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"is this for real?" Ivaan wondered. She looks like she belongs in a painting, not in the middle of a forest. His mind was definitely playing tricks with him.
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Back at the camp, Ivaan approached the tribal head's son and the hunting expert again, his mind still reeling from the encounter.
"I saw someone in the forest," he said, his voice tinged with disbelief. "A woman on a horse, dressed in a white saree. She looked like... Princess."
The tribal head raised an eyebrow. "A woman in the forest? That's unusual. Are you sure it wasn't a trick of the light?"
Ivaan shook his head. "No, it was real. I saw her clearly. It was Princess Indu. I mean the Princess of Rana"
The hunting expert looked skeptical. "The princess of Rana? Here? That seems unlikely.If a princess of such big country were to go through the forest route there would be atleast 2 to 3 dozen of her accomplanes with her"
"must be! This girl was alone" Ivaan insisted. "But She was there."
The tribal head's son stroked his head head thoughtfully. "A princess is in the forest?"
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Indu's horse, a magnificent white beast, galloped through the dense forest with an unmatched fervor. The wind whipped through her hair as she navigated the narrow, winding paths with ease. The forest was alive with the sounds of chirping birds and rustling leaves, but Indu was focused solely on the thrill of the ride. She felt a sense of freedom and exhilaration that she rarely experienced within the confines of the palace.
As she emerged from the forest, the first rays of dawn began to break through the horizon, casting a golden glow over the landscape. Indu reined in her horse and waited patiently, knowing that her companions would soon catch up. She took a deep breath, savoring the fresh morning air, and smiled to herself.
A few minutes later, the retired Defence Minister, Rajnath appeared, followed closely by Indu's loyal maid, Sneha, and a handful of soldiers. Sneha's face was a mix of relief and exasperation as she dismounted her horse and approached Indu.
"Indu, what were you thinking?" Sneha scolded, her voice stern but laced with concern. "Rushing ahead alone like that! Do you have any idea how dangerous it is?" The defence minister added.
Indu grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, come on, you two, I had everything under control. Besides, it was exhilarating!"
Sneha shook her head, trying to suppress a smile. "You and your wild ideas. One day, you're going to give me a heart Minister I official I'm on your side from now on!"
Meera another maid, who had just caught up, chimed in with a playful tone. "Indu, you really need to stop giving us all a scare. Poor Sneha here was about to organize a search party!"
Indu laughed, her laughter echoing through the clearing. "A search party? For me? I think you all underestimate my skills."
Defence minister crossed his arms, trying to maintain his stern demeanor. "Skills or not, you need to be more careful. What if something had happened to you? and Sneha glad you share my concerns now!"
Indu's expression softened, and she placed a hand on Sneha's shoulder. "I know, Sneha. I'm sorry for worrying you. But sometimes, a little adventure is worth the risk."
Sneha sighed, finally allowing herself to smile. "Just promise me you'll be more cautious next time."
Indu nodded, her smile widening. "I promise. Now, shall we continue our journey? We have a long way to go. Isn't defence minister"
As the group prepared to set off again, the soldiers exchanged amused glances, and Sneha couldn't resist adding one last comment. "Just try to keep up with us this time, Indu. We wouldn't want you getting lost in the forest again."
Indu laughed, mounting her horse once more. "I'll do my best, Sneha. But no promises!"
With that, the group continued their journey, the forest behind them and the open road ahead, .
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After three more days of a slow and restful process of finding the right people and setting up the tent, the troupe finally reached the serene banks of the Kaveri River. The area was dotted with small makeshift houses where tourists could stay, offering a picturesque view of the flowing river. The Defence Minister, Rajnath, arranged for a royal tent for Princess Indu, ensuring she had a comfortable place to rest and prepare for the upcoming rituals.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the river, Rajnath approached Indu. "Princess, I will go and fetch the pandit for the rituals and look after the arrangements, Please take this time to rest and get ready."
Indu nodded, appreciating the care and attention. "Thank you, Minister I will be ready."
Rajnath left to find the pandit, while Indu entered her tent. The interior was lavishly decorated with silk cushions and tapestries, creating a cozy and regal atmosphere she decides to sleep early for the next day.
