Sagarika has been worried sick since morning, Tarun is nowhere to be found. She searched the entire palace but he is not anywhere, she fears she might have lost him.

"Dasi have you seen my Parrot ?" Sagarika asked a maid.

"I have not, Rajkumari." The maid said.

"Hey Narayan, he is missing since morning." Sagarika said.

"Forgive me but Rajkumari if you loved him so much then you should have kept the bird in a cage." The maid said.

"Love is liberation not enslavement, I am just worried whether he left me. You may go now." Sagarika said and the maid left.

"Don't worry my daughter, Parrots are like that." Maharani Madhavi said coming towards her.

"Mata, where would he be ?" Sagarika asked.

"Daughter, parrots do sometimes fly away to some place but do come back home after a few days." Madhavi said.

"Oh I see, I wonder where he would be now." Sagarika said.

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"So you're name is Tarun ?" A man asked. The parrot was sitting on his arms.

"Yes and you are ?" Tarun asked.

"Panduputra Arjun." Arjun said sitting on his bed.

"You seem to belong to some noble family, Tarun. Who is your owner ?" Arjun said.

"My owner ? Oh How can I tell the tale of her charms, head is crowned with musk-scented locks like snakes before which Nagraj Vasuki would immolate himself. When she loosens her braids and shakes out her hair, darkness spreads throughout the universe from heaven to hell. The parting of her hair is pure white, yet untouched by Sindoor, it seems as though it is a beaming light zooming through the night. Her face is as bright as the moon, her eyelashes are as it were two opposed armies with their arrows drawn, the troop on Shri Ram on one side and Ravan on the other are in array and between them lie two eyes, the ocean. Lips are scarlet and when she smiles the whole world lights up by the shine of her pearly whites. Her body is tall and lean, scented with the flowers of Kalp-vriksh, her waist is even slender than a lioness, the feet are like lotuses and have never touched the ground naked." Tarun praised Sagarika.

"That type beauty only exists in fairy tales." Arjun said not believing.

"Trust me Rajkumar, a lie has never left the beak of mine." Tarun said.

"Then who is this lady you talk of ?" Arjun asked.

"Tarun !! You're here !!" Krishna said entering the room. Tarun flew up to him, Krishna caressed his back.

"You know him Madhav ?" Arjun asked.

"Yes Parth, I only gave him to the Princess of Saurashtra, Sagarika." Krishna said.

"Sagarika." Arjun muttered to himself. The name for some reason weirdly satisfying to take.

"Well I must quickly write a letter to her about your whereabouts Tarun, I am sure she will be worried sick. And when I go to Saurashtra I'll return you to her." Krishna said, specifically for Arjun to hear.

"You will be going to Saurashtra ?" Arjun asked.

"Yes Parth, it seems you haven't got the news." Krishna said.

"What news Madhav ?" Arjun asked confused.

"Saurashtra-naresh has organized a celebration on the full moon of this month, several kingdoms are invited, including Indraprasth." Krishna said smiling.

"Then we'll go together." Arjun said.

"Its important for you to go anyways." Krishna said and bites his tongue.

"Why ?" Arjun asked.

"Um...we need a -yes- from Saurashtra for the Rajsuiyagya of jyesht." Krishna covered up.

"Right !" Arjun nodded understanding. Krishna was about to leave when Arjun stopped him.

"Madhav if you don't mind can I keep Tarun with me for the time being ?" Arjun asked, Krishna smirked.

"Sure Parth." Krishna said giving Tarun to him.

"I'll take my leave." Krishna said leaving.

"Tarun, tell me more about your princess." Arjun said laying down on bed and placing Tarun on the table.

"Forgive me Rajkumar, I have told you the tale of her charms yet I don't rightly know how to describe her from top to bottom. I haven't found anything like her heavenly body in the world which I might offer as comparison worthy of them. But all I can say is that there is no one in this world who can rival her beauty for it is one of its own kind." Tarun said.

Arjun tried to visually imagine her beauty and almost fainted. In his mind she didn't look less than a goddess but the image in his head was nothing compared to her.

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COMPARE SAGARIKA WITH DRAUPADI THEN DRAUPADI IS MORE BEAUTIFUL.

COMPARE DRAUPADI TO SAGARIKA THEN SAGARIKA IS MORE BEAUTIFUL.

YOU CAN'T CLAIM THAT MOON IS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THE SUN NEITHER CAN YOU CLAIM THAT SUN IS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THE MOON. BOTH ARE BEAUTIFUL IN THEIR OWN WAY, IN THEIR OWN UNIQUENESS.