"The past may burn to ashes, but a promise can rise again."

When Karna lay dying on the battlefield of Kurukshetra, his final wish was not for glory or redemption—but that his life's story, soaked in pain and pride, be sent as a dream to other Karnas across the universe. A chance for someone to live differently… to break the chain of mistakes.

In another world, a young Vasusen—raised by his loving mother Radha and his father Adhirath, the charioteer of Hastinapur—wakes from that dream, shaken and forever changed. He remembers a life of greatness and tragedy… but also of promises broken and paths lost.

Guided by those memories, Vasusen walks a new path—not for fame, not for revenge—but to earn the pride of the one who raised him, and to become the warrior his soul was meant to be.

This is a tale of love, dharma, and defiance—a story where fate is not final, and even ashes can give birth to fire.

The Mahabharata is vast, layered, and full of mysteries—and it's incredible how many truths can coexist within its timeless tale.


Ashes of a Promise is just one of those truths—my version. I've reimagined certain events and characters in a way that speaks to me personally. It may not follow every traditional path, and it might not align with every version out there—but that's the beauty of a retelling, isn't it?


I truly welcome your thoughts and reflections—your voices mean a lot. Just a gentle reminder: this story follows the path I've chosen for Vasusen, even if it isn't the one most would expect.


At its heart, I write with deep respect for the epic—but also with the freedom to listen to the whispers of what if.


The Whispers I Follow