Arundhati Page #3

Why are you asking about it?

No, madam.

Please don't think about it.

What's the story behind that fort?

It's not a story, it's a bad dream.

A bad dream you never

want to think about again.

Please tell me about it.

You're asking the story about yourself.

Your own story!

That's not a fort,

it's Gadwal kingdom.

Epitome of valour and pride.

With smiles of children,

affection and love,

our kingdom was filled

with happiness and festivities.

Your great, great grandfather

Raja Chinnavenkata Rangarauyudu was king

He had 2 daughters,

Queen died when they were children.

Elder daughter was Bhargavi,

she was beautiful and very innocent,

she never went against father's word.

Younger daughter was Arundhati,

a ferocious tigress of the empire,

Nobody could challenge her

in sword fighting or in archery.

She was born with leadership qualities.

The valour and confidence in her eyes,

and the courage,

she appeared like Gadwal's

presiding deity Goddess Jejamma.

That's why everyone

called her as Jejamma.

Like in every story

there will be a villain,

this story too has a villain.

Hey Bommali!

- Leave me...

He was a sex maniac!

Never left any woman he liked.

He used to chase like them

like a pack of hungry jackals.

He was King's nephew Pasupathi.

Pasupathi?

Leave me... leave me...

He used to kill anyone opposing him.

He was a man in appearance

but a beast in character.

King's biggest mistake was to

get Bhargavi married to him.

His scheming mother Jalajamma

was behind all this.

King's sister.

She cheated King by saying that

their horoscopes matched perfectly,

and got her son married to

his elder daughter Bhargavi.

What's this, hubby?

Is it good on your part to bring

these cheap women to home?

If they are cheap women,

then you too are cheap.

Come... come Bommali...

- Leave me.

This is quite common in royal families,

why are you making it an issue?

Go away!

That innocent girl's life got ruined

by the duo of mother and son.

One fine day, they went further down.

Arundhati was learning a special dance

from a Varanasi danseuse,

She was blind.

Look Arundhati, today I'm going

to teach you a new dance.

Royal women,

especially future queens like you,

must learn this dance.

Like in archery,

aiming target listening to sound,

this is known as Dance of sound.

You make the sound,

watch how I respond with

echoes my dance moves.

Okay madam.

Even if it's a heart beat,

I'll hit the bulls eye.

Junior madam, King is calling you.

Okay, you go, I'll come.

He came like a hungry beast

fully drunk with desires.

Fresh smell!

I shudder even today when I think

of what he did that day.

I'll come to take you,

I'll do what I came here for.

Come Arundhati!

I'm going to teach you the

dance of Pranava Bhairava.

If you do this dance before an

enemy in an helpless situation,

you can save yourself.

Who is it? Arundhati?

Why don't you answer me?

Who is it?

Who is it?

You came here to teach dance of valour.

I came to you to learn

the dance of love.

Leave me!

Come here!

Arundhati, madam Kanchana is not well,

she left just now

promising to come tomorrow.

You're very lucky, Bommali.

You're dying while enjoying sex.

You fulfilled my sex desire

even as you die.

You're banished from this kingdom.

You came here after bringing

bad name to your In-laws.

Nobody can tolerate if you son

ruins the honour of this royal family.

Be careful!

You mustn't forgive a man

who did this grievous crime.

Father, banish them from

here immediately.

I'm not tolerating him

because he's my son-in-law,

your sister's life is in his hands.

If she's not married to him,

my one order is enough

for my subjects to lynch him.

Come, do we look like mad?

Why are your people angry

on me and my mother?

Do they think we are useless?

I'll kill you.

No son! Listen to me.

- Leave my hand.

Leave it, don't rush.

She must be alive till you become

the heir to this kingdom.

Only then you can

next king as son-in-law.

That's why I got her married to you.

If she dies, we'll not have

any place in this royal family.

They will hunt us down to death,

remember that.

your sister's life is in his hands.

If she dies, we'll not have

any place in this royal family.

If she's not married to him,

my one order is enough

for my subjects to lynch him.

If she dies, we'll not have

any place in this royal family.

my one order is enough

for my subjects to lynch him.

...we'll not have any place

in this royal family.

Madam Bhargavi!

My dear Bhargavi!

There's no beauty or fun

in the home with a dead body.

How long will you keep the body

of one who committed suicide?

Throw it away!

This is your end!

Leave my son... don't beat my son.

Leave him... don't kill him...

leave him...

Throw her away!

Leave him... leave him...

don't beat him!

His gory death must scare any man

even to think of other woman.

Not only him but

even after his death,

even dogs must hate

to see his body.

Tie this womanizer to

his own wild horse.

This is your end!

You must meet a dusty end!

Drag him away!

That day Arundhati not only chased out

a cruel man

but his lawlessness,

His arrogance! His violence!

Ever since then people considered

Arundhati as Goddess Jejamma.

Called her as Jejamma!

She grew up and

was darling of everyone.

she became a saviour Goddess.

You're the light of hope

in the tunnel of the darkness...

You're Goddess Kali with the sword...

Your ferocious look is enough

to make enemy's sword to shiver...

When you paint.

it's a mirror image of your heart...

You're Goddess Annapurna

who feeds everyone...

You're mother earth in

looking after her children...

When you say it's a holy hymn...

When you do something.

it's an irrevocable law...

You're patient like mother earth...

You're an epitome of justice...

This is my kingdom. be careful!

Jejamma... our mother... O Jejamma...

Jejamma's words were edicts

to her subjects.

People lived happily under her rule.

But Pasupathi didn't die

as people thought.

His vengeance on Arundhati

kept him alive.

Some people passing that way

saved his life.

They were Agoras!

They lived with dead souls,

ghosts and demons.

They were sorcerers and

offered prayers with dead bodies.

They took lives using evil souls.

This is your end!

He studied art of Tantric from Agoras

to take revenge on Arundhati.

He took lives using tantricism

by cruel methods of witchcraft.

He offered prayers with dead bodies.

He drank human blood.

Doing many such inhuman

and disgusting things,

at last he achieved many evil powers.

He's not a human any more.

He's a tantric with many

evil souls dwelling in his body.

He entered Gadwal again to

take revenge on Arundhati.

Bad luck, Arundhati got married

on that day's morning,

Entire Gadwal was celebrating the event.

Kill him!

even dogs must hate

to see his body.

Who are you? Alms are given outside

not inside. Go and stand outside.

Who am I?

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