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The next morning, Karna and Vishvakarma entered the palace walking side by side, laughing and reminiscing about their time in the workshop. But soon, Karna noticed two familiar figures standing at the doorway - his mothers, Saranyu and Chhaya, waiting with arms crossed, their expressions a mix of worry and anger.

Karna's steps slowed as he turned to tell his Pitamah that his mothers were waiting. But when he looked beside him, Vishvakarma had vanished.

Confused, Karna looked around - only to find his Pitamah hiding behind a pillar, nervously peeking out at his daughters.

Karna walked over, raising an eyebrow. "Pitamah... why are you hiding?"

Vishvakarma motioned him to keep his voice down. "Shh! 🤫" He put a finger to his lips and gestured toward Saranyu and Chhaya. "Do you not see those two standing there? If I go in front of them now, who knows what they'll do to me! They may be my daughters, but their tempers... especially when they're worried... I'm not eager to face their wrath this early in the morning."

Karna smirked, crossing his arms. "So yesterday, all that talk about 'I am not afraid of my daughters,' and 'I am not your father that I should fear them' - was just talk?"

Vishvakarma sighed, scratching his head sheepishly. "That was because of your brothers - those two troublemakers, Nasatya and Dasra! If I admitted my fear then, they would've run straight to your Pitamah Kashyapa to spread the word!"

Karna chuckled. "All right, all right - I get it. But there's no need to hide when I am here. Let's go!"

Vishvakarma looked around as if an escape route would magically appear. "I... don't know."

Just then, Nasatya and Dasra happened to pass by. Seeing their Pitamah hiding, they hurried over, curious. They leaned in and shouted, "PITAMAH!"

Vishvakarma flinched, nearly jumping out of his skin, and turned to see the twins smirking at him.

"Why are you hiding, Pitamah?" Nasatya asked, folding his arms with a raised eyebrow.

Vishvakarma tried to act casual. "I... I'm not hiding! I was just... just admiring this beautiful pillar!"

The twins shared a knowing look, then each took an arm and steered Vishvakarma forward. "Come along, Pitamah," Dasra teased. "Mata Saranyu and Mata Chhaya are waiting for you... Let's go and meet them."

Vishvakarma twisted their ears, making them yelp. "Because of you two, I'm in this mess!" he grumbled.

The twins shouted loudly, "MATA!"

Vishvakarma let go of their ears instantly, glancing nervously toward his daughters. The twins rubbed their ears, smirking.

"Anuj," Dasra said, "Mata will not say anything to you. But as for Pitamah..."

Nasatya added, "Well, he'll have to figure something out on his own..."

Vishvakarma looked at the twins. "Traitors!"

The twins shouted again, "MATA!"

Vishvakarma quickly covered their mouths. "All right, all right!" He raised his hands in defeat. "Just tell me - what do you want to keep quiet?"

As Vishvakarma glared at his grandsons, they started bargaining with him to make something for their new pranks. Karna watched the entire exchange, fighting back a smile as he observed his brothers and their grandfather. He couldn't help but feel amused at the sight: his Pitamah Vishvakarma, brought down by a couple of mischievous demands from his own grandsons.

Shaking his head, Karna took his Pitamah's hand and made his way over to his mothers. The twins followed, eager to witness the drama.

Karna called out, "MATA!!"

Saranyu and Chhaya's stern expressions melted the moment they saw him, and Karna ran over to them, wrapping them both in a big hug. They embraced him tightly, their worry finally easing.

Saranyu gently placed her hands on his cheeks, her face a mix of relief and concern. "Putra Karna, why did you leave without telling us? Do you have any idea how worried we were?"

Chhaya, searching him for any injuries, added "Yes, we even thought... someone might have kidnapped you!"

Karna couldn't help but laugh. "Mata, Kidnap?" He shook his head, still chuckling. "Who would want to kidnap me?"

"Well, someone might! Especially if they see how handsome you are." Saranyu said, caressing his cheek affectionately.

Karna, now more serious, began explaining, "Mata, you wouldn't believe what happened! Those Gandharva princesses and apsaras - they were practically fighting over me! Pulling my hands, each one saying, 'He's mine!' 'No, he's mine!' One even insisted she wanted to marry me on the spot, another said she wanted to elope with me right away, and the third... well, she just kept saying how much she liked me and how irresistible she found me! I BARELY ESCAPED WITH MY HONOR INTACT!" He sighed dramatically as he concluded.

The mothers exchanged exasperated look, their expressions shifted from worry to disbelief, before turning to Karna.

Chhaya let out an indignant huff, "They dared to flirt with our son? How dare they! Jiji, you warned them, right?"

Saranyu nodded. "Just wait until I have a word with them. I'll make it very clear this time that Karna is off-limits!"

Karna looked at his grandfather and brothers, who were trying to stifle laughter. He winked at Vishvakarma. "Fortunately, Pitamah saved me from them! And you know what, Mata? He even gifted me a beautiful chariot! And he said he'd teach me how to make my own weapon."

Vishvakarma puffed up a bit, grinning at Saranyu and Chhaya. The mothers exchanged a look, then finally sighed, their anger melting away.

At last, Karna hugged them again, "Yesterday I had the best day ever. Thank you Mata, for doing so much for me." Breaking the hug he added with a cheeky grin, "And.... You two are the only ones I'd ever let fight over me."

Saranyu and Chhaya's stern expressions softened into smiles at Karna's last comment.

"Well, as long as you had a good day, Putra," they said, before Saranyu looked pointedly at Vishvakarma. "And as for you, Pitashree, you're forgiven... this time."

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For the next week, Karna found himself swept into the whirlwind world of his mischievous brothers, Nasatya and Dasra. They declared that it is their sacred duty as the elder brothers to pass on their "priceless knowledge" to him.

From dawn to dusk, the twins taught him "the art of pranking."

- How to play pranks without getting caught: the art of quiet footsteps and quick hands.

- How to escape if caught: clever tricks to slip away unnoticed, even stage minor "disasters" to cover his tracks.

- Knowledge of their greatest weapon - how to put on the best "puppy eyes": to win forgiveness from anyone, especially family. "Puppy eyes, Anuj. Use them well. They are stronger than any astra," they said.

Karna absorbed every lesson eagerly, putting not only his heart, mind and soul but also his blood, sweat and tears into learning the "great knowledge" of his mischievous mentors. It was a week of pranks and laughter, and Karna enjoyed every moment of it.

Finally, the Ashwini twins decided it was time for Karna's "test"

They set him up with a little challenge, they dared him to pull a harmless prank on their Pitamah Visvakarma and Pitamah Kashyapa together and escape without getting caught.

The twins, watching nearby, as Karna accepted the challenge, but as luck would have it, he got caught by them.

Karna looked at his brothers in panic, and Nasatya gestured to Yama, who was passing by. And Dasra silently mouthed, "Puppy eyes!"

Karna immediately went to Yama, and caught his hand. "Jyesth!!!" And Karna put on his most innocent look, blinking up at his stern Jyesth Yama.

Yama looked around and noticed, Vishvakarma and Kashyapa. He glanced between Karna and them, and understood what happened.

Melting to his youngest brother's pleading expression. With a sigh, Yama stepped forward, shielding Karna. "Forgive him, Pitamah. Actually... It was my idea."

Yama looked back at Karna, giving him a small, barely hidden smile. Karna grinned. And with that, Karna passed the "test" with distinction.

After that adventures with the twins, Karna's days turned serious. He started learning from his family members.

Suryadev taught him the principles of truth, equality and duty, showing him the value of living with honor and integrity.

Yama taught Karna about Dharma and balance, helping him see the importance of fairness in all actions.

