Mahabharat: Shiva's Last Variable

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But even the last few Kauravas couldn’t remain hidden forever.

Arjuna refused to give up.

He had already searched the same section of the garden several times, but something about one particular area continued to bother him.

A few leaves near a large ornamental tree had been disturbed, and although it was barely noticeable, the pattern didn’t look natural.

"Wait."

The other Pandavas stopped.

Arjuna slowly walked toward the tree and looked around it.

"Someone is here."

Bhima immediately became excited.

"Where?"

"Don’t make any noise."

Arjuna crouched down and examined the ground.

There were faint footprints leading toward the tree, but they disappeared before reaching it.

He looked upward.

Nothing.

He then walked around the other side and noticed something that made him smile.

A tiny movement.

"Found you."

Suyodhana froze.

For a moment, he didn’t move at all.

Then Arjuna pointed toward the branches.

"You can come down now, Suyodhana."

The Kaurava prince slowly climbed out from his hiding place, his expression turning into one of complete disbelief.

"How did you find me?"

Arjuna simply shrugged.

"You moved."

"I barely moved!"

"You still moved."

Bhima burst out laughing.

"We found him!"

The other Pandavas immediately celebrated, while the remaining Kauravas who were still hiding realized what had happened.

Their eldest brother had been caught.

That meant they had lost.

One by one, the remaining Kauravas emerged from their hiding places, some disappointed and others laughing at how the game had ended.

Lata, who had been watching the entire game from a distance, finally walked toward the children with a smile.

"Well, it looks like we have our winners."

The Pandavas immediately gathered around her.

"We won!"

"We found everyone!"

Bhima proudly pointed toward Arjuna.

"Arjuna found Suyodhana!"

Lata laughed.

"Then Arjuna certainly deserves some credit. But all five of you worked together, so the prize belongs to all of you."

She reached into a small decorated pouch she had been carrying and brought out a delicate silver needle.

The Pandavas stared at it curiously.

Lata placed it carefully in Yudhishthira’s hand.

"This is your surprise."

Yudhishthira looked at the small silver needle.

"A needle?"

Lata nodded her head.

"Not an ordinary one. It carries a tiny amount of good fortune for whoever possesses it. It isn’t powerful enough to change someone’s fate or make impossible things happen, but it may occasionally turn a small moment in your favour."

The five brothers looked at one another.

Bhima’s face immediately brightened.

"So it gives luck?"

Lata laughed.

"A very small amount."

"That’s still luck!"

Nakula examined the needle carefully while Sahadeva looked at it with quiet curiosity.

Arjuna smiled.

"We won it fairly."

Yudhishthira carefully held the silver needle before finally showing it to his brothers.

"We should keep it together."

The suggestion was immediately accepted.

The five Pandavas began celebrating among themselves, laughing and excitedly talking about the game as only children could, completely forgetting their royal status for the moment.

Bhima was already boasting about how many Kauravas he had found.

Arjuna reminded him that he had been the one who found Suyodhana.

Nakula and Sahadeva argued over who had discovered another hiding place first.

Yudhishthira simply watched his brothers with a smile, holding the little silver needle safely in his hand.

Nearby, the Kauravas looked at them with varying expressions of disappointment.

Dushasana crossed his arms.

"We almost won."

Vikarna smiled.

"Almost isn’t winning."

Suyodhana gave Arjuna a competitive look.

"Next time, you won’t find me."

Arjuna grinned.

"We’ll see."

Lata watched the children with amusement.

For all the grandeur of the palace, the visiting kings and the countless matters occupying the adults, this small garden had become the happiest place in the entire kingdom for a group of children who had completely forgotten about everything else.

Meanwhile, back at the Trinetra Tandaveshwara Temple,

Devara and Gandhari had just finished their prayers and were making their way out of the main shrine.

The temple bells continued to ring softly in the background while the fragrance of incense drifted through the air.

Just as they stepped into the outer courtyard, Devara noticed something unusual moving through the sky.

A pigeon was flying directly toward them.

At first, there was nothing particularly strange about it. But as it came closer,

Devara noticed a faint golden radiance surrounding its body. It wasn’t bright enough to blind anyone, yet the tiny amount of divinity radiating from the bird was unmistakable.

