🌿 The Pandavas Meet You

The forest was quiet when the five brothers found you — Yudhishthira, Bhima, Arjuna, Nakula, and Sahadeva. You stood alone among the trees, sunlight tracing your silhouette like gold.

For a moment, even warriors who had faced gods forgot how to breathe.

Yudhishthira stepped forward first, ever the calm one.

“Forgive us if we seem rude, lady,” he said gently. “But why are you here, alone in this forest?”

Arjuna’s gaze lingered a little too long before he caught himself, scratching his neck awkwardly.

“She’s… stunning,” he muttered under his breath, then quickly added, “Oh, Lord Vishnu forgive me— I shouldn’t have said that aloud.”

Each of the Pandavas felt something they couldn’t quite name. It wasn’t just beauty — it was divinity. Because what they didn’t know… was that you were no ordinary wanderer.

You were the daughter of Lord Krishna — the eighth incarnation of Vishnu himself. And though you didn’t yet know it, fate had brought you here for a reason.