THE HIDDEN LOVE{completed} - Page 44

Originally posted by: dhivyakrish31

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Why cry cry Dhivii dear?? I have unres it 😊

Oh I cant wait for the next update!!😊

Originally posted by: ...Hemangi

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Sorry for being commenting so late... I am becoming a late latif in commenting nowadays 😆

That was such a emotional update Dhivii dear 😭
Uruvi was torn apart from the pain as a woman who has witnessed the harshest abuse done to a woman & being a wife to a husband whom she considered a lord was a participant in this heinous act. You have written very well that her pride as a woman & princess is now fighting with her other self of being a woman who treasured her love & devotion for her husband as a lord. Everything was cluttered & broken inside her.

u r right exactly dear

And later Karn's revealation to her that he is no lord or God...he's an ordinary human being. He's already cursed soul was slowly dying inside. Somehow I feel that Vrushali accepted Karn however he is with his strengths & shortcomings. Here you have drawn a contrast betwn the two women and their perception of their relationship, love & understanding for their common husband. 😊 yes!! two different women with one common husband..and their perceptions and expectations from him..

Then again Karn's emotional parting convo with Kuruvi was so heart wrenching 😭 😭
And now Uruvi's thoughts how will she go further with her future which is so dark w/o her husband

Well I would like to tell you that I dont know whether in the folktale version Uruvi has left her husband after the dice game... but I could not agree to her action of leaving him as a punishment. This is just my POV... I felt the same thing when I read the book Karna's wife - The outcast queen. Of course she was angry, she was heartbroken, her dream of blissful life with her handsome husband shattered like pieces piercing her heart but still I could not digest leaving him as a punishment. But again I assume its a human trait. Uruvi was not strong enough at that point to face this situation and decided to seek seclusion back into her shell until her cluttered foggy mind is cleared.
hmm !! u r right hemu..she need a space now to accept his husband as he is..it is quite difficult for her to accept him by being with him..some seperation creates intimacy..
Very well written with apt emotions of all the characters 👏
Continue soon Dhivii darling 🤗

Originally posted by: nadine_lopez_48

Oh I cant wait for the next update!!😊

Loved the beautiful update⭐️

Your writing is amazing!!!👏I truly love it!
Update fasttt😳

A big wowww Dhivya.
Wonderful writing.
U beautifully portray both Karna & Uruvi's reactions.
completely balanced update.
Uruvi worshipped her husband as God, She always thinks He is her Lord,She never look at Karna as a simple human being, Thats why she unable to accept his fault, but Vrushali always look at Karna as a friend & husband.
& Karna's feeling, he took it as a punishment.
Simply brillaint update Dhivya.
Loved each & every lines in this update.
U are a magician dear, U create magic through ur Words.
This Fic for me is a beautiful painting on Karna & Uruvi.
very well written, waiting for the next part.

Firstly I thoughtt that karn is being rude but what uruvi did she left her family her children her jiji being fearful of the wrong turn in their married life

Pls don't kick me even accidently like an garam for such late and short reply

PART XXIII

Every second are moving very very slowly just to examine my patience.I really wonder how peculiar a woman's heart is..My husband the unconquerable warrior is in the peak of victory now by defeating the whole aryavrath under his control in these twelve years.Some unfathomable..inexpressible happiness..joy or pride is occupying my heart.At the same time the same heart is questioning me.who are you to feel proud for his victory.You left him!!! You untied the rope which was connecting you and him.you stepped back from your position as his wife..Then what makes you proud for his victory?? If you were behind him in these process or if u stood behind him as his moral strength then you could take the privilege of being proud of your husband.This cruel heart is questioning me as usual.I have no answers.really?? Is there nothing between me and him?? No we have lot..and one among those lot is arriving now.This little one's arrival is making me more exhilarated than the enormous..great tremendous victory of husband.Though I felt proud of him something pricked and stopping me constantly to meet him but now the thought of meeting my son is making me to feel the whole happiness of the world.this desert is blossoming after long years.

"Devi" I am stunned immediately..then got relaxed.It was my maid as well as my friend charumitra.I glared at her severely.she bite her tongue.

"how many times I have to say you"? I said those words with a tone of vexation and anger.

"I apologize maharani" she said.

Immediately my heart melted for her.What would she do for my stupidity? She was with me right from the day one in Pukeya when my mother spent all her days in weeping and father shut in a chamber with deep silence.she was with me in those horrible days where each and every objects around me..each and every directions I turn..each and every words I speak everything around me reminded my husband.years passed away but still the word "Devi" reminds him.I hear his voice perfectly now.How many different tones of "Devi " I heard from him.