Devara raised an eyebrow.

"That’s unusual."

Gandhari looked up.

"What is?"

Before she could say anything else, the pigeon descended toward them.

Devara instinctively raised his hand.

The pigeon landed gently on his palm.

He looked at it for a moment, slightly puzzled.

The little bird remained perfectly calm, its feathers carrying that faint golden glow as it tilted its head and looked directly at him.

Gandhari stepped closer.

"Is that... divine energy?"

Devara nodded slowly.

"Yes. A very small amount, but definitely divine."

The pigeon gave a soft coo.

Devara looked at it suspiciously.

"Are you here to deliver something?"

The pigeon simply stared at him.

Gandhari couldn’t help smiling.

"I don’t think it is going to answer you."

Devara glanced at her.

"You never know. I’ve had stranger things happen."

He carefully turned the pigeon around, checking whether there was any message or scroll attached to its leg.

There was nothing.

The bird continued sitting comfortably on his palm as though it had known him for years.

Devara frowned slightly.

"Then why did you come to me?"

The pigeon suddenly spread its wings.

A tiny golden shimmer passed over its body.

Devara’s expression changed.

He could sense that the divine energy wasn’t coming from the bird itself.

It was carrying something.

Something that had been deliberately placed within it.

The pigeon looked directly into Devara’s eyes before giving another soft coo.

Devara stared at it for a moment.

"Well..."

He smiled faintly.

"Looks like someone has sent me a message."

Gandhari looked at the unusual bird.

"Who could have sent it?"

Devara had no answer.

But judging by the divine energy surrounding the pigeon, whoever had sent it was certainly not an ordinary messenger.

Devara carefully reached toward the pigeon and noticed a small scroll secured around its leg.

He gently removed it and allowed the bird to remain perched on his arm while he unfolded the message.

The moment the scroll opened, brilliant golden letters appeared across the surface.

Gandhari leaned closer, curious about the unusual message.

"What does it say?"

Devara didn’t answer immediately.

His eyes had already fallen upon the emblem engraved at the top of the scroll.

A radiant Sun emblem.

His expression changed as recognition dawned on him.

"Surya Lok."

Gandhari looked at him.

"Surya Dev?"

Devara nodded his head.

"Yes."

The golden letters slowly settled into a clear message, carrying the formal invitation of Surya Dev himself.

Devara read it carefully.

Surya Dev was formally inviting him to Surya Lok to participate in the Swayamvara of his daughter, Goddess Yami.

And there was another detail that immediately caught Devara’s attention.

The Swayamvara would take place in three days.

Devara stared at the message for a few moments.

Gandhari noticed his silence.

"What is it?"

Devara finally looked at her.

"I have been invited to Yami’s Swayamvara."

Gandhari’s eyebrows rose.

"Goddess Yamuna?"

Devara nodded with a chuckle.

"The daughter of Surya Dev."

She smiled slightly.

"So they have finally decided to hold it."

Devara folded the scroll carefully.

"It seems so."

He looked toward the golden sky beyond the temple courtyard, his mind already beginning to consider the journey.

Three days.

It wasn’t much time.

Especially considering that he had only just returned home after more than a hundred days of war, received the Hastinapur guests, taken Gandhari to the temple and was now surrounded by family celebrations.

Gandhari noticed his expression and gave him an amused look.

"You are thinking about whether you can actually leave the kingdom again, aren’t you?"

Devara looked at her.

"I was thinking about how much trouble I am going to have explaining this to everyone."

Gandhari laughed.

"Then don’t worry. I’ll explain it."

Devara raised an eyebrow.

She smiled.

"After all, you can’t refuse a formal invitation from Surya Dev, especially when it concerns his daughter’s Swayamvara."

Devara looked at the scroll again.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Then I suppose I should start preparing."

The divine pigeon gave another soft coo from his hand, almost as though reminding him that the message had already been delivered.

Devara looked at the bird.

"Thank you for bringing this."

He released it.

The pigeon spread its wings, the faint golden glow returning around its body as it flew toward the heavens.

Devara watched it disappear into the distance.

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