheeks with a loud noise. Satya was not a bit prepared for the love attack. From his little mother. He opened his eyes in shock. Want was going on?!! What did he said to make her so happy?!! The boy did not understand that his mere mentioning her as his "young mother" had made such an impact on Uruvi!!!
This time Banasen fell down on the lap of Chitra who hugged his toddler brother lovingly and burst into a laughter. He could not control his laughter anymore!!!! The situation was going out of control now!!! Satya, a shy and introvert one, was getting kisses from Uruvi!!! It was the rarest sight!!!
They failed to notice that someone else was watching their meaningless banters and laughter in soft eyes from the kitchen window. She was happy that her sons had admitted her Uru as their mother!!! She was Devi Supriya herself.
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Devi Supriya (2nd Karna wife)
She looked at the direction of the sky and murmured softly "Inko aise hi rakhna sarbada!!! Ek sath!!! (Kindly keep them all together!! Forever!!)" Alas!! She did not know what she was asking from her God would be her worst nightmare at the time of the war of Mahabharata when they would all die prematurely together!!! ................................
At Royal Chamber of Anga:
One man was standing tall alone at his window. He was looking at the night sky. Full of stars. He could not sleep an ounce in the night. Two big black teary eyes hunted him. In his dreams. Whenever he closed his own eyelids. He was frustrated of himself. She forgot him. He could not. It was a painful experience to be abandoned by one's loved ones. He experienced it twice. In his entire life. He hated his own secluded life. He did not want to be abandoned by his real mother. He had no memory of her. But whenever he closed his eyes and tried to make a portrait of her, God knew why she always looked like Raj Mata Kunti?!!! He did not know that Kunti was his real mother at that time even if his subconscious always drew him to her. Her smile. Her softness in eyes. Her trying to touch his head. Everything felt to similar to him.
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