At last, the sixtheenth day of the Kurukshetra War came to an end. The glowing orb reluctantly rolled down the Western sky, putting a much-needed halt to the day-long slaughter of mankind. Bruised and wearied men limped back to their camps, their restless minds contemplating the possibilities of witnessing another sunset. Standing at the entrance…
One Shot on Karna’s Daughter – When We Were Together
