P O W E R

It was the time when the pandavas were in the final years of thier 12 year exile,they paid the price for one man's inclination towards a non perceptive result yielding event...gambling.The one is man is the eldest brother of the pandavas known as dharmaraj.The pandavas are five brothers,each one having a charm of thier own.They came to a village  along 

with accompained ny thier mother,kunti.A demon used to live in the hills north to the village,it used to raid the village and kill everyone it saw untiul the villagers made a pact with demon.According to the pact they will send the youngest member from each family every month as its prey.One day kunti found her neighbour weeping along with his wife,they both are holding 

each other..the husband was holding his tears and trying to console his wife.They quickly wiped thier tears when they saw thier son leaving the house to play.Kunti went to the couple and came to understand from thier eyes that thier rueful day has come,but they made no sins for such a big punishment,kunti knew everything..she was a queen,mother of the blessed five who are born to change the destiny.

Kunti said to his neighbour that his son bheema will go instead of his son.Bheema was the most inviolable man everborn,he had a clossal body which now laid wrapped tightly inorder to control its strength with robes.The pandavas were deprived of thier kingdom because of the gamble played by dharmaraj,acording to the pact the pandavas must stay away from thoer kingdom for 12 years and shouldnt reveal thier identity.

The day came and kunti sent bheema to the demon,she has no signs of worry in her face as she knew what was going to happen,she found her son's strength paining his self,the strength which he kept concealed in him.Bheema started his way to the north hills,removing each robe which painfully tied his muscles tight so that he looked thin and they cant find his true identity.His muscles started getting free,he reached the 

mouth of the cave where the demon stayed.He shouted at top of his voice like a lion which was challanged of its might,like a king one sword stroke away from a epic victory.He awoke the demon with his loud cry,it came out roaring.It had the horns of a bull,awaiting to pierce its prey,its dark body behind the green hills looked like a ambushing black panther in the wild,its eyes are that of an adamant tiger crossing wilderness,

unkowing its limits.Before it stod bheema,the man capable of taming any animal.Its been since years he was challanged for a fight.He jumped on the beast and thrust his fist into the torso of the demon,the demon felt something which it nevr felt before,pain..and consequently fear...the demon never tasted fear before.Bheema broke his neck and crushed its head into the floor with his foot and let out a cry with increasing intensity...

a cry his body craved for to eject the pain he had held within for concealing his colossal strength...a cry loud enough to inject fear into those who thought to propogate evil.....