Yami taught him about compassion, kindness, and the importance of understanding others feelings, teaching him how to truly listen, and how to offer strength without overpowering others.

Tapti taught Karna about patience and resilience, helping Karna learn how to stay calm even during challenges, while staying true to himself.

Shani helped him understand responsibility and discipline. He also warned Karna about the consequences of rash actions and teaching him the art of waiting for the right moment.

The Ashwini Kumaras (Nasatya and Dasra) taught Karna about healing and knowledge of medicine. They showed him that while life had its serious duties, joy and laughter were also essential for one's well-being.

Finally, Vishvakarma taught him about craftsmanship and weapon-making, showing him how to build and design with his own hands.

Through these lessons from his family members, Karna grew stronger and wiser.

One evening, after weeks of learning, laughter, and occasional pranks, Karna gathered his celestial family members together. As he stood in front of them, he folded his hands respectfully.

"Pitashree, Pitamah, and everyone," he began with a smile, "you've all taught me so much, not as gurus, but as family. You've each given me wisdom, strength, and joy. But I still wish to give a gurudakshina, as a token of my gratitude."

The family looked at each other, a little surprised but amused. They had, after all, been teaching Karna simply because he was their son, brother, and grandson. Suryadev chuckled, and the others shared a knowing look, as if silently communicating.

Then, in a flash, they formed a tight circle, whispering and muttering among themselves, clearly brainstorming what they should ask as a collective gurudakshina.

Karna watched, trying not to laugh, as they seemed to get more animated by the second, heads nodding in agreement and then shaking in disagreement.

Karna sighed, crossing his arms with a smile, amused by their antics as they continued to whisper and debate. He waited... and waited... until finally, after what felt like an eternity, they turned back to him, beaming as if they had just solved a great mystery.

Suryadev stepped forward, clearing his throat with a formal tone, while the others stood behind him. "Putra Karna, we have reached a decision. AS YOUR GURU-DAKSHINA, WE COLLECTIVELY ASK THAT YOU VOW TO MARRY ONLY ONE PERSON."

Karna blinked, caught off guard. "Marriage?" he thought, a bit flustered. Though he had always wanted to marry and be devoted to one person, just as his Pitashree Dhritarashtra had been, so the sudden request from his celestial family took him by surprise.

But he also understood that this was not just any simple request, it was his gurudakshina. Looking at each of them, he saw their love and their hope for his happiness.

Without a moment's hesitation, he knelt before them. "I VOW THAT I WILL LOVE AND MARRY ONLY ONE PERSON, AND MY HEART SHALL REMAIN DEVOTED WHOLLY TO HER ALONE."

His family smiled, satisfied, and pulled him into a hug. This promise became a treasured bond shared between him and his celestial family.

Reflecting on all that had been given to him - the guidance, laughter, and unwavering support - Karna felt happy as he looked at his family, he smiled to himself, thinking, "This family may be a bit wild and crazy... But it's my family, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

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The next morning, Suryadev approached Karna with a smile. "Putra Karna, I want you to come with me today. There is someone very special I would like you to meet."

Curious, Karna followed his father and asked. "Who is it, Pitashree?"

Suryadev only smiled knowingly. "You will know soon."

Without giving more details, Suryadev took Karna to Kailash.

As they approached, Karna's heart began to race. He could feel that he was about to meet someone extraordinary.

At the entrance, Karna saw Nandi, standing tall, his presence calm yet powerful. Karna folded his hands in respect, and bowed slightly. Nandi acknowledged Karna's gesture with a gentle nod and smile, his eyes filled with quiet respect, as though he understood Karna's importance without a word.

With Suryadev and Nandi leading the way, they soon reached a quiet clearing. There, sitting on a stone, was MAHADEV, his eyes closed in deep meditation. A faint smile on his lips, as if he had been waiting for Karna, knowing this moment would come.

Karna froze, recognizing the figure instantly. It was unmistakably his 'Mitra,' the man he had once spoken to so freely, never suspecting his true identity. He just stared, almost unable to believe his eyes.

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"Mitra...?" Karna whispered, his voice trembling slightly.

At the sound of his voice, Mahadev slowly opened his eyes and looked at Karna. "So, you remember me." Mahadev said, his voice filled with affection.

Still in shock, Karna blinked several times as realization dawned on him. He immediately knelt down, touching Mahadev's feet with deep respect. "Forgive me... I didn't know... I never realized..."

Before Karna could finish, Mahadev placed a gentle hand on his head, blessing him. "Vijayi Bhava, Putra. May your path be filled with victory and righteousness."

Mahadev then helped Karna rise, and as they both stood, he enveloped Karna in a heartfelt embrace.

Karna was unprepared for this gesture, but felt both honored and astonished, as something stirred within him - something that he could not explain. It was as if there was an unspoken bond connecting them that he couldn't fully understand.

As they broke the hug, Karna found himself lost for words. Suddenly his mind racing with questions. "Should I call him "Mitra" as I had before, or is that too friendly? Maybe I should use something more respectful like "Prabhu" or "Bhagwan" yes that would be more fitting. But WHY does each option felt right, yet somehow, wrong and incomplete?"

Mahadev chuckled, sensing Karna's inner turmoil. With a playful smile, he teased. "Why are you hesitating, Putra Karna? Last time we met, you said you will call me 'Mitra.' Has something changed? Why are you thinking so much about it now?"

Karna's eyes widened. "How does he know what I'm thinking?" he thought, but quickly realized his mistake and nearly laughed at himself. "Of course, he knows everything - he's Mahadev!"

Mahadev's gentle laugh filled the air, as if he could see right through Karna's thoughts and he found them endearing.

Karna felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. He smiled sheepishly and finally spoke, "I will call you... Mitra..."

But then, Karna thought, "Should I ask or not? What if it was too bold to ask what was on my mind?"

Mahadev nodded, as if encouraging Karna to speak. "You want to ask something?"

Karna nodded, gathering his courage. "Mitra... Ashwa mentioned you spoke to him about... a war between... brothers..."

Mahadev began to respond, "Yes, I said that. Do you want to kno-"

But before Mahadev could finish, a gentle yet commanding voice interrupted. "Swami."

(A/n:- so the moment passed and Karna will forget to ask again and Mahadev will not say anything as well... And Karna will call Mahadev as 'Mitra' (friend) and remember Karna don't know he is not just a Suryaputra and since Mahadev told Vritrasura that only his end will reveal the child's identity Karna will not know till the last... Hope you got clarity...)

Everyone turned to see Mata Parvati approaching. She looked at Mahadev and Karna with a smile, and it became clear that she, too, knew all along that Karna would come.

Karna felt an urge to honor Mata Parvati's presence in the only way he knew. Without a second thought, he knelt down and gently touched her feet.

The moment Karna touched her feet, a feeling of warmth and comfort washed over him, one he could not quite explain, yet it felt as if he had come home.

Mata Parvati looked down at him, her eyes filled with a mother's boundless affection. She gently placed her hand on his head, blessing him. "Ayushman bhava Putra Karna. Tumhara hriday sada shanti aur prem se paripurn rahe. Tumhara marg sada dharma aur daya se prerit ho. (May your heart always know peace, and your path be guided by love, compassion, and dharma, no matter the circumstances.)"

Karna looked up, instinctively, he whispered, "Thank you... MATA..."

As the words left his mouth, Karna felt a deep sense of rightness. "Mata" it felt like the most natural word in the world.

Mata Parvati looked down at him, surprised. "What did you say, Putra?"

Realizing he had spoken without thinking, Karna lowered his gaze to gather his thoughts, and then looked back up at her, explaining respectfully. "Forgive me... It's just... your blessings... they felt like a mother's love... and so... I called you Mata."

