Karna managed to enter the stadium
few moments before the show started. It was jam packed and it would be
impossible for anybody to walk through the sea of humanity that stood between the
gate and in front of the space where the
princes stood with Guru Dronacharya. But as Karna walked, the people made way
for him. There was something special in his appearance. Some mistook him as one
of the princes unless they saw his dresses closely. Young, strong, handsome with
aura surrounding his face, he was simply extraordinary. He also carried his
large bow. When people near him had a look at at, they became curious.
In the royal gallery, Kunti was seated by the side of
Gandhari. Her mind was restless. She was of course happy in anticipation of
seeing her sons perform some extraordinary feat. Everyone had told her about
their learning and skill. But her motherly heart repeatedly went searching her
first son whom she had placed on the river. Her first son, Kunti remembered,
was of Lord Sun. And he carried every mark of his powerful father. How pleasant it would have been, Kunti tried to imagine, if her first son too was
participating in today’s event. In every way he was qualified to do so, with
other princes. Kunti thought and thought. Her eyes became misty. 
This is an attempt to retell the story of the great Indian epic, Mahabharat - in a different manner and style adapted to modern times to the extent possible. The posts are sequential. Readers are advised to start from Episode no 1 and then gradually move upwards.
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