Neev:
 Hey hey, myth-lovers! Welcome to Mythical Masala with Neev — and guess what? We’re officially in episode 4, and things are about to get juicy.

Co-host:
 Ooooh, so this is where we start to meet the parents of the Pandavas and Kauravas, right?

Neev:
 Yup! You’ve heard of Dhritarashtra and Pandu. You’ve met their grandma, Satyavati, and how they were fathered by Vyasa. But now it’s time for... romance, royal matchmaking, and more babies born in the most unusual way.

Co-host:
 Wait… doesn’t someone blindfolds themselves on purpose?

Neev:
 Yup — and that’s just the beginning. Let’s dive into the drama of royal marriages, superpowers, and a princess with a hundred sons in her future.

Neev:
 So, let’s zoom back into the palace of Hastinapura, where the throne may technically be empty, but the power? All in the hands of Bhishma, the vow-master and most loyal regent ever.

Co-host:
 Bhishma’s basically running the kingdom while also playing nanny, teacher, advisor, and now… matchmaker?

Neev:
 You got it! He’s raising Dhritarashtra, Pandu, and Vidura—each with their own special flair.

• Dhritarashtra: stronger than an ox.
• Pandu: the best archer in town.
• Vidura: wiser than Google and cooler than a scroll full of state secrets.
  
  

But now that they’re older, Bhishma has a new royal headache: wedding season.

Co-host:
 Please tell me he didn’t try to kidnap princesses again.

Neev:
 Nope! He remembered what happened last time. This time? No chariots. No drama. Just diplomacy.

Bhishma went straight to Vidura—the kingdom’s wisdom advisor. Vidura agreed that marriage was the next royal priority, especially for the heir, Dhritarashtra.

So Bhishma did some royal-level research—yes, even back then they had matchmakers, just minus the apps—and set his eyes on Princess Gandhari of Gandhara.

Co-host:
 Wait, wait. I’ve heard of her! Isn’t she the one who’s supposed to have, like… a hundred sons?

Neev:
 Ding ding ding! That’s right. Gandhari had been blessed with a boon that she’d be the mother of a hundred sons. So Bhishma was like, “Perfect! No more succession drama—let’s seal this deal!”

So he sends a marriage proposal to Gandhara. But then… the royal family hears that Dhritarashtra is blind.

Co-host
 Oh boy. That’s… not the easiest thing to explain in an arranged marriage proposal.

Neev:
 Gandhari’s family was shocked. A blind king? That wasn’t exactly what they were expecting. Gandhari herself wasn’t thrilled either.

But then came the real decision-maker—her father, King Subala.

He basically said, “Look, the Kuru dynasty is the most powerful family in the land. Saying no to them could mean big trouble.” So… he said yes.

Co-host (softly):
 That must’ve been tough for Gandhari.

Neev:
 It was. But what she did next? Absolutely legendary.

At the wedding, Gandhari tied a blindfold over her own eyes and vowed to live in total darkness—for the rest of her life.

Co-host:
 Wait, what?! She blindfolded herself?

Neev:
 Yes. She said, “If my husband cannot see the world, then neither will I. We will be equals in all things.”

Everyone was speechless. Some said it was an act of love. Some said it was protest. Others called it a sign of inner power. Whatever it was—it made Gandhari legendary.

Oh—and fun fact? Though her eyes were closed, people say she developed an inner vision so strong, it was almost like magic.

Co-host:
 A hundred sons, inner vision, total commitment? Gandhari is seriously underrated.

Neev:
 Totally. And we’ve just begun. Because guess what? It’s Pandu’s turn next—and his love story? Well… it’s a wild one.

Neev:
 So after successfully marrying off Dhritarashtra to Gandhari, Bhishma turned his attention to his next matchmaking mission—Pandu!

Co-host:
 I feel like Bhishma’s full-time job at this point is Wedding Planner: Mahabharata Edition.

Neev:
 Totally! And for Pandu, he found the perfect match in a princess named Kunti—also called Pritha, the adopted daughter of King Kuntibhoja.

Co-host:
 So wait—adopted princess, new name, royal background... is this starting to sound like a superhero origin story to anyone else?

Neev:
 Oh, it gets better. Kunti wasn’t just good-natured and kind—she was also legendary for how well she served guests. One day, when she was still a teenager, she welcomed a very famous (and very scary) guest to the palace…

Enter: Durvasa Muni.

Co-host:
 Ohhh nooo. The sage with a temper hotter than chili powder!

Neev:
 Yup. Durvasa was famous for his short fuse. People literally panicked if he looked slightly annoyed. But Kunti? She treated him with total respect, care, and service. No complaints. No eye-rolls. Just pure hospitality.

And guess what? Durvasa was so impressed that he gave her a boon.

Co-host:
 Let me guess—it wasn’t a pizza gift card?

Neev
 Nope! He gave her a mantra—a sacred chant that could summon any demigod of her choice to appear and bless her with a child.

The idea was: when she got married someday, she could use this boon to have powerful children. But…

Co-host:
 Lemme guess… she didn’t wait for marriage, did she?