Sneha, walks in super early the next morning helping her change into a traditional silk saree, adorned with intricate gold embroidery. Indu's jewelry sparkled in the dim light, while Meera carefully braided her hair, securing it with a golden pin.
Soon, Rajnath returned with the pandit, an elderly man with a serene expression. He began setting up the ritual area near the riverbank, arranging the necessary items for the Kalash Sthapana. A small fire pit was prepared for the puja agni, and various offerings were placed around it, including flowers, rice, ghee, and sandalwood.
The pandit turned to Indu, who was now ready and standing by the river. "Princess, please come forward. We shall begin the rituals."
Indu stepped forward, her heart filled with reverence and anticipation. The pandit began chanting sacred mantras, invoking the blessings of the gods. Indu followed his instructions, offering rice and ghee into the fire as part of the ahuti, the sacred offerings.
the pandit handed Indu a clear golden pot. "Princess, now you must collect the water of the Kaveri. This water will be used for the Kalash Sthapana."
Indu carefully walks in the super cold water in the morning chill dipping trice in the water saying the chants before dipping the pot into the river, watching as the clear water filled it. She then tied a red saffron thread securely around the pot.
The pandit continued the rituals, guiding Indu through each step with patience and wisdom. "Now, Princess, you must perform the puja agni, offering your prayers to the fire. This symbolizes the purification of the mind and the blessings."
Indu knelt before the fire, her hands folded in prayer. She closed her eyes, feeling a deep connection to the sacred elements around her. The warmth of the fire, the coolness of the river, and the soothing chants of the pandit created a sense of peace she prays for her country and her families health.
After completing the puja agni, the pandit blessed the golden pot of water. "May this water bring prosperity and blessings to your kingdom, Princess. You have performed the rituals with great devotion."
Indu smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment and spiritual fulfillment. "Thank you, Panditji. Your guidance has been invaluable."
Rajnath, who had been observing the rituals with respect, stepped forward. "Princess, you have done well. The gods will surely bless us on our journey you can take rest we will take care of the rest , the pandit just informed me, the people of kaveri are celebrating a ritual this evening, I suggest we stay for the night and go back the next morning in the meanwhile you can enjoy and take part in the festival, it will be a new experience for you."
Indu smiled and nodded, her eyes shining with gratitude. The Defence Minister was always very caring of her. "Thank you, Rajnath. And thank you, Panditji. This has been a truly enlightening experience."
After changing into a light, comfortable outfit, Indu and Sneha walked along the banks of the Kaveri, watching the women set up for the festival. The air was filled with the sweet scent of garland flowers, and intricate rangoli designs adorned the ground, adding vibrant colors to the serene setting.
Indu turned to Sneha, curiosity in her eyes. "Sneha, what is this festival about?"
Sneha smiled, her eyes twinkling. "It's a festival for young unmarried women. They let glowing diyas on paper leaves float into the river, wishing for an ideal husband. They also apply mehndi on their hands. It's said that the young women can catch a glimpse of their future in the water. On the other side of the river, the men prepare for their own rituals. They began with a friendly sparring game called "Yuddha Kreeda" using wooden swords and shields they sparz The air was filled with rhythmic drumming and cheering as they showcased their strength and agility.
After the sparring, the men took a holy dip in the Kaveri River, chanting sacred hymns for blessings."
Indu's eyes widened with interest. "That sounds fascinating. I've never seen anything like it."
As they continued to walk, one of the local women approached Indu with a warm smile. "Princess, would you like to apply mehndi? It's a part of the festival, and it would be an honor for us."
Indu hesitated for a moment, but Sneha and Meera quickly chimed in, urging her to join in the fun. "Come on, Indu," Sneha said, nudging her playfully. "It will be a new experience for you. And besides, it's beautiful!"
Meera added with a grin, "You can't say no to mehndi, Princess. It's a tradition!"
Indu laughed, finally giving in. "Alright, alright. Let's do it."
The women gathered around, their laughter and chatter filling the air as they began to apply the intricate henna designs on Indu's hands. The atmosphere was filled with joy the bond between the women evident in their playful banter.
One of the little girl, Suki, looked at Indu with a teasing smile. "Princess, do you have anyone special in mind while making your wish are you perhaps engaged or your hand in marriage promised for we can write the initials of their name on your palm?"
