Prologue

How can she reap hope on a land where despair plants seeds of agony and sufferings?

Whose destiny is written with the ink of misery, how can she rinse the stains with mirth?

How can she put on the cloak of patience when life strips her out of it everytime?

But how can faith abandon a body whose hands Krishna holds?
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How can misfortune eclipse a heart where Chandra glows?
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How can sorrow defeat a soul before which Arjun bows?

"|| यत्र धर्मो धृतिः कान्तिः ,
यत्र हरिः श्री स्तथा मतिः ;
यतो धर्म सततः कृष्णो ,
यतः कृष्णा स्ततो जय: ||"

-संजय,
भीष्म पर्व (XXIII)

'A bed of roses is only achieved after treading a path of thorns.
And sometimes by the time you reach there, it is wilted.'

I thus, invite you all to join me in this journey, where I take you to witness Mahabharat from the eyes of Chandraputri.

∆ The woman, whom even pessimism couldn't stand against.

∆ The one, who along with Yagyaseni bathed Kuruvansh in her blood and tears.

∆ The one, who fought the war of Kurukshetra alone in her heart.

Started: 9/11/2020