Chapter Eleven

Atiratha made his way home, feeling more tired than usual. He was longing to see his family again. The streets of Hastinapura were deserted. The city was in mourning. Atiratha had feared that he would never be able to see his family again. But fortunately, such a situation did not come to pass. The Sutas … More Chapter Eleven

Chapter Ten

The night was sultry. Not an occasional breeze stirred the curtains in the royal apartments, or caused the flames of the burning torches or the lamps to flicker. The King of Hastinapura stood on the balcony, and surveyed his Kingdom, a twisted smile on his lips. Pandu was a tall man, and though he looked … More Chapter Ten

Chapter Nine

Bheeshma was smiling as he was walking through one of the corridors that led to a small chamber where the spies brought their daily reports to the Pradhanamantrin. It was no longer part of Bheeshma’s duties to listen to these reports or to advice the Pradhanamantrin, but habits died hard. And if Vidura was irked … More Chapter Nine

Chapter Eight

The Palace of Hastinapura was decorated to welcome its new Rani. The three Queen mothers, Satyavati, the step mother of Bheeshma and the grandmother of the present King, Ambika, the mother of Dhritarashtra, and Ambalika, the mother of the King, watched the proceedings from the balcony of the Anthahpura which was covered with latticework. Being … More Chapter Eight

Chapter Seven

The King of Madra, Salya welcomed his august visitor with every appearance of cordiality even while his brain was busy with speculation. It was not often that Bheeshma, the Kuru Senapati and patriarch stirred outside the boundaries of his prosperous Kingdom. And generally, Bheeshma’s visits to other Kingdoms were not without his own agenda. Aryavarta … More Chapter Seven

Chapter Six

The palace of Hastinapura was an imposing building. It was the boast of the Kurus that there was none like it in the entire Aryavarta. No other King had ever sought to dispute that claim, and it was only in part due to the fear inspired by Bheeshma, who was the general of the Kuru … More Chapter Six

Chapter Five

“Vasu!” the woman called out anxiously. “Vasu! Where are you?” The cot was empty and she peered around. The child was not well. Where could he have gone? “He’s here with me, Radha. Why, were you worried?” She jumped in alarm as her husband came inside, carrying the young child in his arms. The child … More Chapter Five

Chapter Four

The King looked at his bride. They were alone in the room. The storm had not abated. Night had fallen and the lit lamps inside the room bathed the entire room in a golden glow. The queen was sitting on the bed, facing away from him. Her hands were nervously twisting the edge of the … More Chapter Four

Chapter Three

The sky was overcast and there was no breeze. A procession of chariots moved forward slowly, almost sluggishly as if they were loath to reach their destination. These were not the war chariots built for utility nor the hunting chariots built for speed. These were the chariots that were used by the nobility of Aryavarta … More Chapter Three