Advaita had settled into her new life as the princess of Amravati, surrounded by a loving family who cherished her deeply. She felt a strong desire to bond with her new family, immerse herself in the traditions of Amravati, and pursue her passions.
One day, as Advaita sat with her parents, she mustered the courage to express her unconventional aspirations. "Maasa, Babasa hum talvarbaji, teerandaji aur nritya seekhna chahte hai.", she began, her eyes shining with determination. (" Maasa, Babasa, I have a deep yearning within me. I wish to learn swordfighting, archery, and dance.")
Her reasons were twofold - to overcome the physical limitations that had plagued her in her past life and to stand as a guardian for her beloved kingdom.
Her parents exchanged surprised glances, unsure how to respond. "Advaita beta, yeh rajkumario ke lie samanya gatividhiyaan nahin hain," her mother said, concern evident in her voice. "Rajakumariyon ko paramparik roop se khaana pakana, lekhankan aur any ghareloo kaam jaise kaushal sikhae jaate hain." ("Advaita, my dear, those are not typical activities for a princess. Princesses are traditionally taught skills like cooking, accounting, and other household chores.")
Advaita nodded, understanding their concerns. "Maasa hum vachan dete hai ki hum veh sab seekhenge jo aap hume sikhana chahti hai parantu hum nritya aur baki khel bhi sikhna chahte hai. Hum apne tan ko prabal karna aur khudko aur kushal karna chahte hai. Aur hum apne rajya ki bhi raksha karna chahte hai." ("MaaSa I promise i will learn everything you want to teach me but i also want to learn combact and dance. I yearn to strengthen my body and be more capable. I want to be able to protect our kingdom, to stand strong and defend our people.")
Her parents exchanged glances again, silently contemplating her words. They loved Advaita dearly and wanted to keep her safe from harm. Finally, her father spoke, his voice filled with love and caution."Advaita hum aapki icchao ko samjhte hai parantu talvarbaji aur teerandaji bahot khtarnak khel hai. Hume bad aapki chinta hai." ("Advaita, we understand your desires, but swordfighting and archery can be dangerous. We worry for your well-being.")
Advaita reached out and gently took her father's hand. "Hum jaante hai aap humse bahot prem karte hai aur aapko humari chinta hai parantu hum vachan dete hai ki hum apni dekhbhal achhe se karenge aur khud ko koi hani nhi hone denge." she reassured him. ("I know you love me and want to protect me, but I promise to be careful. I won't take unnecessary risks,")
Her mother's eyes softened, and she nodded. "Yadi aap sach me yeh chahti hai toh hum aapko nhi rokenge. Parantu aapko savdhani baratni hogi aur apni suraksha ka bhi dhyan rakhna hoga."("If you truly feel this is what you need, then we will support you. However, we must take precautions and ensure your safety.")
Overjoyed, Advaita smiled gratefully at her parents.She hugged her mother and said "Dhanyawaad Maasa, Dhanyawaad BabaSa, Hum aapko niraash nhi karenge." ("Dhanyawaad Maasa, Dhanyawaad BabaSa. I will not disappoint you.")
With their approval, Advaita's heart swelled with excitement. She knew she had a long journey ahead of her, convincing her parents was just the first step. Now, she needed to persuade her eldest brother, who was tasked with teaching her.
That evening, Advaita approached her eldest brother, Siddharth, who had always been protective of her. "Siddharth Bhaisa, humne maasa aur babasa se anumati le li hai islie ab aap hume talvarbaazi aur teerandazi sikhaenge." she said, her eyes shining with determination. ("Siddharth Bhaisa, I have spoken to Mother and Father, and they have agreed to let me pursue swordfighting and archery,")
Siddharth's eyebrows furrowed with concern. "Ve aapki maango ko aise kaise sehmati de sakte hai. Yeh gathividhia bahot khatarnak hai. Rukie hum abhi unse baat karte hai." ("How can they just agree to your demands. These activities can be dangerous. Let me talk to them.")
Advaita was shocked "Nahi Bhaisa, rukie..mat jaaie, hume bahot sangharsh karna pada tha unse anumati lene hetu. Aap kripya kar apni pyaari si choti bahen ko sikhade. Hum jaante hai aap is rajya ke sarvashresth yodha hai." She said battling her eyelids. ("No Bhaisa! don't go it took me alot to convince them to agree. Please teach you lovely little sister archery and swordfighting. I know you are the best fighter in our kingdom. Please Bhaisa")
Siddharth sighed, realizing how determined and sincere Advaita was in her request. He looked into her pleading eyes, his heart softening. "Advaita, you know I care for you deeply, and I only want what's best for you. But promise me, promise me that you'll be careful and take every precaution. I will teach you, but your safety is my utmost priority."