A smile spread across her face, and she reached out, placing her hands on either side of his shoulders. Then to his surprise, she drew him into an embrace, holding him close to her heart. "Then consider me your mother. You have always been dear to me, even before this moment."

In her embrace, Karna felt as though he was being wrapped in a mother's love - a love that knew no limits and no conditions. He closed his eyes, and for a brief moment, he let himself simply be - not as a warrior, not as Suryaputra, not as Gandhari Nandan - but just a child in his mother's arms.

As they parted, Mata Parvati cupped his face, her eyes filling with tears. "Know this, my child... I am always your mother... and you... you will always have a place in my heart..."

Karna felt tears form in his eyes at her words, but before he could shed them, he noticed Mata Parvati's eyes, a tear about to fall. Gently he lifted his hand and wiped the tear with utmost care, as if it were a precious gem. "Please don't cry Mata... I am honored... so honored... to be called your son."

She smiled through her tears, her hand resting on his cheek once more, a simple touch that said everything. No words were needed between them.

Just then, Karna noticed two figures walking towards them - one with a calm confidence of a warrior, and the other one with a quiet wisdom.

Mata Parvati saw her children and called to them. "Come, your younger brother is here, will you not greet him properly?"

Karna looked between the two brothers and Mata Parvati, unsure. "I... Mata... I am... not sure if I should call them as brothers... I mean... they both are-"

Ganesha laughed, at Karna's words. "Oh, come on, little brother! If Mata says you're my younger brother, then you are! No questions asked."

Kartikeya smiled as well, nodding in agreement. "Yes! From this day forward, we are your elder brothers. Just call us Bhrata. That's all we ask."

Karna smiled as he nodded. "Bhrata..."

Suryadev left so that Karna could spend time with everyone in Kailash.

The day flew by in easy conversation, with Karna laughing at Ganesha's clever jokes and listening to Kartikeya's stories of valor. As the evening drew near, Karna was surprised by how quickly the day had passed.

As Annapurna, Mata Parvati could not let her son leave unfed. She lovingly prepared food for Karna and began feeding him herself.

At first, Karna was eager to eat, enjoying every bite from her hand. But after eating some, Karna tried to politely refuse, claming he was full, but she only smiled saying, "A mother knows when her child is full." And so, Karna found himself eating more than he expected, filled not only with her food but also with her boundless love.

Before Karna knew it, It was finally time for him to leave, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he wanted to stay longer. He couldn't quite explain it, but he found himself thinking of Kailash as his second celestial home.

The next morning,

Day 1: Karna found himself drawn back to Kailash, as if a part of him couldn't bear to be away for long.

Standing before Mahadev, he tried to think of an excuse.

"Mitra," Karna greeted Mahadev with a smile.

Mahadev looked at Karna knowingly, but asked innocently. "Putra Karna, What brings you here today? Do you need something?"

Karna nodded as he formed his words slowly, almost as if he was trying to convince himself. "Yesterday... I... I realized?... I never... properly.... thanked.... Mata? Yes!!! That's it!"

He looked at Mahadev, who was smiling at him. Clearing his throat, Karna quickly corrected, now speaking with more seriousness. "I came to thank Mata."

Mahadev nodded hiding his smile. "Is it so? Then go on. She will be glad to see her son."

Karna approached Mata Parvati, who welcomed him with a smile, clearly understanding his unspoken wish to be there. She said nothing about his excuse.

Day 2: Once more, Karna found himself standing in front of Mahadev, trying to craft another excuse, he began,

"Mitra... I was... just passing by? And... And... Suddenly, I remembered? That yesterday I thanked Mata but I didn't get a proper chance to say goodbye..."

He cleared his throat, adding, "So... Here I am?"

Mahadev concealed his smile with his calm expression, nodding as though he believed every word. "Then go, Putra. Say your farewells properly."

Karna felt relief wash over him as he made his way to Mata Parvati, who welcomed him again with open arms, as if she was expecting him.

Day 3: This time he had already prepared a more convincing excuse. He had spent whole night coming up with something new, and had finally decided to cook something special for Ganesha.

The following day, he stood confidently before Mahadev, carrying a plate.

"Mitra!! I brought these for Bhrata Ganesha. Modaks - they are his favorite." Karna said with a proud smile.

Mahadev smiled, and he simply nodded, amused by Karna's excuses. "A lovely gesture, Putra Karna. Go ahead, I'm sure he'll enjoy them. And you know better... why you are here."

Karna laughed nervously, realizing Mahadev knew him too well. "I... don't know what you are trying to say, Mitra. I just thought I should bring something for him. I know how much he enjoys sweets." Karna mumbled, a little embarrassed.

Day 4: This time, Karna came up with yet another excuse. "Mitra, I think I left something here yesterday..." Still thinking what he should say he left, he pretended to look around, as though searching for something.

Mahadev raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly. "And what exactly did you leave? Was it the plate from the Modaks?"

Karna nodded quickly. "Yes!!! The plate... Mata Saranyu said the plate is from her maika (mother's home) so it's precious for her... and insisted that I bring it back..."

Mahadev shook his head, his smile still full of understanding. "Very well, you should take it back then."

As he turned to meet everyone Mahadev called after him, "We both know, it's not the plate that's bringing you here."

Karna smiled to himself, and he knew Mahadev was right.

Day 5: Karna arrived again, this time with a different approach. "Mitra, I saw you doing meditation every day and... I thought... maybe I should meditate here as well? It would help me focus..."

Mahadev smile was knowing, but he said nothing more, only nodding.

And so, Karna joined Mahadev. He now felt completely at home in Kailash. His excuses were slowly turning into simple reasons, and he no longer needed to come up with elaborate stories to justify his visits.

... "I was passing by and thought I'd bring some flowers for Mata..."

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... "Mitra... I came to ask if Mata need any help with anything..."

One morning, with no more excuses to offer, Karna still found himself walking toward Mahadev. He paused, thinking if he could come up with one more reason. A sudden thought struck him, "Mitra, I-"

Before he could complete his sentence, Karna saw Mahadev, Mata Parvati, Kartikeya, and Ganesha all standing there, unable to control their laughter.

Mahadev smiled, his voice gentle but teasing. "Putra Karna, you don't need excuses to come here. You are always welcome."

Karna looked at them all, and he couldn't hide his smile. "Mitra... I don't know why but I just feel at peace here. With Mata, and with all of you."

Mahadev placed a hand on Karna's shoulder. "Then you can come here anytime. And since you are here every day, why not practice with me everything you have learned? Mastery over a skill requires constant practice. Remember there always something more to learn."

Karna nodded, looking up at his friend. "I understand, Mitra."

From that day on, Karna no longer needed excuses. Every morning, he would come to Kailash, practice with Mahadev, and perfecting his skills under Mahadev's guidance.

In the afternoons, MAHADEV WOULD LEAVE SOMEWHERE, and Karna would spend time with Mata Parvati, Ganesha, and Kartikeya (whom he now affectionately began calling Bhrata Skanda).

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One peaceful afternoon, after finishing his morning practice with Mahadev, Karna found himself alone with nothing to do. But he knew himself well. "If I stay idle, I might just end causing some chaos." That's when he spotted Ganesha sneaking toward the kitchen, glancing back to make sure no one was watching.

Curiosity piqued, Karna quietly followed, and saw Ganesha searching for his favourite modaks, which Mata Parvati had hidden. After finding a handful of other sweets, Ganesha gave some treats to his loyal mount, Mushika/Mooshika.

With a smirk, Karna stepped into the kitchen. "Bhrata, what are you doing? Should I tell Mata? You know she banned animals from her kitchen..."

Ganesha, caught in the act but never one to be outdone, simply shrugged, "Karna, Mushika only wanted a taste! He's been waiting patiently for days. And look," he added, offering a sweet to Karna, "I even saved some for you."

