#urmila

She is not directly mentioned in this version, and it is unclear whether she, as Lakshmana's wife, exists in any form in this particular tradition since Maarkandeya does not seem too bothered with Lakshmana's marital situation.

I can't even imagine how attached I am to those two characters. I'm constantly searching for Lakshmila story ;books, pdfs, and even ffs and reading them.Because of Lakshmila, I am also very attached to Adishesh aka Sheshnaag & Kasheer aka Nagalakshmi. Please, if anyone can, send me a link to their story. Also, if possible, Balram & Revathi's.

Act of becoming fully aware of something as a fact.

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Reminder: This is a work made from my own imagination, with inspiration from the actual itihasa, and not meant to hurt anyone's sentiments.

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UNEDITED- you've been warned.

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14 years.

14 years had passed, since he had seen his wife.

14 years had passed, since she fell into a slumber.

And there he was. 14 years later, at the door to their chambers. She would still be sleeping. She would wake up soon.

There was a voice inside in the farther corners of his mind, whispering, of the time passed.

He promised her that he would be there the second she opened her eyes, and he intended to fulfill that promise.

He stopped in front of their chambers, his hand hovering over the handle, his ears ringing with nothing but silence, like a constant companion.

The quietness reminded him of the nights he spent, all alone, saying not a word, being one of the few lucky enough to witness the night pass on.

The nocturnals of the forest often saw him in the first nights, as if thinking- "Who is this strange being who had slipped past the clasp of Nidra Devi?"

Though often they left him to his own devices after a night or two, deeming him as own of their own, or as harmless, unless reckoned with, even if they were curious about his peculiar ways.

He shook his head, pulling himself out of his memories, walking inside, paying mind to his footsteps, making them as noiseless as can be.

He first looked around the chambers- he couldn't look at her, not yet.

Everything was the same.

The bedding, the vanity, all of it left where it had been all those years ago by them on that fateful day- with an innocent thought of dealing with it that night, after the day's duties had been fulfilled.

Oh, how wrong they were.

He retraced his steps. Mahadeva, his thoughts were moving faster than he could even process them.

He walked towards the bed, sitting on the edge of it carefully, looking at his wife.

She hadn't aged a day.

She looked so, so beautiful.

He sat there, patiently waiting for her to open her eyes- gently stroking her hair, when she opened her eyes.

He looked at her, looking right into her eyes-swirling pools of amber one could get lost in.

"Soumitra?" She asked, blinking her eyes, sleepily- he couldn't blame her, she had woken up from a 14 year long slumber.

"Urmila." He breathed out, looking at her, as he found himself smiling, and holding her hand.

And it was at this moment, he realised that he was the luckiest man in the world.

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Pov: u get inspo at the middle of the night right before you go to the bed that it makes you loose sleep lolz

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Headcanon A:  realistic

He is most loyal to Rama, but no one has ever understood him as innately as his twin Shatrughna does.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Lakshmana has chronic jaw pain from how often he's grinding his teeth.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

He accuses Urmila of having no right to judge him because she had it easy sleeping fourteen years and never made any difficult choices, and it creates a terrible rift between them for a while.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.