Advaita's face lit up with joy, her gratitude evident. "Thank you, Siddharth BhaiSa! I promise I will listen to your every word and be cautious. You won't regret this."
And so, Siddharth became Advaita's mentor, guiding her through the intricacies of swordfighting and archery. He taught her the art of wielding a sword with grace and precision, emphasizing the importance of focus, technique, and discipline. Under Siddharth's watchful eye, Advaita's skills gradually improved, her determination driving her to push her limits.
In parallel, Advaita also immersed herself in the world of archery. Siddharth introduced her to the elegant bow and arrow, teaching her the proper stance, aiming techniques, and the art of releasing an arrow with precision. Advaita's eagerness to learn impressed Siddharth, and he marveled at her quick progress.
However, Advaita's pursuits didn't end with martial training. She was also keen to learn about the traditions and customs of Amravati, to connect with her roots and fully embrace her role as a princess. She spent time with her mother, observing and participating in the various rituals and ceremonies that adorned their daily lives.
Advaita learned the intricacies of adorning herself in traditional attire, the significance of each ornament, and the grace of carrying herself with poise and elegance. She absorbed the teachings of etiquette, gracefulness in speech, and the importance of hospitality. With each lesson, Advaita felt a deeper connection to her kingdom, her people, and the responsibilities that came with her position.
As Advaita grew more comfortable in her newfound role, she expressed her desire to learn the art of dance. She believed that dance held the power to communicate emotions, tell stories, and unite people. With her parents' approval, she began training under the guidance of a renowned dance teacher.
Advaita dedicated herself to mastering the intricate movements, stepping into the world of rhythm and expression. The melodic tunes guided her steps, and she discovered a profound joy in the freedom of movement and the ability to convey emotions without uttering a single word.
Amidst Advaita's training and exploration, two significant events unfolded, shaping her journey in unexpected ways. The first was the long-awaited return of her second brother, Rajkumar Arjun, from gurukul after completing his seven years of study and training. The second was the upcoming marriage of her elder brother to the princess of Raigarh, Meera.
The news of Arjun's return made everyone in the palace very excited. Advaita eagerly waited to meet him, even though they had never met before. They shared the same blood and family background, which made her feel connected to him.
On the day of Arjun's return, the entire royal family gathered at the palace entrance, adorned in their finest attire. The sounds of traditional instruments and the fragrance of flowers filled the surroundings, creating an atmosphere of joy and celebration. Advaita, standing among her siblings and parents, couldn't contain her excitement as she caught sight of the approaching chariot.
The chariot came to a halt, and Arjun gracefully descended, his eyes scanning the crowd until they locked with Advaita's gaze. A smile of recognition and warmth illuminated his face, and without hesitation, he made his way towards her. As they embraced, the years of separation melted away, and Advaita felt an instant connection with her long-lost brother.
"Welcome back, Arjun Bhaisa," she whispered, her voice filled with genuine affection.
Arjun's eyes sparkled with delight as he responded, "Advaita, it's good to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you. You've grown into a remarkable princess."
Advaita's heart swelled with happiness, knowing that her presence in the family was acknowledged and celebrated by her brother. They spent hours catching up, sharing stories, and building a new bond that would shape their future. Together, they delved into ancient texts, studying the philosophies that had guided their forefathers. Arjun patiently answered her questions, encouraging her thirst for knowledge and instilling a sense of pride in their shared lineage.
Amidst the excitement of Arjun's return, preparations were underway for the grand wedding ceremony of Advaita's elder brother. The news of his upcoming marriage to Princess Meera of Raigarh had spread far and wide, bringing joy and anticipation to the kingdom. The palace buzzed with activity as decorators adorned the halls with vibrant colors, musicians rehearsed melodious tunes, and chefs prepared delectable feasts.
Advaita, curious and eager to learn, immersed herself in the wedding preparations. She watched with fascination as various rituals and traditions were followed to create a grand celebration. From selecting the perfect wedding date to organizing different ceremonies, Advaita gained a deeper understanding of the customs and cultural importance of marriage in Amravati.
As the wedding day approached, the palace overflowed with joy and anticipation. Laughter, music, and the scent of flowers filled the air. Dressed in magnificent clothing, Advaita stood proudly beside her family, feeling happy and proud of her brother and his bride.
The wedding ceremony unfolded with traditional rituals, symbolizing the union of two souls and two kingdoms. Advaita witnessed sacred vows, the exchange of garlands, and the blessings bestowed upon the newlyweds. She gained a renewed appreciation for Amravati's traditions and understood the significance of love, commitment, and unity in marriage.
As the festivities continued into the night, Advaita danced with joy, moving gracefully to the rhythmic beats. She embraced the celebratory atmosphere, rejoicing not only in her brother's union but also in the love and togetherness that defined her family.