The Everlasting Burning Flame

Karan

(Mahabharata Take #1)

O. Father

It was my luck to be your son.

But

There is a Burning fire

Inside my Heart;

Is it curiosity?

Is it doubt?  

O, the great ‘Guru’

What was my fault?

The Truth was hidden.

But

You are the Mighty;

I do not complain.

O, the great ‘Sage’

Un-aware of my Identity.

 But

True to my Virtue.

So what was MY fault?

For which I paid with my Life!

O, Dearest Friend

You gave me, what I craved for most;

You gave me the status;

You gave me the hand, to hold on to.

And all I had for you

Was

Unquestionable love and support at all times.

O, the great beauty

That walks on earth

But

Hushes me, as something below earth.

O, Mother

Why?

That’s all I can say,

Ask.

And so the everlasting flame diminishes

In the name of his true father, ‘Surya’

But

Still burns in every heart

Who

Reads the great epic;

Epic of all epics – ‘Mahabharata’.

So goes my story.

And, who am I?

I am

Eldest son of Kunti,

Un-Known brother of the Pandavas,

Un-Recognized love of Panchali,

Un-Flinching friend of Duryodhan,

So called un-worthy ‘shishya’ of Parshuram,

Un-Taught by Dronacharya,

Loved and brought up by the ‘Charioteer’.

I am Karan,

Surya putra.

[P.S. : To understand it better, read Karan’s story in ‘ MAHABHARATA.]