Memoir Of A Divine Shudra King-2

Unfair rejection is what my life started with and continued with. I had expected better from the cantankerous visually impaired old king Dhritrashtra of Hastinapur, I had expected an ounce of impartiality from him. I was a fool clearly, for had it not been for yuvraaj Duryodhana, I would have been stripped of my self respect when Arjuna denied a duel with me on account of my being a pariah. It was yuvraaj Duryodhana who crowned me the king of Anga (present Bihar, Jharkhand and northern West Bengal) and gave me the eligibility to fight the duel. I and Duryodhana became inseparable friends since then.

I married Vrushali who was a shudra herself and Uruvi, a kshatriya princess of Pukeya rajya who chose me as her husband in swayamwara. It was the first time that my caste was not being put on display and my uruvi as she confessed later, had fallen in love with me the day she saw me at the duel at Hastinapur. This is what I realized on my first marital night with Uruvi that when you get from a person something you have been restlessly longing for, you tend to find your world in their mere presence, so here I was totally in love with Uruvi. I never neglected Vrushali who had a temper of a fairy, and heart of gold. I was blessed to have the three most amazing women in my life, Radha my mother and Uruvi and Vrushali my wives.

I had Vrasasena, Shatrunjaya, Dvipata, Sushena, Satyasena, Chitrasena
and Susharma with Vrushali and Vrishaketu with Uruvi. I loved seeing my boys grow up and stronger everyday.

I’ll let out a secret today. Despite the lovely presence of the three ladies in my life, the ones I longed for the most were my biological mother and another mysterious woman. Is it wrong to be obsessed with a woman who is married, several times over? Some questions are not meant to be answered.