Karna laughed and took a sweet. "Fine. But if we are doing this, I might as well bring Chirayu and Shravas too. They deserve some treats too, don't they?"

Karna whistled, and soon Chirayu, fluttered into the kitchen, and summoned Shravas chanting a mantra.

The kitchen was now lively, filled with chirping, fluttering, and hooves tapping.

Just then, Skanda (Kartikeya) entered and saw his two brothers and their animals crowding the kitchen. Folding his arms, he tried to sound stern, though he was clearly tempted to join them. "Should I tell Mata what's happening here?"

But Ganesha and Karna exchanged a quick look, and both grinned at Skanda. "Oh, come on, Bhrata! We're just sharing a few sweets," Ganesha said.

Karna nodded, adding with a smile, "Besides, wouldn't it be more fun if we all enjoyed them together?"

After some persuasion, Skanda sighed, and then, called his beloved peacock, Paravani, to join in the fun.

The whole kitchen soon turned into a mess - feathers, paw prints, and crumbs everywhere.

Ganesha quickly found a stash of modaks hidden in a large clay pot.

Skanda tried to keep their animals quiet.

Meanwhile, Karna was busy filling his pouch with sweets, occasionally sneaking few into his mouth.

In the midst of their fun, they froze at the sound of approaching footsteps. Ganesha and Skanda quickly ducked behind a large pot, pulling Mushika and Paravani with them.

Karna - thinking fast - grabbed a broom and began sweeping the floor, trying his best to look completely innocent.

Chirayu landed on Karna's shoulder, but Shravas, being too large to hide, stood behind Karna.

Mahadev stepped into the kitchen, "Putra Karna, what are you doing here with a broom?" He also noticed Shravas and Chirayu and asked, "And what are they doing here?"

"Oh, Mitra!" Karna replied innocently. "I was... just helping Mata clean up... And... Shravas and Chirayu are helping me too!" Karna said the last part looking at Shravas and Chirayu. And just one look from Karna was enough as they understood. And the two played along.

Shravas, carefully nudged scattered items back into place with his hooves, as though he was organizing the space. Chirayu fluttered down, pecking at crumbs scattered on the floor.

Mahadev raised an eyebrow, watching the scene. "They're quite the dedicated helpers..." he said, letting Karna's act slide - for now.

Karna nodded, barely holding his laugh as he watched Shravas and Chirayu.

Mahadev looked around the kitchen, taking in the mess. Despite Karna's attempt to look helpful, the evidence of a recent sweets raid was clear - Ganesha and Skanda's hiding spots, though effective, betrayed them with Mushika's tail and Paravani's feathers peeking out from behind the large pot.

Knowing his children well, Mahadev thought "Just wait, my dear children. See how I will make you come out of your hiding spots." He then patted Karna on the head and said, "That's very thoughtful of you, Putra. I'm proud of your sense of duty."

Hearing this, Ganesha and Skanda stifled their laughter from their hiding place. Ganesha whispered to his elder brother, "Yes, very dutiful, isn't he?"

Mahadev, heard this, but pretended to not know. He said looking around. "Is someone else here?"

"Oh, no, no, Mitra! That was... uh, just the sound of the wind!" Karna said quickly, trying to keep a straight face. But just as he said it, Skanda's peacock, Paravani, came out from behind the pot, followed by Ganesha's Mushika.

Mahadev looked at Karna with a raised brow. "Are you sure you're alone?"

Karna bit his lip, trying not to laugh.

But Ganesha and Skanda could no longer hold their laughter and stepped out from behind the pot, laughing.

Ganesha took a laddoo from Karna's pouch, popping it into his mouth with a grin.

Mahadev looked at the three and said, "So you three were sneaking sweets! Well, If you don't clean up the mess you created, your mother will definitely have a word with you."

As Mahadev turned to leave, MATA PARVATI ENTERED THE KITCHEN, hands on her hips, as she took in the scene - Karna with a broom, Ganesh with laddoos, Skanda trying to control the animals, and Mahadev though did nothing but looked somewhat guilty in the middle of this mess.

Mata Parvati didn't say a word, but her expression said everything.

Sensing her rising temper, Mahadev quickly said. "Priye... see what your sons have done! I told them to clean up this mess. They don't seem to fear you anymore..."

Mata Parvati crossed her arms, her expression stern, "Oh, really? Swami you look just as guilty as they do."

Mahadev confused, thought. "Why is she looking angrily at me?" He looked back only to see the chain of blame unfold right before him.

Kartikeya was pointing at Ganesha, who was pointing at Karna - who - after looking around - pointed straight at Mahadev.

Kartikeya 👉 Ganesh 👉 Karna 👉 Mahadev.

Mahadev's eyes widened. "I didn't do anything! I only came here because I heard noises!" he protested. "And I didn't even bring anything into the kitchen - not a mouse, a peacock, an eagle, or even a horse."

Mata Parvati still not convinced, looked at someone behind Mahadev.

THEN, PICKING UP A NEARBY ROLLING PIN, she fixed her gaze ONLY ON MAHADEV.

Curious, Mahadev thought. "What had caught her attention that she took her most dangerous weapon - the rolling pin?"

With that, Mahadev turned only to find Karna animatedly pointing at his own neck, and signalling to Mahadev.

Still confused, Mahadev looked down - and his eyes went wide when he realized what Karna had been hinting at. "Oh, no..." he murmured, looking at Vasuki, coiled comfortably around his neck.

Caught red-handed. "How can I forget Vasuki?" Mahadev thought, looking back at Karna, who only smirked back as if to say, "Mitra, I know what you are thinking. Don't worry - even if you forget - I am here to remind you."

Seeing her husband standing with Vasuki in the middle of this mess, Mata Parvati sighed, and began walking toward Mahadev with the rolling pin in her hand.

Mahadev took a cautious step back, attempting to explain. "Priye, wait... listen to me first. Let me explain!"

Mahadev turned, hoping for some support from his sons - only to find the trio had already slipped out from the back, leaving Mahadev alone to face his wife.

Left alone in this mess, with his wife closing in and no allies in sight, Mahadev raised his hands in surrender. He looked into her eyes, and he knew that he wouldn't escape easily this time.

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Once they were at a safe distance, the three brothers burst into laughter, each still catching their breath.

"That was close!" Ganesha chuckled, wiping a tear from his eye.

Karna laughed, looking back at the kitchen. "Poor Mitra! I almost feel sorry for him... almost."

Then, as Karna's laughter faded, a thought struck him. "Bhrata, what was Mitra doing in the kitchen anyway? He's always busy in the afternoons - too busy for anything but the most important tasks. I've never seen him around then, and I don't even know what he's up to."

Skanda smirked, folding his arms. "Karna, Mata and Pitashree take turns. Mornings are for Pitashree to practice with you, and in the afternoons Mata and we two spend time with you."

Ganesha added, "And... someone is learning under Mata and Pitashree, when they are not with you."

Karna's curiosity piqued, and he pressed his brothers for more details. "Who? Why haven't I met this someone?"

Skanda and Ganesha exchanged a quick look before replying together. "You are not allowed to meet that person."

But Karna wasn't one to let his curiosity go unanswered. With a little persuasion, he finally convinced his brothers to reveal this mysterious person. And with a sigh, they reluctantly led him to the hidden part of the training ground.

As they approached, Karna noticed a figure practicing sword fighting with swift, graceful movements. It's none other than - Aaradhya. Her face was covered, concealing her identity.

Intrigued, Karna covered his face as well and he picked up a sword from nearby and goes to her.

