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Later, in the forests, when Bhima complained of hunger, Kunti would tell him, “We are never hungry. He tasted our food before us. He left His footprint as a receipt.”

In the village of Varanavata, under the light of a full moon, a palace of shellac and resin stood waiting. It was a beautiful trap, fragrant with lacquer and ghee, built to burn. Within its honey-colored walls lived the Pandavas—Yudhishthira, Bhima, Arjuna, Nakula, Sahadeva, and their mother, Kunti. bengali mahabharat

But this is not a story of the great fire that was to come. It is a story of a single night before the flame. Later, in the forests, when Bhima complained of

That night, when Purochana lit the corner of the palace, Bhima carried his mother and brothers on his shoulders and burst through the underground tunnel. The lac palace became a torch against the sky. It was a beautiful trap, fragrant with lacquer

Duryodhana’s man, Purochana, had already set the lac palace ablaze from within. The trap was set for midnight.

In the Bengali Mahabharat , as Kashiram Das tells it, Kunti was not just a queen; she was a mother who cooked with her own hands. That night, she was making payesh —rice pudding—for Bhima. Bhima, the gluttonous, the strong, could eat mountains. But his mother knew his secret heart: he did not eat for hunger alone. He ate to feel safe. Every spoonful of her cooking was a promise that no one could poison him.