" Jyestha, see what I found" shouted a young handsome man running across the distance. His looks could compete with kamdeva. His face glowing.

" What is it, is it sweets?" asked a huge and over excited man smiling widely. His huge body was the proof of his power.

" Bratha Bheem, he is Nakul not you who will become happy of seeing sweet and will run to you to show" joked another man. His face having the bewitching look which can melt the stone.

Bheem became angry and started catching that man running behind him.

" Bhrata Arjun save me please" shouted that man from a distance.

" Sehdev, I will not leave you today" shouted Bheem. Nakul running behind both of them.

" Nakul, Sahdev, what have you done now" asked Arjun. His eyes as sharp as arrows, his well built body was the proof of his long practice. But his smile covered every other thing and shined.

" Nothing jyest, I was just telling him the truth" said Sehdev with an innocent face.

" You..." Bheem charged upon him again but Sehdev hid behind Arjun. Nakul was enjoying this whole because most of the time it was him but today Sehdev was suffering.

" Wait wait bhrata Bheem, you can do whatever you want with him" said Arjun which resulted in an over amused expression from Sehdev.

" Jyest" he asked amused. Arjun paid no attention to him

" Let us see what Nakul had brought" said Arjun.

" Yes jyest. You will not even believe what I found. There was a poet sleeping under that tree. His poems were scattered all over so I picked up one of it to read. This is a poem about the princess of panchal. See how much they have exgrated her beauty. " he laughed and read the poem aloud

" She is Agnotri, the fire born,

She is Vriti, part of nature,

She is Draksha, daughter of Drupad,

She is Panchali, the princess of Panchal,

Her hairs are like the moonless night, dancing in the air like the apasras of indrlok,

Her forehead shining like the purest gold,

Her eyes like those of a deer, big, dark and mesmerising,

Her golden brown orbs engulf the fire she is born of,

Her arched eyebrows indicates her wisdom,

Her nose perfectly pinned,

Her lips are like red rose, soft and beautiful,

Her smile have the power to hypnotize someone,

Her deserted sand like face have the glow of sunset,

Her curves are perfect,

She is the epitome of divine beauty,

She is fire born, part of nature, daughter of Drupad, princess of Panchal,

The one born with pre written destiny,

She is Aanyati..."

" Don't you think this is too much " commented Arjun

" That's what I am trying to say jyest, I can't even imagine such beauty " said Nakul.

" Outer beauty is just a myth Nakul " came the stern voice of a man. His eyes shining with the truthfulness. His complexion is like motlen gold. His face glowing with Dharma, he is Dharmraj Yudhisthira.

" It will vanish one day. The thing which will remain with us is our inner beauty" he said with a straight face.

"Pranipat jyest" all four pandavas wished him.

" That is what I am trying to teach him jyest. The only thing which will remain with us is food, so love food" laughed Bheem. His words made other laugh as well.

" Panduputro, gurudev is calling you all" came a servant.

All five brothers went with him. There stood their gurudev with his other hundred students. They all wished him and waited for his instructions.

" Many years had passed kuru kumaro, now it's the time to test your knowledge and strength. From now one, I am giving you one year, go to Drupad Pradesh -Panchal and learn about his kingdom. The one who will give me the most valuable information of his kingdom will be successful in this test. Go putro " he ordered. All the Kauravas left immediately but Pandavas stood there.

" I apologise for my questioning Gurudev, but hiding in someone's kingdom to get it's information don't seems right " said Yudhishthir.

" It may not seem right pandukumar, but it's your gurudev's order and fulfilling his order is your Dharma " Dronacharya said in a stern voice and left. Although Pandavas had their own doubts but still they started their journey to Panchal.

" I am sure jyest bhrata, you will get all necessary information about that kingdom. All I want to see there is Rajkumari. See what a coincidence it is, we were talking about her and now we will be able to see her " smiled Nakul.

" She is the Princess of Panchal Nakul, she is not an ordinary human whom you will see on the streets of Panchal " said Arjun.

