DISCLAIMER-
THIS STORY IS COMPLETELY JUST A WORK OF FICTION. IT DOES NOT MEAN TO HURT ANYONE'S SENTIMENTS.
THIS STORY IS JUST
TO SHOW WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED BUT NOT ALL PARTS ARE TRUE.

I HAVE TRIED TO STICK TO THE HISTORY AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. THIS STORY MIGHT CONTAIN SOME FOLKTALES AND SOME STORIES OF MY OWN IMAGINATION
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" The shiny blue crystal water was flowing in the divine fountain which stood in front of me, the cold water on touching my hand turned shiny. A sweet, irresistible voice call me from behind.

'Amrit'

I turned to see a man in the light of the rising sun. The only thing that I could see on him was the peacock feather on his crown. His face, his clothes, his body were all in shadow due to the sun.

I started walking towards him slowly feeling an unusual attraction towards this man. I felt an urge of need to see his face.

We were just an inch away when my legs stopped.. I could feel how he was smiling while looking at me. I wanted to see his face badly.

I was about to step closer when the ground started vibrating. I feel dizzy as that heavenly man started disappearing slowly. I knew it all was about  to end as my hand goes to that merciless alarm clock "

"Ammu ! Wake up! Ammu" her mother cried trying to wake her up as her alarm keeps on ringing.

"Maa ! Just two more minutes" Amrit cried as she pulled her pillow and tried to sleep.

"Ammu come on girl! Wake up! It's Diwali dear. "Her mum said pulling her blanket.

"Ok ok I am awake! You can go now" Ammu replied as her mother started to leave.

Then Amrit took a quick nap to complete her sleep and then went to have shower.

Amrit's POV

During shower,
The man in my dreams, I am sure he was Kanha. I could understand that just by his peacock feather.

I smiled as I reimagined my dream.

Kanha! How much will you keep this sister of yours waiting?
You know how much I want to meet you.

I thought.

I got dressed. I am wearing a blue top which mom bought for Diwali and a short leggings with it.

God knows how much I hate long leggings. I can't bear them.

"Ammu be quick! Your breakfast is ready" Mom shouted.

I got out of the bathroom and then combed my medium sized black hair.

Mum used to say that I have the blackest hair in our family.

Being a dark skinned girl, my dad once told me that my grandpa wanted to name me Chhaya as I used to look like a baby kept in shadows. But grandpa argues that he wanted to name me Chhavi as I was like a copy of my great grandma. He still calls me that.

My black.. I mean dark brown eyes is something I inherited from my mum. I feel they are the most amazing feature on my face.

I smiled and went to the dining room to have breakfast.

And soon it was time to decorate the lights and to make the rangoli. Then, it was the time for puja.

I went and sat with my grandpa who was telling some mythological stories to my younger cousins.

I could recognize he was telling about Mahabharata.

"And here comes the expert of Mahabharata, Ammu" he remarked as I sat beside him.

Dadu! That's because Kanha is my brother and I like to know everything about my brother.
But you know nothing about our relation. No one knows.

"Dadu! That's because I am genius" I said in contrast to my thinking.

I cut him off many times, correcting him every 2-3 minutes as he told them the story.

"And so when the pandavas came to know that Karna was their elder brother, they were filled with guilt and depression" told grandpa

"And Yudhisthir cursed that women will not be able to tell lies. And Arjuna adopted Vrishaketu, Karna's son and taught him everything about archery" I interrupted

"So kids next year, your Ammu di will tell us the story about Mahabharata" he said being annoyed with me.

But Dadu! That's because Karna is my brother too and the same reason I like to know everything about my brother but again you don't know that.

Before I could reply,
"Ammu!! Come here" my dear mother called me.

"Coming Maa" I shouted as I went to her.

To Be Continued

Author's Note:-
Hey Guys!
So this is my first ever story in Wattpad and so there might be some mistakes.

I hope you all will love this.

I imagined this story as myself, so the girl, Amrit, will kind of represent me and a bit of my sister.

And ya it will be a similar to another Wattpad story where the scientist Prerna who goes to the past and was turned out to be Panchali's reincarnation.

That's because that story motivated me to write this abandoned imagination of mine.

I hope that you all will enjoy this.