Indu's smile vanished as a face flashed before her eyes Ivaan Narshimha. His words echoed in her mind, "Yet I'm the one who won, whether it's the war or... you." The memory irritated her, and she closed her eyes, trying to push the thought away.
Stop it, Indu. Don't think about him. Not now.She mentally scolded herself, not wanting to remember his name or the pain associated with it.
Both Meera and Sneha tensed up beside her, sensing her sudden change in mood. Sneha gently touched her arm, concern evident in her eyes.
Indu shook her head, forcing a smile. "No, Suki, I-I am not... Unfortunately, I don't have a name to write. I'm just here to enjoy the festival."
Another woman, Siya, giggled. "Well, you never know. The river might show you a glimpse of your future husband!"
Suki joined in the teasing, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yes, Princess. Maybe the future is not that bad. You'll see a handsome warrior waiting for you on the other side of the river."
Indu managed a small smile, trying to focus on the present and the joy around her. The laughter and light-hearted banter of the women helped to ease her mind, even if just a little. She took a deep breath, letting the festive atmosphere wash over her, hoping to find some peace amidst the celebration.
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As evening descended, the festival began in full swing. The banks of the Kaveri River were illuminated with countless diyas, casting a warm, golden glow over the water.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the sound of laughter and music.Indu dressed in a stunning yellow attire, the intricate embroidery shimmering in the light.
Her mehndi had darkened to a deep red, prompting playful teasing from the women around her."Look at that color, Indu!" Suki exclaimed, her eyes twinkling. "It means you'll be loved very much."Siya giggled, adding, "Yes, Indu. Someone special is definitely in your future."Indu smiled, feeling a mix of embarrassment and amusement.
"Alright, alright. Let's see what this festival has in store."
The unmarried women began to float their diyas on the river, each one making a silent wish for an ideal husband. The flickering lights created a magical ambiance, reflecting off the water and adding to the festive atmosphere.
On the other side of the river, the men engaged in friendly sparring matches with wooden swords, their laughter and shouts of encouragement blending with the music. The rhythmic drumming added a lively beat to the evening, enhancing the sense of celebration.As the last diya was floated, Suki and Siya turned to Indu with expectant looks.
"Indu, it's your turn now. You have to float a diya too."Indu hesitated, but after much convincing, she finally agreed. "Alright, I'll do it."
As Indu floated her diya on the Kaveri River, she made a silent prayer for a good future. Opening her eyes, she noticed a figure emerging from the water on the other side of the river. The flickering light from the diyas cast a magical glow, making it difficult to see clearly at first.
The figure moved gracefully, the water cascading off his muscular form. His skin glistened in the moonlight, highlighting the contours of his well-defined muscles. His hair, wet and tousled, framed his chiseled face.
Indu's breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight. The man was undeniably handsome, with sharp features and a commanding presence. His eyes, dark and intense, seemed to pierce through the distance between them, although he wasn't looking in her direction.
There was something familiar about him, something that tugged at the edges of her memory.As he stepped further out in the water, the realization slowly dawned on her. It was Ivaan Narshimha Varma himself.
The same Ivaan whose words had haunted her thoughts, startled, Indu stood up too quickly, losing her balance and stumbling into the river. The sudden splash caused a wave of panic among the onlookers.
"Indu!" Sneha and Meera cried out, rushing to her aid.They quickly pulled her out of the water, their concern turning to relief as they saw she was unharmed. Sneha couldn't resist a teasing remark. "Indu, if you wanted to take a dip, you could have just said so!"Meera laughed, adding, "Yes, Princess. You gave us quite a scare!"
Indu, now dripping wet, managed a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry. I just... I thought I saw someone."As she looked back across the river, she saw many other men unfamiliar, his presence no where to be seen.
The sight of him left her wondering if it had been real or just a figment of her imagination. And why on earth she would hallucinate about him out of all the men.
While on the other side of the bank, Ivaan changed back into his normal clothing after his refreshing dip in the Kaveri River. Feeling the cool water having wash away his fatigue of the journey. As he adjusted his attire, he heard a commotion coming from across the river.
Curious, he glanced over and saw a group of people gathered near the water's edge. It seemed someone had fallen in, but with so many already rushing to help, he decided not to pay much attention.
