In the jarring silence.....

In the odious atmosphere...

And amidst culpable Men...

A girl, whose father loved and caressed .....

Stood there all disconsolate and broke....

The fire from which she arose......

Was blazing untamed in her optic globe....

The festoons had withered all its petals all ashamed...

The lights hid its wick in the oil abashed...

Descending Darkness all over....

Animating her Fire Aura all over....

Her Pain so excruciating...

That her silence was blaring...

Eyes glowering....

She looked around her...

First, her eyes met her husbands,

The sole reason she was hurt

Deceit and anger pounded her heart....

And questions pervading her mind...

She wondered....

What Aushadam of Her Husband Nakul would cure her Numb her pain?

If her Husband Sahadev did see this future for her or his powers went in vain?

And where the bravery of Arjun and Bheem confined only to arrows and mace?

And What was Dharam in wagering her in a mere Gambling Race?

She gazed around ...

Her eyes met the Three maharathis shiny hood

That were down with Guilt....

Was this the way they wanted to protect ???

Or did they think Silence can never be a sin??

She moved a little around....

And saw ....

A king so susceptible and weak....

Remorseless to whatever happened and meek....

Was he blind even from his heart?

That he was hoping for mercy for such Act??

Draupadi smirked a little in pain...

Just when she thought all her royal relationships, was in vain....

She saw her dress in trail....

That went above and beyond her sight...

For those helpless souls like her....

It was only Her Sakha...Her Govind that helped her....

And in that loud silence....

The woman who the people thought to break apart...

Stood there untethered and valiant tearing her enemies apart.....

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This is my first time writing like one of these...

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