"Devi" in a romantic way

"de eviii" highly mischievous with a wink

"Dhhheviii" extreme happiness and joy

"Deviii" surprise with a grin

"dehvi" shocking

"Devviii" in an anger

"Listen devi" impatient warning

"DDhheeffvii" the most lustful way

"hmmDevi" the most concern and love

"Ddheeviii" sorrowful and shaky tone which I heard as the last one.Not only this word but every sunrise reminds me his face..the clear and cold moon reminds me the blissful nights with him.everyday whenever I wear my saree my neck is searching for a face which always rests here.Matha ganga reminds me his flood of love to me.The cannonball flowers..the little bunnies..the fragrance of coral jasmines..the delicious mangoes..the river ghats..everywhere i see him..I feel him.Now I realize clearly how strong he is ruling my heart.but I lost the face of being his wife.Again I sighed deeply.one day this sighs are going to engulf me completely.

"tell me charu!! I guess you have got something to say"

"the men from Angapradesh are approaching our palace.some soldiers are approaching fast in horses.i saw it from terrace."

Suddenly my heart is filled with enthusiasm.I hurried fast to receive him.I forgot everything.my mind is focussed on only one thing now..that is to see my son's face.How he could be now?"

Thought i was not with him for these years i never felt I was away from him.Vrushali jiji's messages and letters made me to feel I was always with him in his growth.but all those things cannot decline my enthusiasm now.My exuberant to meet him has crossed its limits.i arranged twenty maids to stand uniformly with mangal aarti. some maids are standing with flower baskets.all the musical troupes are ready.There i hear the clatter of hooves.I signaled the counches to blow.The horses entered through the gateway of pukeya palace.My eyes were searching for my son and got stuck to the adolescent boy who is riding the center horse.The retinue approached us.The young majestic boy was decked normally with golden ornaments.my eyes filled suddenly.I Got goose pimples in my breasts.My heart is jumping out to embrace him.as he came closer I am paralyzed...everything around me were freezed. what is this ?? what i am seeing?? That is my husband!!! My husband is approaching me..!!!! my whole body started trembling..eyes became blurry.It took few second s for me to regain.He is my young son..but I became speechless to witness my husband's resemblance in my son.I held charu's arms for my support.That time I realized that I may even die if I see my husband again.

My son jumped down from his steed and approached me.every parts of my body is shouting to touch him..caress him..embrace him.He bent down and touched my feet.I gathered him and grasped him completely.tears were rolling down and drenching his uttariya.I am freezed in that position.in that some seconds I felt the warmth of ten months in my womb.I blinked my tears to see him clearly.I caressed his cheeks..broad shoulders..long hands..thin long fingers.The forehead ..the eyebrows and the long nose bent suddenly at the tip says he is my son but his beautiful thick long hairs..lotus shaped beautiful eyes..thin long lips..his chin..the jaw line..his grin..the row of teeth..his fingers..his feet everything declares he is the son of Angaraaj.I see my husband in each and every parts of his body.

"ma" he said in an inaudible voice.

"putr" I just moved my lips.

He clutched my hands and rested his eyes on my knuckles.His body is trembling.I embraced him again.we both were shedding unstoppable tears.He whipped out my tears with his uttariya as his father does

What is the meaning of life?? Taking my son's head on my lap gives me thousand meanings and definitions of this life.I am slowly caressing his head.

"what did your grand parents said?"

"they showed their extreme pleasure and happiness .Grand ma said that she realized her reason to live."

"For me too putr"

I murmured ..my tears found it's path through his ears.He looked up and instantly raised his hands to wipe out my tears.

"Leave it putr. now this would become your new restless job"

"this is not new for me matha!! When I was a kid I used to do it often to my father ..now occasionally I do this to vrushali ma too.I don't understand the reason for their tears when I was a kid.whenever I used to cry for you they whipped out my tears.Now understood the reason for their tears and I am doing the same to them"

I tried a lot to control myself.

"how are your brothers?? All others in the palace?"

"all are fine matha.but the palace remains same without any renovation. For years..since my childhood everything has been stopped in our palace.Nothing is changed..including the permanent sorrow in my father's eyes.

"putr!! Please don't kill your mother by your words"

He stared at me for few seconds.

"exactly these are the words said by my father while I am leaving here"

"what!!!"

"yes !! he embraced me and said I am sending you there on vrushali's request.please don't question your mother more"

Those words shattered me.

" yes!! Your mother is apart from questions and explanations"

"calm down matha!! I am not here to hurt you again and again.here is the letter of vrushali ma"

He handed over it to me.

"putr!! You take some rest !! l would see you in the evening."