Ivaan took a deep breath, feeling a sense of calm and contentment. Little did he know, the person who had fallen into the water was none other than Princess Indu, the very woman whose has been unknowingly stirring his thoughts.
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Indu changed into a fresh pink outfit, feeling much better after her unexpected fall in the river. The festival atmosphere was still vibrant, and she was eager to explore more before their departure.
Minister Rajnath approached her with an update."Princess, once all the soldiers and maids are fed and prepared, we will begin our journey back to the palace,it will be Around 3-4 hours " Rajnath informed her.
Indu, already ready and having eaten, felt a wave of boredom. "Minister Rajnath, may I have permission to stroll around the market? It looks so lively and I would love to see more of the festival."Rajnath, who had grown fond of Indu and slightly lowered his guard, nodded with a smile.
"Very well, Princess. But you must take few soldiers with you and Sneha for your safety."
"Of course, Minister. I'll be careful."With that Indu slipped away,Indu glanced around, noticing that the soldiers were still eating and Sneha was resting. She decided there was no harm in a quick stroll gets her horse and moves on.
As Indu made her way towards the bustling town market, something caught her eye-a baby deer, stumbling in the opposite direction towards the forest. The deer cub looked incredibly adorable but seemed weak and out of strength, stumbling slowly. Concerned, Indu rode closer to the cub, but it got startled and started running into the forest.
"Wait, little one!" Indu called out softly, trying not to scare it further.
She watched as the cub stumbled and fell, its tiny legs struggling to support it. With no mother in sight, Indu realized the cub might not survive on its own. Determined to help, she decided to follow it. Unexpectedly, the deer cub found a burst of energy and ran faster, deeper into the woods. The forest grew darker, with only the moonlight guiding her path.
Indu's heart filled with warmth as she saw other deer cubs and their mother, who quickly took the lost cub into their care. Relieved, she stopped her horse and looked around. The forest was eerily silent, the darkness only broken by the silver glow of the moon. A sense of fear began to creep in.
"I should head back," she whispered to herself, turning her horse around.
But as she turned, a shadow moved swiftly in front of her. Out of nowhere, a bandit appeared, fully covered in black and wearing a mask. His sudden appearance made her horse stumble back reared up, throwing her off. She hit the ground hard, the wind knocked out of her running away. The bandit advanced, his eyes glinting menacingly in the moonlight.
Indu's heart pounded in her chest. She quickly grabbed the small knife from her waistband and slashed at him, causing him to stumble back with a grunt. Without wasting a moment, she got up and ran deeper into the forest, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
The trees seemed to close in around her, the shadows playing tricks on her mind. She could hear the bandit's footsteps behind her, relentless and terrifying. She kept running, zigzagging through the trees to lose him. The sound of his pursuit grew fainter until it stopped altogether.
Breathing heavily, Indu slowed down, realizing she had managed to ditch him. But now, she was in the middle of the forest with no sense of direction. The fear and adrenaline began to take their toll. She walked a little further, her legs trembling with exhaustion and stress. The darkness seemed to press in on her, and the eerie silence was broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves.
Finally, unable to go any further, Indu collapsed to the ground, her vision blurring. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was the gentle glow of the moon.
Indu slowly woke up, blinking as the chirping of birds and the sunlight filtering through the trees greeted her. She felt a wave of terror as she realized she was in an unknown environment. Sitting up, she looked around at the vast expanse of trees surrounding her. Her outfit was muddy and ruined, her hair and dress tangled with small leaves.She began to remove the leaves, trying to make sense of her surroundings.
Suddenly, she heard the crackling of dead leaves-someone was moving nearby. Her heart raced as she thought, It must be the bandit.
Panicking, she started running, her breath coming in short gasps. She paused to listen, and a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder.
Indu turned around swiftly, her small knife already swinging. Ivaan, with his quick reflexes, moved out of the way just in time. Realizing who it was, Indu's eyes narrowed in suspicion she stumbled back.
"Prince Ivaan?" she blurted out, her voice a mix of shock and relief.
Ivaan, equally surprised, took a step closer "Princess Indu? ..............So It's really you? Or is this hallucination"
"What do you mean?"
They stood there for a moment, both trying to process the unexpected encounter.