Sensing an unknown person, Aaradhya turned and launched an attack, and the two began a duel. Their swords clashed, echoing through the training ground as they moved in sync, testing each other's skills.

Their swords locked, and they looked at each other.

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Karna grinned beneath his covered face. "Who are you?"

Aaradhya replied confidently, "I can ask you the same. Who are you?"

Feeling a strange connection, Karna introduced himself. "My name is RUDRA."

(A/n:- One of Karna's name is Rudra as well right. And only Dhritharastra and Gandhari will call him Rudra sometimes... So no one knows of this name except Dhritharastra, Gandhari, Shakuni, Karna...)

Before Aaradhya could reply, Karna's gaze drifted to the familiar object around her neck - the locket, the very same one his father, Suryadev, gifted him. He lost it long ago, yet here it was.

Before he could question her about the locket, Skanda and Ganesha hurried over, grabbing him by the shoulders and dragging him away.

As they pulled him back, Karna protested, "Bhrata, she is a thief! That's my locket - I lost it..."

Skanda tried to keep his brother calm. "Karna, maybe you're mistaken. The locket could be similar..."

Ganesha nodded in agreement. "You said you lost your locket, didn't you? So how can you call her thief? Did you see her stealing it?"

Karma nods no, realizing his mistake. "Maybe... she didn't steal it... but still, it's my locket. Pitashree gave it to me... Bhrata... it's my first gift from Pitashree... how can I not recognise the locket."

Determined to find out the truth, Karna made up his mind, he would meet her tomorrow and ask her directly about the locket.

The next day, Karna returned to the secret training ground, and sure enough, there she was again, her face covered today as well.

Aaradhya was practicing archery.

Karna watched from the distance, impressed by her skill. "She's not just good at sword fighting but archery too. Whoever you are... you are making me curious to know more about you..." he thought, smiling to himself.

Karna covered his face and approached her, watching her aim at the target. Gently, he placed his hand over hers to help guide her aim. They stood together, focused on the target as Karna gave her a few tips.

After she released the arrow and hit the target, Karna said. "I saw you wearing a locket yesterday... Can you show me? I think it's mine..."

Aaradhya raised an eyebrow, her eyes amused behind her covered face. "Yesterday... you want to know my name. And today... you want me to show you my locket?"

She let out a soft laugh, refusing to given in easily. "I will not show my locket to a stranger."

Karna shook his head, protesting. "But we are not strangers!! Yesterday... I told you my name, helped you with sword fighting, and today... I helped you with archery... Surely, I am not a stranger... Right?"

Unfazed, she asked. "Did I ask you to help?"

She had a point, but Karna wasn't about to give up. There was something about her that drew him in.

Unknown to Karna, Aaradhya got a boon from the Sapta Rishi's that she can tell someone's intentions towards her by just looking at their eyes or with just a touch. And after both the interactions with Karna - yesterday she saw his eyes when locking swords, and today she touched him when he was helping her with archery. She sensed no malice in Karna, only genuine curiosity.

Finally, she asked, giving him a teasing look. "Alright. You want to know my name (OR) see the locket?"

"Both?" Karna said, hoping the mysterious girl in front of him would agree.

"Fine," she said but with a hint of a smile. "I will tell you my name and I will also show you the locket, BUT ONLY IF YOU BRING ME A FLOWER WHICH NEVER FADES."

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Karna standing there.

Karna watched her go, a grin forming on his face. He muttered to himself. "A flower that never fades? Challenge accepted."

Karna was no fool - he knew the flower she spoke of will not be just any flower, and he had no idea how he would find such a flower, but his curiosity and desire to know about her was stronger than ever.

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The day before, Parashurama came to Mahadev with a heartfelt request: he wanted Karna, to be tested by none other than his Gurudev - Mahadev himself.

Parashurama also wanted this test to be a KALA PRADARSHAN, where all divine beings - Devas, Gandharvas, Asuruguru Sukracharya, DevGuru Brihaspati... (I will not write each name just know everyone will be there)... etc, present to witness it, ensuring that there would be no doubt about Karna's worth.

Mahadev agreed, understanding Parashurama's wish to see his disciple rise to greatness.

But, unknown to Parashurama, Mahadev's test would go beyond a physical display of skill.

Mahadev will not just be testing Karna's fighting skills - he will be testing Karna's heart. The test would reveal Karna's inner qualities - his intent, ego, humility, dedication, and heart - that are truly being tested.

Does Karna want to prove himself as the greatest warrior? Does Karna want to defeat Mahadev for the sake of his pride or ego? Or does Karna fight with honor and dedication, understanding he's merely an instrument of a greater divine plan?

The fact that Karna doesn't try to win for pride, but fights with integrity, will signal to Mahadev that Karna's heart and intentions are pure. This makes him pass the test - not by winning, but by upholding dharma and proving that he has no ego or selfish ambition.

Karna, of course, had no idea that these events are about to unfold, or that the challenge from Aaradhya is only the first step of his test.

Karna was right to question, "What was Mitra doing in the kitchen anyway? He's always busy in the afternoons - too busy for anything but the most important tasks." Because unknown to Karna, every step he took was now part of a larger trial, set in motion by divine hands.

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Meanwhile, Aaradhya completed her training under Mahadev and Mata Parvati.

Mata Parvati had taught her all the Kalas. Under Mahadev's guidance, Aaradhya had mastered the sword and the bow. Her dedication had earned her their blessings and divine gifts.

Mahadev bestowed upon her the knowledge of every astra he possessed and knew.

Mata Parvati crafted a magnificent bow using her divine energy - the SHAKTI BOW.

The bow has three strings, each forged from threads spun with the essence of creation, preservation, and destruction. The bow has the ability to channel the wielder's inner energy, making arrows shot from it ten times more powerful than those from any ordinary bow.

What made the Shakti Bow truly special was its bond with the wielder. The Shakti Bow could only be picked up or used by someone who possessed purity in their heart, unshakable resolve in their mind, and a commitment to uphold Dharma in their soul. The bow would reject anyone whose intentions were driven by greed, malice, or selfishness.

Mata Parvati smiled as she handed the bow to Aaradhya. "This bow, Aaradhya, represents Shakti - the divine feminine energy that upholds the universe. Wield it not for power, but for protection. Let it always remind you of your purpose."

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Aaradhya knelt before her Gurus. "Mata, Gurudev, what Gurudakshina may I offer for the blessings and knowledge you have bestowed upon me?"

Mahadev exchanged a glance with Mata Parvati. Then, with a smile, he said. "Putri Aaradhya, your Guru-dakshina is to uphold dharma, no matter the cost. Protect those who cannot protect themselves. Guide those who are lost. And when the time comes, help those who seek you - for the greater good."

Mata Parvati added, "And promise us this - you will remain true to your heart, for it will lead you to your destiny."

Aaradhya bowed her head. "I vow to uphold Dharma and honor your teachings with my life. I will help anyone in need without a second thought."

With the blessings of Mahadev and Mata Parvati, Aaradhya left Kailash.

(A/n - For now I will not show anything about Aaradhya's time with her celestial family if needed I will show it as flashback later...)

Soon, Aaradhya would meet two extraordinary brothers...

- One whose words carried the meaning of life, and whose laughter could bend the very laws of the universe

- The other whose strength could hold the universe, and whose heart was as steady and protective as the earth itself.

Now only one question remained -

WHEN WILL AARADHYA AND KARNA'S PATH CROSS AGAIN?

Only the master of mischief and the orchestrator of destiny - could answer that.

After all, who else could orchestrate such a meeting between the seeker and the destined if not the one who finds joy in the simplest of moments?

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LOCATION - SURYALOK

Unaware that Aaradhya had already left, Karna was determined in completing her challenge - to bring the flower that never fades.

