chapter 15

Mandvi sent off the young man promising to meet again in the night and started towards the palace.

She kept herself busy in other activities of daily routine. She waited for the night to come, her mind was getting very restless. She was praying to God that the day should be shortened and the night long so that she could spend more time with her beloved.

Today she was silent, she was able to speak only a few words to anyone. She was looking at the forest path with lost eyes.

The evening bell was over, aarti started in the temples. Ayodhya is known as the city of temples. The sound of bells seemed sweet to her today.

Today she put on beautiful clothes, did her full makeup, started looking at herself in the mirror, she was looking to see if there should be any stone left in her makeup.

The first watch of the night had started, she finished her work, hiding most secretly, headed towards the forest. She was feeling like an intoxicant. She couldn't understand what was happening to her.

Sometimes she murmured while walking and was walking towards the forest talking to herself. She had found the basis of her life. Now she was not alone, her beloved was with her, she did not feel any kind of fear or fear.

The young man standing under the same tree was waiting for her. Seeing Mandvi coming, the horse rose up, the face of that young man also blossomed like a lotus flower.

Mandvi came, sighed and then hit the young man's chest. Both were speaking silently for a long time. Then they started talking, they started telling their happiness and sorrows to each other. His heart was wishing that the night should be very long.

But the speed of time is constant, it keeps on moving forward.

The night was also passing. Slowly Lord Bhaskar was moving towards the earth. Mandvi and the youth went on their way.

On reaching Mandvi in ​​the palace, Kaikeyi's water roared after seeing the glow of her face. She started looking at her with sharp eyes, but Mandvi ignored her even after seeing. She got busy with her work, now she neither remembered nor cared about Bharat. The light on his face was increasing.

Time was progressing at its own pace. Day, then month, then year after year, time was moving forward.

There was a deep love between Mandvi and the young man. In the eyes of the world, both were characterless, but the pure love of both seemed to be smothering the insignificant attitude of the society. Both are devoted to each other with their unconditional love and simple heart. Mandvi had given complete details of his house, family, marriage, city etc. to that unknown young man. At the same time, she had made her aware of every aspect of her personal life. The young man would smile softly after listening to her innocent words and kept caressing her head kept in his lap. When Mandvi started crying while narrating her pain, the tears flowing from the eyes of the young man would have soaked the lips of Mandvi. Seeing this, with the touch of her soft hands, Mandvi began to collect the pearls lying on her cheeks.

Time was progressing at a fast pace.

Fourteen years of Rama's exile were about to be completed, Bharat's conduct was making fun of him, Kaikeyi's mind was getting filled with hatred towards Mandvi. Remembering the new names given to her, Mandvi sometimes smiled, sometimes she shed tears. Like a wheel in a chariot, she kept herself moving.

Today when the sunrise came, there was a lot of noise in the city of Ayodhya, it seemed as if a flock of birds was making noise in the holy water of the river.

Today his whole body was in a lot of pain. She was unable to get up due to extreme pain, the body was full of fatigue. She tried to get up but fell down on the bed. Who would listen to her pain, no one was going to listen to her pain, the slaves were the backers of those people who hated her.

His body was burning with fever, he tried to call Shrutkirti by voice, but because of the noise, his voice was not reaching anyone. She got up slowly and took the support of the wall and walked towards the dispensary.

Rajvaidya(royal doctor) was engrossed in making his medicine, when he heard the sound of someone's arrival, he looked up and saw that Mandvi was entering inside with staggering steps. He stood up and supported her and made Mandvi, who was burning with fever, lie on the bed. After a few moments, Mandvi fell unconscious on the bed. For so many days, the royal doctor had known about the inhuman treatment of Mandvi. There was no one to take care of her. He understood the absurdity of Mata Kaikeyi. Bharat's ignorance towards Mandvi was also not hidden from him.