This is a Mahabharata fanfiction...
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In the realm of three interconnected kingdoms - Hastinapur, Gandhar, and Kuntiboj - a tale unfolds that weaves together the fates of diverse charac...
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As Bhishma and Goddess Ganga made their way to the palace, the entire city of Hastinapur buzzed with intrigue. The sight of the two figures, Bhishma with his mother Devi Ganga and a sleeping baby cradled in her arms, was a spectacle that ignited whispers and murmurs among the people.
Upon entering the family gathering room within the palace, Bhishma promptly instructed a guard to summon the key members of the royal family - Rajmata Satyavati, Dhritarashtra, Pandu, Vidura, Ambika, Ambalika, and Kulguru Kripacharya. As they waited for the family members to assemble, Bhishma and Devi Ganga exchanged knowing glances, aware of the pivotal moment about to unfold.
One by one, the members of the royal family entered the room, each carrying a mix of confusion, curiosity, and a touch of excitement. Satyavati, the matriarch, held a hint of apprehension, her thoughts deeply rooted in the tangled threads of destiny that seemed to envelop the child before her. Dhritarashtra, though sightless, sensed the presence of something extraordinary, his anticipation palpable. Pandu's eyes held a glimmer of intrigue and a curiosity about the path this unexpected event would lead them on. Vidura, known for his wisdom, observed with a keen understanding of the significance of the moment. Ambika and Ambalika exchanged glances, their maternal instincts stirring at the sight of the baby, a reflection of the journey they themselves had undertaken. Kulguru Kripacharya's gaze held a mix of wonder and foresight, recognizing the profound impact this child could have on the realm.
As the family members' focus shifted to Devi Ganga, who held the sleeping infant, a wave of questions and curiosity surged forth. They bombarded her and Bhishma with inquiries, seeking to unravel the mystery behind this unexpected visitation.
With a calm yet commanding presence, Ganga began to share the tale of Karna - a child born of Suryadev's radiance and a princess, abandoned due to the intricate twists of destiny. Her words carried a weight that resonated with each member of the royal family, touching chords deep within their hearts. The revelation of Karna's divine lineage offered a sense of solace and purpose, as if the threads of fate were being woven before their very eyes.
However, Ganga's intentions went beyond sharing a tale. With a sense of gravity, she revealed a letter she held, a plea intertwined with the story of Karna's abandonment. The letter spoke volumes, a silent cry echoing through time, carrying emotions and secrets that would forever shape the course of events.
As Ganga divulged her intention to entrust Karna's care to the Hastinapur royals while she searched for a suitable family, the family members readily agreed, their determination to accept this responsibility unwavering. Each took their turn to gaze upon the infant's radiant features, his connection to Suryadev's luminance evident even in his slumber.
Yet, the joyous atmosphere took a turn as Karna's cries filled the room, testing the familial bonds and the strength of their hearts. Satyavati, Ambalika, Ambika, Pandu, and Vidura attempted to soothe him, their efforts met with mixed success as they sought to comfort the restless child.