Even though Karna had neither seen Aaradhya's face nor knew her name, a strange curiosity burned his heart, drawing him towards her, to know about her.

Karna gathered his brothers - Yama, Shani, and the Ashwini twins, in his room, his voice filled with excitement. "Jyesth! Brothers... Do any of you know about a flower that never fades?"

Without hesitation, the twins nodded.

Nasatya spoke first. "Of course, we do! You must be talking about the PARIJATA FLOWER also known as Night-flowering Jasmine."

Dasra added, "It's no ordinary flower. The Parijata tree blooms with flowers only at night, releasing a heavenly fragrance that fills the air. But what makes it unique is it's nature - the flowers falls to the ground as soon as the sun-rays strike them, as if gifting itself freely to the world. You can only pick it once it has fallen from the tree - never pluck it directly, or else its divine essence will fade."

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Karna's curiosity grew. "Then... where can I find it?"

Before Yama or Shani could answer, the twins exchanged mischievous glances.

Dasra raised an eyebrow playfully. "Why do you ask, Anuj?"

Nasatya added with a smirk, "It wouldn't be for that girl you met, would it?"

Karna's eyes widened in surprise. "How... do... you... know?"

The twins chuckled, clearly enjoying his reaction. Nasatya answered, grinning, "Jayant told us, of course!"

"Jayant?" Karna asked, a little baffled. "But... How does... he... know?"

Dasra leaned back, folding his arms with a grin. "You know, Devasena Jiji has been staying in Indralok lately..."

Karna nodded, realizing how word must have traveled, as Nasatya continued, "So, Bhrata Skanda happened to mention it to her, and then she told Jayant, who told us - Simple!"

Karna shook his head in disbelief. "But... When did all of this happen? I was with Bhrata Skanda all day, and as soon as I came back I am with you all..."

The twins laughed. Nasatya explanied, pointing to a shimmering mirror mounted on the wall. "Pitamah Vishvakarma crafted us a celestial mirror. It lets us communicate with our family anywhere in the divine realms. That's how we all stay in touch."

Karna looked at the mirror and opened his mouth to ask more, but Yama and Shani interrupted with their own questions.

Yama raised an eyebrow, feigning seriousness. "So... who is she? What is she like?" With a teasing smile he added, "Tell us, Anuj! Do you... like her?"

Karna blinked, a blush rising to his cheeks. "What? It's not like that... Jyesth... I was only-"

Shani joined in, trying to look serious but clearly teasing. "Are you thinking of marrying already, Anuj? You're still quite young, you know. Maybe wait a little before starting a family?"

Karna face grew even redder at his brothers unexpected questions. He struggled to find the right words. "It's not... it's nothing.... like that! I wasn't thinking... I just... I only..."

Finally, Karna looked at his Jyesth Yama for help, "Jyesth!! She asked me to bring her a flower that never fades, that's all..."

Seeing his discomfort, the twins burst into laughter. Nasatya clapped his hand on Karna's shoulder and winked, "If you need any tips on charming her, just ask us, dear brother."

Karna shot a mock glare at them, trying to keep his composure. "Enough with the teasing Bhrata!! Just tell me where I can find this flower."

After they calmed down, Shani finally answered, "It's in Indralok - In the garden of Chote Pitashree Indra - Nandana/Nandaka Van."

Karna's face lit up with excitement. "Then let's go now!" he said, already turning to leave. But his brothers exchanged uncertain glances, looking at each other and remained silent.

At that moment, Suryadev arrived standing at the doorway. He had overheard their conversation. He looked at his sons, his expression serious. "What are you talking about?"

The brothers hesitated, but finally, Yama spoke up, "Pitashree... Anuj wants to go to Indralok."

Suryadev said firmly, leaving no room for argument. "No."

Karna looked at him, confused. "But why, Pitashree? I've met everyone in our family... even Mata Sachi and Jayant... so why not Chote Pitashree Indra?"

Suryadev sighed, his gaze softening as he looked at his son. "Putra Karna, I have never said no to anything you asked till now. But this time... this one time, I do not want you going anywhere near Indra." Without another word, he turned and walked away, his voice fading as he repeated, "This one time, I must say no."

Karna watched his father leave, his mind racing with questions. He knew his father, Suryadev had his reasons, but his heart was set on getting the flower. After thinking for some time, he decided perhaps he should sneak out at night, when everyone was asleep. He was determined to bring back that flower-no matter what it took.

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LOCATION - SWARGA, INDRALOK

Indra paced back and forth outside the grand gates of the celestial palace, looking anxiously toward the entrance. His pride was wearing thinner with every passing moment. He muttered to himself, "How long does she intend to keep this up? It's been WEEKS... I'm the King of Devas, and yet... here I am, locked out of my own home!"

Finally, the doors creaked open, and Indra straightened, hopeful. Shachi stepped out, her expression calm but unreadable.

"Shachi, please," he began, clearing his throat and attempting to sound repentant. "I may not fully understand why you're upset, but... I'm sorry. Can't you forgive me and let me come inside?"

Shachi studied him for a moment, raising an eyebrow. Her tone was icy. "Arya... Go stay with your dear friend Vayu Dev if you need shelter, but you're not getting back in here."

Indra hesitated, shifting uncomfortably. He muttered under his breath, "How do I tell her that even Mitra Vayu told me it's time I apologize? He practically kicked me out of his home..."

Before he could say more, a figure approached from the distance. Indra's face lit up as he recognized Suryadev, his elder brother.

Seeing Suryadev smirking at his predicament, Indra quickly asked. "Jyesth! What brings you here? Does this mean... you have forgiven me?"

Suryadev just rolled his eyes and walked past Indra without a word. Turning to Shachi, he said. "Shachi, I need a moment of your time. There's something important I must discuss with you."

Shachi nodded, and said, "Of course, Jyesth," she cast one final look over her shoulder at her husband before leading Suryadev inside the palace.

Indra's shoulders slumped as the doors closed behind them, leaving him alone once again. For a moment, he considered leaving, but his pride held him rooted to the spot. He let out a long sigh and decided to stay, muttering to himself, "I'm not giving up. I'll wait here as long as it takes."

After what felt like an eternity, the doors finally reopened, and Suryadev and Shachi emerged together.

As Suryadev turned to leave, he stopped beside Indra, his voice cold but laced with brotherly duty. "You are still my Anuj, Indra. I can't let you be left like this..." Suryadev left the words hanging before nodding to Shachi and walking away.

Indra watched his Jyesth leave and smiled slightly. When Suryadev was gone, Shachi turned back to her husband, her expression firm.

"Arya, I'll allow you back inside, because Jyesth asked me." she said at last, folding her arms. "But... I have one condition..."

Indra's face lit up with relief. "Anything, dear! I will do anything and everything, you ask."

"Anything? and everything? Good..." she replied with a satisfied nod, holding open the door to let him inside.

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Meanwhile, Karna had sneaked out and came to Indralok.

He hid quickly, barely managing to avoid being seen by Suryadev. Once the coast was clear, he quickly darted into the gardens of Nandana Van.

In the vast celestial garden, he searched for the Parijata tree. Finally, he spotted it - a majestic tree with flowers glowing faintly in the moonlight, filling the air with a sweet, divine scent.

Approaching the tree, Karna looked at the glowing flowers, a smile spread across his lips as he thought of the one who asked for this flower. "A flower that never fades... She could have asked for anything, but all she wanted was this flower. Strange... yet interesting."

Remembering his brothers words, Karna knew he could not pluck the flowers directly from the tree, otherwise, they would wither and fade. Instead, he had to wait until the first rays of sunlight, when the flowers would fall naturally to the ground.

Karna sat under the tree, watching the flowers sway gently in the breeze.

