Arjun - Karan

Above them, the stars burned bright. And in the ruins of the old haveli, Radha lit a single lamp.

That night, Vijay touched a sword for the first time. It felt like an extension of his arm. Suraj cracked a stone pillar with his bare fist and smiled. They didn’t remember dying. But they remembered the hate.

But their mother, Radha, did not weep for long. She held a single mangalsutra in her hand and whispered a promise into the wind: “Come back to me.”