" Indeed Arjun, like their princess, the important information about that kingdom can't be found on its streets we have to enter the palace for it." said Yudhishthir.

" But how jyesth" questioned Nakul

" Before thinking about how, let's title each other because jyest will not lie if someone asked his name " said Bheem

" If it is so then form now on , your name will be yom, jyesth" smiled Arjun.

" Bhrata yom " Nakul tested the name. " Its good " he smiled which made other smile as well.....

" Pita shri, I have rested enough now let me meet jiji and maa " requested Aanyati

" Your jiji is not here, how will you meet her " asked Drupad

" Then let me meet maa, she don't even came to see me " Aanyati fake glared at Moti.

" That's because she don't live in the palace " answered Drupad. Aanyati was not able to understand what he is trying to say. He continued" she left the palace after you did.She lives in her old house and don't meet anyone except Moti " A lone tear escaped from Moti 's eyes.

" I myself will go to meet her then " stood up Aanyati.

" Ok you must go but tomorrow, it's already dark " said Drupad in his stern voice and left.

Aanyati let her body fall on her bed inhaling her chamber's sweet jasmine like fragrance.

'nothing has changed ' she thought. Her chamber was still the same. Her whole palace which her father made for Aanyati was same. The garden still had the same flowers, the small river channel still flowed like earlier, many birds still chirped in her garden.

Her chamber was still filled with water. The surface made over water for her bed and other furniture was there ,her vast balcony still showed the whole Panchal, the white curtains gave her peace. Indeed nothing had changed. She slept with those thoughts still roaming in her mind.

" Moti, be fast, who gets late to meet her own mother" shouted Aanyati.

" I meet her everyday" protested Moti

" I am talking about myself Moti, she is my mother" smiled Aanyati running with Moti. Their little run ended on encountering Drupad.

" Pranipat pita shri" she smiled

" Putri, are you thinking of going on foot" he asked and she noded. He was about to protest but she continued in her divine voice

" Pita shri, I want to visit the Shiv temple as well and it's my wish to go by foot" Drupad was more than happy on listening to this. His daughter finally is worshiping Shiv instead of Vishnu. He smiled and let her go . She removes her shoes and went on

" Vriti, seriously. You are going to worship Bhagwan Shiv" asked Moti

" No Moti, I am going to worship Bhagwan Brahma" she smiled

" No Vriti, no one worships lord Brahma, he is cursed to never get worshipped" said a shocked Moti

" Oh my dear Moti, tell me one thing, what is shiv, what is vishnu, what is Brahma"

" They are Gods" answered Moti

" What seperates them from each other" she asked

" They are different person" said Moti

" Person?" She questioned

" What are you trying to say Vriti" asked a confused Moti

" All I am trying to convey is that tridev are one. They live in three different parts but are linked to each other in every way. Brahma is Vishnu, Vishnu is Mahesh and Mahesh is Brahma " she said in such pure devotion that awestruck Moti.

" Your thoughts have became way more developed for my small brain " she said moving with her.

Soon they reached their mother's home. A old lady was seen sitting beside a tree collecting the fallen fruits.

" Maa" Aanyati whispered.

" Panchali" the old lady's face got adorned with a huge smile as she turned around to see her daughter.

Aanyati immediately ran to hug her mother. Swarnika too embraced her tightly as if she will run away if she loosen her grip. Tears started flowing from Swarnika's eyes but Aanyati didn't.

" My putri" she kissed Aanyati's forehead. " How beautiful have you become putri, just like the goddesses" she kissed her forehead again.

" Maa, won't you feed me today" she asked

" Sure putri, but we have to go to palace for that" smiled Swarnika

" Why palace, I know you have made something really delicious today that's why you want to send me away so that you can eat it all alone " Aanyati made a sad face

" No putri, there's nothing like that. How can you eat food at a servent's house " asked Swarnika

" Who is servent here mata, I am eating at my mother's house " she said going inside house.

Swarnika fed her with immense love and Aanyati enjoyed her love more than the food.