BUT SOMETHING STRANGE HAPPENED. EVEN THOUGH HE DID NOT FEEL TIRED OR SLEEPY, HE FOUND HIS EYES CLOSING.

Suddenly, KARNA WOKE UP TO A SOUND.

"Did I.... Sleep?" he muttered, sitting up in confusion. He hadn't meant to nor could he recall feeling the need to.

Then, he heard the sound again.

Turning toward the sound, he saw a young girl, no older than 12, standing on her toes, reaching for a flower. Her small hands stretched toward the branch as she tried to pluck the flowers.

Karna quickly stood up and hurried over and called out. "Stop! What are you doing?"

The girl froze mid-action, startled by his voice. She turned to face him, her wide, curious eyes meeting his. "I'm trying to pluck a flower." she said plainly, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Karna shook his head. "You should not pluck them," he said firmly, pointing at the blossoms. "If you do, they'll wither and fade. You have to wait until sunrise. Then they'll fall naturally to the ground, and you can pick them."

The girl frowned, crossing her arms. "Wait till sunrise? You want me to just sit here and do nothing? That sounds boring."

Karna chuckled, mimicking her stance by folding his arms. "Haven't you heard that good things come to those who wait?"

She gave him a doubtful look, and retorted. "Isn't it better to act and take what you want instead of waiting for it to fall into your lap?"

Karna raised an eyebrow, impressed by her sharpness. "Acting without thinking can lead to mistakes. Tell me, what's better - a flower that fades in your hands or one that keeps its beauty forever?"

She shrugged. "Still, what if I get bored waiting? What should I do then?"

Karna grinned, mischievously. "Then you find someone interesting to talk to. Like me. I'm quite entertaining, you know."

She giggled, her laughter light and genuine. "Oh really? Prove it. Entertain me."

"Alright, let me tell you a secret" Karna said, leaning closer conspiratorially. "Do you know why the Parijata flowers glow at night?"

Her eyes widened with curiosity. "Why?"

"They glow because they're shy," he whispered dramatically. "They don't like being seen in the sunlight, so they bloom at night when it's quieter and cooler."

The girl burst into laughter, shaking her head. "That's not true! You just made that up."

"Maybe..." Karna admitted, grinning.

She smiled. "You're strange."

"And you're clever," Karna retorted, sitting back down and leaning against the tree.

The girl sat cross-legged beside him, resting her chin in her hands. "You seem to know a lot. Are you some kind of teacher?"

Karna laughed. "Do I look like a teacher to you? I'm just someone who's been taught by the best."

QUESTION 1: PATIENCE

"And what did they teach you about patience?" she asked curiously.

Karna replied, "Patience isn't just about waiting. It's about trusting the process. When you plant a seed, you don't dig it up every day to see if it's growing, do you? You water it, give it sunlight, and wait. Because you trust that, in time, it will grow."

The girl nodded slowly, clearly impressed by his answer. Then she asked, "Alright, I'll try to have patience. But tell me, why does the tree get to decide when to shed it's flowers? Why not me?"

Karna tilted his head, impressed by her question. "Because that's its dharma. Every being has a role, a purpose. This tree's dharma is to bloom and shed its flowers when the time is right. Your dharma, right now, is to respect that."

QUESTION 2: DHARMA

She looked at him and asked. "What about your dharma? What are you supposed to do?"

Karna replied. "Dharma is not one fixed thing. It's like a river that flows and changes with time, place, and the people it touches. My dharma as a student was to learn and respect my Gurus. As a son, my dharma is to honor my family. As a brother, my dharma is to guide and protect them. And as a prince, my dharma is to care for those who depend on me. Dharma is about balance - understanding your responsibilities and fulfilling them without selfishness or hesitation."

She leaned forward, curious. "So, does that mean dharma is different for everyone? Then how can we know what exactly is dharma?"

Karna smiled as he replied. "Yes, dharma is different for each person. Dharma is not a set of rules, it is the righteous path - what is right and just in the world. But Svadharma is how each person expresses their dharma in their life. Svadharma is about knowing your duty, your responsibility, and making choices that uplift others not harm them. Sometimes, following dharma means making sacrifices. But true dharma is always about doing what's right for the greater good."

The girl leaned closer, studying him, and smiled back, satisfied by his answer. "That's a good answer."

Karna then asked her. "And what about you? What's your dharma?"

She tapped her chin, pretending to think. "To ask questions."

He laughed, genuinely amused. "A dangerous dharma, that one."

She smirked. "What if I ask the wrong questions?"

Karna countered. "There's no such thing as wrong questions, but the answers might not always be what you want to hear."

QUESTION 3: WHAT IS RIGHT? WHAT IS WRONG? TRUTH?

After a few moments of silence, the girl looked at Karna and asked. "You speak of patience and dharma, but how do you know what is right and what is wrong?"

Karna's smile faded slightly as he shifted, realizing the depth of her question. "Right and wrong... they are not always clear. Sometimes, it's about the choices we make. What's right for one person might be wrong for another. But we must always think about the consequences of our actions."

The girl looked unconvinced. "So, you're saying there's no clear answer?"

Karna chuckled and replied. "Not everything in life has a clear answer. But - if our actions bring peace and happiness to others without harming anyone, it's likely the right thing to do."

She seemed to think for a moment, and again looked at Karna as if studying him. "But what if doing the right thing hurts someone? Like... telling or hiding the truth when it's painful?"

Karna's expression softened. "Truth... If your intentions is pure - if you tell or hide the truth to help and not to harm - then you've done what is right, even if it hurts for a while. So, ask yourself: Are you making this choice for your own benefit, or for the good of others?"

QUESTION 4: JUDGEMENT

The girl thought over his answer. "But who decides what's good and bad? Who has the right to judge?"

Karna sighed, leaning back against the trunk of the Parijata tree. "No one person can decide what's good or bad for everyone. The one who judges must have wisdom, they must understand the full story. To judge someone, you must understand their journey, their struggles, and their heart. It's easy to judge based on what you see or hear, but to truly understand someone, you must try to see things from their eyes. So Judgement... Shouldn't be based on assumptions or appearances. It should come from a place of understanding and fairness."

The girl then asked. "So... If someone does something wrong, but they had no choice, does that mean they shouldn't be judged?"

Karna's voice was calm as he replied. "Everyone makes mistakes, and sometimes there's no other choice. In those cases, we should consider their intentions and the situation they were in. It's not about judging them for the mistake itself, but about what they do after that. Do they regret it? Do they try to make things right? Or do they continue down a path of harm?"

QUESTION 5: REDEMPTION

The girl then asked, "What does redemption mean?"

Karna thought for a moment before replying. "Redemption - is a choice - a choice to seek forgiveness, to correct your mistakes, and to become a better person. Redemption is earned by the actions you take, not just by being forgiven. True redemption comes when a person is genuinely willing to change."

She asked. "Is anyone really capable of redemption? Even those who have done really terrible things?"

Karna looked at her seriously and answered, "Yes. Everyone has the potential for redemption, no matter what they've done. But they must want it. And... I think... Redemption and change are always possible, but the path is difficult, and it comes at a cost."

The girl looked down at her hands, then looked back at him. "So... Have you ever had to redeem yourself?"

Karna was silent for a long moment, the question caught him off guard. "I don't know... I don't think I did anything wrong till now... to redeem myself..."

The girl smiled, clearly satisfied with Karna's answers.

They sat quietly after that, an unspoken understanding between them. Slowly, the sun began to rise, casting it's golden rays across the celestial garden.

Karna and the girl stood under the Parijata tree, watching in awe as the delicate glowing flowers started to fall, one by one. The air filled with their sweet fragrance, making the moment feel magical.

