After Pitashree and Mata Madri’s funeral, all seven of us children with Mata Kunta left the forest with Pitahmah and Kakashri Vidur to return to our city of Hastinapur. The reunion was wonderful at first but then I started seeing how Mama Shakuni was acting and how his words seemed sweet but actually weren’t sweet at all. In the beginning all the brothers lived happily together but a couple of years after my Swayamvara the brainwashing of the Kauravas commenced.
When I studied at the Kanyaashram I met a beautiful girl who became a friend of mine. Little did either of us know that the future heir of my father’s dynasty would be born from the womb of her future daughter. My friend’s name was Sudheshna. While I was very close to her I absolutely abhorred her older brother Keechak who was the reason that I was almost raped. Yes, the Keechak that I am talking about is the same one that my younger brother Bhima will kill in the future to protect his wife Draupadi’s honor and respect. My attempted rape happened at the gardens of Hastinapur one month before my Swayamvara. Sudheshna’s mother and Kaki Parashavi were childhood friends and her whole family came to visit us in Hastinapur for my Kaki and Kaka’s anniversary party. Keechak was the type of man that wanted what he wanted even if the girl wasn’t interested. He wouldn’t take no. I feared for my honor and my life. By the time I was sixteen years old my heart had already fallen to my beloved Arush. I had already promised myself, my heart, my soul, and my body to Arush. I knew that my Swayamvara was only a month away and I had already decided to garland only my love Arush during the upcoming Swayamvara.
Luckily, I was rescued by my soulmate Arush and my Vasu Bhaiya. You see, we had planned to meet earlier that day and they had been looking for me all over the palace for almost an hour. Finally, a daasi friend of mine named Vrushali told them that she had seen me in the gardens earlier. They walked to the gardens only to find me on the ground and my sari almost ripped off. I tried my hardest to bite and kick Keechak off of me. Unfortunately because Keechak was stronger than I my attempts to get him off of me weren’t working. In fact, Keechak had already twisted one of my ankles to keep me from moving away from him. He had also had tried to touch parts of my body that I only wanted Arush to touch. When Vasu Bhaiya saw me looking so helpless and my lip bleeding he went crazy and started beating Keechak up. After Keechak was unconscious Arush and I dragged Bhaiya off of him. I knew that if anyone had found out that Vasu Bhaiya had attacked and injured a Kshatriya he would have been imprisoned or worse killed by the elders. I didn’t want Karna to be hurt and I definitely didn’t want to lose my older brother. I loved him as my Bhaiya since I was a baby and we grew even more closer since I had learned the truth that he was my older brother. So I kept quiet about Keechak trying to rape me. I made Vasu Bhaiya and Arush promise to keep quiet as well. Many years later, all three of us were so happy and proud of Bhima for killing the unjust and dishonorable Keechak. Poor Bhima looked so funny speechless when he didn’t know what to do at the double wedding of Abhimanyu and Uttara & Lakshmanaa and Samba, when Angaraj Karna hugged him and the rest of the Pandavas. The shock that everyone felt that day was very funny. At least these six brothers had memories of this cute hug and countless other hugs during their childhood.