Vrushali jiji's letter was very long as usual.Her letters made me to feel that I was very close to her.It takes to the every nook and corner of that palace.Though i have not replied to anyone except the last one last month she never stopped writing to me.I have been living throughout these years with these messages and letters.

" your first reply made us so excited.I found the real happiness in the eyes of our husband which I never found even after conquering the whole aryavarth.That moment I realized that the place which you left vacant in his heart cannot be replace by or occupied by anything else.I decided two things one is writing to you..and other is sending our vrishaketu to you as a messenger"

I stopped reading here.What?? I looked twice.a thorn is stitched to my throat now..vrushali jij never write anything which is so emotional so far.either stopped my him or by herself she never wrote about my separation.She was well mannered in it.but now!!!

" Vrishaketu has grown up !! I know he would be a big temptation for you."

Yes she is right..she knows me better.The grand victory of my husband ignited me and I expressed my joy to her .

After all she is the one who lived with me all along my life.Shared all my days and nights..sorrows and happiness.She brought up my child as her own son but i never expected such a reaction from her.yes my heart is oscillating now after seeing my son.

" I am a simple suta girl born and brought up in a simple family.nothing else is important for me except the happiness and well being of my husband.twelve long years ..his incessant hard work..unending engagements..interminable travels..tedious wars..tremendous victories nothing affected him..nothing changed him. Uruvi!! Fortunately or unfortunately you are the one whom I shared my life with.I cannot bear anymore the deep melancholy reflecting in my husband's eyes..the dense unmovable nights pushed by him staring at the sky..The calm and dull days spent by him simply sitting in your chamber..the quick glance of his empty right shoulders whenever he hugs me on left..enough Uruvi! I could not tolerate this agonies of my husband.The deep sighs of my husband is burning me.I don't have the powers to give back his days and nights which were ceased by you"

I stopped reading..the last words shattered me completely.I ran to my bed removed my pillows and drew his white shawl which came to me long ago.I pressed the shawl with my body and fell on the floor.

"Arya!! I too doesn't have the powers of giving back your passed days and nights.The lost is lost arya" I moaned

" but you can make his forthcoming days and nights as more happy and peaceful in the rest of your life maharani"

I turned back ..charumitra!!!!!

"Maharani!! You love him so much then what stops you??"

"the same love charu!! This same love stops me" she furrowed her brows.

"Hmm!! You could not understand it.My cruel love is a dominating love.He might be ready to come under my domination but I cannot dominate him anymore.This useless love is not going to give him peace anymore.This love is a hand cuff for him.This would be a great barrier to him.My love would never let his feet to walk in his own direction instead it would haul his feet to my direction.It would never allow him to see his vision instead it would insist him to see his sight through my eyes.It would never let him to think and act according to him.My love would push him in a life where his every thoughts and actions should wait for my consideration.This is a punishment not a peace for both of us."

I squeezed his shawl even closer to me.

" charu!! Vrushali jiji also loves him.but do you know what is the difference between my love and her love to him?? Her love is like the mid of the ocean remains calm and even.nothing affects the mid of the ocean.My love is like the shores of the ocean always with ups and downs..raising up..falling down..splashing..tearing..moving restless.even a mild wind can create huge tids .and...and...the factor which makes mid ocean as calm and shores as restless is depth."my voice started breaking..

"so so !! this implies clearly how deep my love is!! I don't want to carry this worthless love to him again..please!! leave me alone"

She downed her head and left the place.

I stared at the shawl again.I reminisced the night which he gave this to me.I remember the words he uttered that day

"you Didn't left anything here but you definitely took something"

Yes arya!! I took everything from you.I am not ready to snatch rest of your life too.forget me arya!! Forget this stupid worthless wife.please don't crave for me.erase me out of your life!! This shawl is gazing at me silently as usual

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Wonderful wonderful update Dhivii dear 👏 🤗

First of all I liked your idea of exchanging letters betwn Vru & Uruvi and sharing their heart & emotions.
Uruvi exiled herself for 12 long years😲...that was unexpected... but the way you have described her emotions, her emptiness with words were perfect & the joy of seeing her son Vrishketu after all these lonely years & her realization that she is seeing the reflection of her husband in her son were brilliantly written.
the mother-son convo along with the words Vru & uruvi exchanged in the letters was very poignant & yes you have also covered the dig-vijaya of Karn covered along with Karn's emotions upheaval but still he was undetered from his duties & loyalty towards his mitr.

Uruvi's emotions and her inner turmoils eating her inside that she has failed as his wife...will she return to her husband soon...isn't 12 years too long a separation Kuruvi has suffered as a punishment

Dhivii could you incude more of Uruvi-Vrishketu convo or even Karn-Vrishketu convo over Uruvi's return...just a notion
Continue your next update soon 😃