As they both silently admired the falling flowers, ONE FLOWER caught their attention. It was different from the others - larger, brighter, and glowing like a tiny lotus. The girl's eyes widened as she saw it, and even Karna couldn't look away.

The two of them stood still, watching the flower. Finally, the flower began to fall. As soon as it touched the ground, Karna reached out and took it. He held it in his hands, marveling at its beauty.

The girl, however, stood quietly, her eyes fixed on the flower in Karna's hand. There was no jealousy in her eyes, only a quiet sadness, as though she had lost something precious.

Karna noticed her expression and without a second thought, he held the flower out to her. "Here," he said softly.

The girl looked at him in surprise. "Why are you giving it to me? You waited all night for it too. You wanted it just as much as I did."

Karna smiled, his expression as warm as the sun behind him. "I did wait for it... and... I do want it..." He admitted, "But sometimes, giving something to someone else brings more joy than keeping it for yourself. A flower as special as this should make someone happy. And right now... Your smile is worth more than this flower to me."

The girl's face lit up with a smile as she accepted the flower. She held it close to her chest. "Thank you... KARNA."

A/n:- Did Karna tell her his name? 🤔

Karna watched as she turned to leave. Before she disappeared from sight, he called out, "Wait!! What's your name?"

The girl stopped, looked back at him with a smile, and said,

"SHAKTI."

Then, she was gone.

Karna stood there for moment, thinking, "Shakti? Why do I feel like I know you..." He couldn't help but think her smile reminded him of someone.

Then with a smile, Karna turned back to the fallen flowers. Kneeling, he began picking them carefully, his thoughts drifting to the one who had asked him to bring a flower that never fades.

Holding a handful of the delicate flowers, Karna murmured to himself, "Maybe one day, I'll find another flower like the one I gave to Shakti. But for now, I hope you will accept these."

As Karna continued gathered flowers, A STRANGE SENSATION WASHED OVER HIM AGAIN LIKE BEFORE. His body felt heavy, his vision blurred, and though he wasn't tired, his eyes began to close on their own. He tried to resist, but the pull was too strong. Before he could do anything, the world around him faded, and he drifted into a deep sleep.

WHEN KARNA WOKE UP, he blinked groggily. He quickly sat up in confusion, his mind racing. "Did I... fall asleep again?" He muttered to himself as he looked around, trying to make sense of what had happened. "How is it night already? I wasn't even tired... Did I sleep the whole day...?"

Karna tried to piece together everything when his thoughts returned to Shakti. He remembered their conversation, the sunrise, the flower, and how he had suddenly fallen asleep.

Realization struck him - he had been gone the entire day.

"Oh no... Mata Saranyu... Mata Chayya... they must be so worried." Karna whispered.

Without another thought, Karna quickly stood up to return to Suryalok. IN HIS HURRY, KARNA DIDN'T NOTICE THE MOST PECULIAR DETAIL OF ALL - there were no flowers on the ground, not even a single petal. The space beneath the Parijata tree was as bare as if no flowers had fallen at all.

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LOCATION - SURYALOK

Karna hurried to the Ashwini twins room, his steps quick and filled with worry. He found Nasatya and Dasra seated together.

"Bhrata, I don't know how I fell asleep in the garden," Karna began breathlessly as he entered. "I'm sure Mata must be angry with me... You both have to save me!"

The twins looked up in surprise, exchanging a glance.

Dasra began slowly. "Anuj? You came back already?"

Karna looked at them confused,

"What do you mean 'already' Bhrata? I have been gone all day." Karna said, going toward the twins.

Nasatya stood up, his expression shifting from surprise to concern, "Gone all day? You left barely an hour ago."

Karna stopped mid-step, his heart skipping a beat. "An hour?" He repeated in disbelief.

"But... I was... I..." He stopped himself, his voice trailing off, the doubt of what he had experienced crashing over him.

Karna's thoughts raced as he tried to make sense of what happened. "The Parijata tree, Shakti, the flower, the strange heaviness that pulled me into sleep - Was that all just a dream? But... It felt so vivid, so real."

Darsa looked at his younger brother. "You're acting strange, Anuj. Did something happen out there?"

Karna shook his head slowly, more to himself than to his brothers. "No, Bhrata... nothing happened..." he replied, forcing a small smile.

Dasra placed a hand on Karna's forehead, checking for any signs of fever. After a moment, he said, "You seem fine... But your eyes tell a different story."

Nasatya mirrored his twin's concern. "Are you sure you are alright? You're not one to look this unsettled, Karna."

Karna hesitated before nodding again. "I'm fine... I think... maybe I just need some rest."

The twins nodded, though they clearly were not convinced.

Nasatya gave Karna a skeptical look but didn't press further. "If you say so, Anuj. Get some sleep. Whatever it is, you'll figure it out."

Dasra added quietly, clapping Karna on the back. "And if you need us you know where to find us."

Karna nodded with a small, grateful smile before heading to his room. As he lay down to rest, his thoughts lingered on Shakti and the flower he gave her. Sleep came slowly that night, but his mind was caught between the real and the unreal.

The Next Day - Suryalok

Karna woke up to the sound of soft murmurs and hurried footsteps outside his room. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he got up, confused by the commotion.

His confusion from the previous night was still there, but he decided to push it aside as he got ready. Something about yesterday felt different, though he couldn't quite understand it.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of his mothers, sisters, and sister-in-laws waiting for him with smiles on their faces.

Saranyu held a small bowl of dahi mixed with sugar. "Putra Karna, here eat this before you go. It's for good luck."

"Good luck?" Karna asked, taking the bowl hesitantly. "Mata what's going on?"

Chhaya replied, "You will know soon enough. Today is a big day for you."

Still confused, Karna took a bite of the sweet mixture. Before he could ask anything, the Ashwini twins entered the scene.

Nasatya and Dasra wasted no time, their voices overlapping as they asked with genuine concern. "How are you feeling today, Anuj?"

Hearing the question about health, both Saranyu and Chhaya's smiles faded, replaced by worried expressions.

Saranyu stepped closer, placing a hand on Karna's shoulder. "Karna, were you unwell yesterday? Why didn't you tell us?"

Chhaya added with a frown, "Putra, is there something you're hiding from us?"

Karna groaned inwardly, glaring at the twins, who looked serious this time. "Mata, it's nothing! I felt a little tired, that's all. There's no need to worry. Bhrata Nasatya and Bhrata Dasra are just exaggerating..."

The twins raised their hands in mock surrender, Nasatya said. "We're not Mata. We're just... concerned older brothers." Dasra nodded in agreement.

Saranyu didn't look convinced, but she eventually nodded. "Alright Karna, if you say so. But you must always take care of yourself."

Chhaya added, her tone more stern, "And if there's ever anything wrong, you must tell us immediately. Promise me, Karna."

Karna nodded quickly. "I promise, Mata. I'm perfectly fine."

Before the conversation could continue, Shani and Yama entered.

Shani asked, "Anuj! Are you ready? Do you know what's happening today?"

Karna shook his head, his confusion growing. "No, Bhrata Shani. Everyone seems to know but me."

Then Karna turned to Yama and asked. "Jyesth... What is everyone talking about? Where am I going?"

Yama replied with his usual calm and composed demeanor, as he placed a hand on Karna's shoulder. "You'll understand soon, Anuj. But listen - whatever happens today, stay true to yourself and TRUST YOUR INSTINCTS."

Karna frowned, his frustration growing. "Everyone is acting so strange? Will someone please tell me what's going on? I FEEL LIKE I AM BEING PREPARED FOR SOME BIG EVENT, LIKE A SACRIFICIAL OFFERING FOR SOME DIVINE PLAN THAT I DIDN'T EVEN SIGN UP FOR..."

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