Neev:
 Nope. Kunti was still a teen. Super curious, a little impulsive—like most teens—and she thought, “Hmm... I wonder if this mantra actually works?”

So she chose someone... bright.

The Sun God. Surya himself.

Co-host:
 Kunti! That’s a bit much for a test run!

Neev:
 Tell me about it! She chanted the mantra—and bam! The Sun God appeared in a glorious blaze of light.

Kunti:
 “Wait no no no! I didn’t mean it! You can go back!”

Surya:
 “I cannot. The mantra summoned me. A child will be born.”

And just like that, a beautiful baby boy was born—from her ear—shining with golden armor on his chest and earrings that sparkled like stars.

Co-host:
 Born from her ear?! That’s wild. And wait... golden armor? Is this who I think it is?

Neev:
 Yes! That baby was none other than Karna—one of the greatest warriors in all of Indian mythology.

Co-host:
 But… if he was born already, how come no one knows?

Neev:
 Well... Kunti was terrified. She had no idea how to explain this to her parents. “Hey Mom, hey Dad, I summoned the Sun and now I have a glowing baby with armor. Oops!”

Co-host:
 Yeah, that would’ve been awkward.

Neev:
 So she did what many ancient parents seemed to do when panicking — she placed baby Karna in a basket, whispered prayers to the Sun God, and set him afloat on the River Ganga.

Co-host: What happened to him next? Did he survive? Who found him? 

Neev: That’s a story for another day…But one thing’s for sure—Kunti’s story was just beginning.

Neev:
 Yep! So here’s what went down: Both Dhritarashtra and Pandu were trained like the royal warriors they were born to be. They studied ancient scriptures, learned battle techniques, and became absolute legends-in-the-making.

• Dhritarashtra? Super strong. Like, break-a-chariot-wheel-with-his-pinkie strong.
  
  
• Pandu? Master archer, brilliant tactician, and sharp as a freshly polished sword.
  Co-host:
  So… who becomes king?

Neev:
 Well… that’s where things got complicated.

Even though Dhritarashtra was the elder, his blindness made the court worry about whether he could lead the kingdom during war or emergencies. So, the throne went to Pandu instead.

Co-host:
 Oof. That must’ve stung.

Neev:
 It did. Dhritarashtra became bitter. Quiet on the outside, but inside? Yeah, there were storms brewing. We’ll come back to that later.

For now, let’s talk weddings!

Back in Kuntibhoja’s palace, a swayamvara was being held. Think of it as a grand royal version of “choose your life partner”—except instead of swiping right, you carried a garland!

Co-host:
 The original reality show!

Neev:
 Princess Kunti, now grown and glowing with wisdom and kindness, entered the royal hall. So many kings and warriors stood proudly, each hoping she'd choose them.

And then… she saw him.

One man stood out—his eyes kind, his posture proud, and his aura... regal. Her heart whispered, “That’s him.”

And just like that, Kunti walked up to Pandu, garland in hand, and chose him as her husband.

Co-host:
 Boom! Instant connection. Ancient soulmate goals.

Neev:
 Their wedding was royal, grand, and joyful. But back in those days, it was common for kings to form alliances by marrying into other royal families.

So, Pandu also married Madri, princess of Madra, and sister of King Shalya.

Co-host:
 So now he’s got two queens—and two strong alliances.

Neev:
 Exactly! And Pandu turned out to be an amazing king. He expanded his empire, defeated powerful kings across the land, and became the undisputed monarch of the world.

But then… came the moment that changed everything.

One day, Pandu went out hunting. The forest was peaceful, and he spotted a pair of deer playing—nuzzling, running, completely unaware of the danger.

Pandu drew his bow, aimed… and fired.

But what he didn’t know? The deer were actually a sage and his wife, transformed into animals.

Co-host:
 Oh no. Not again. Why is it always sages?

Neev:
 Yeah… lesson number one in mythology: Always check if the wildlife is actually a cursed rishi.

Pandu stood frozen. The bow slipped from his hand. The sage and his wife—disguised as deer—lay wounded on the forest floor, their last breaths echoing with sorrow.

And then… came the curse.

Co-host (softly):
 This part always gives me goosebumps.

Neev:
 The sage, voice fading, said:
 “You will die the moment you touch your wives with desire.”

Pandu was crushed. He hadn’t meant harm. Who would’ve guessed that a pair of deer were actually a rishi and his wife?

But… the curse had been spoken. And there was no take-backs in ancient mythology.

So Pandu gave up everything—his crown, his palace, his throne—and walked away from Hastinapur to live the life of a forest hermit, accompanied by Kunti and Madri.

Co-host:
 Okay, real talk—he gave up royal life to live in the forest? Like, no mango lassis, no silk cushions?

Neev:
 Yup. Just trees, meditation, and guilt.

But soon, another crisis popped up: Pandu had no children.

And with the curse, he couldn’t even try to have them. Which meant… no heirs.

Co-host:
 Uh oh. This is becoming a royal family drama and a succession emergency. And technically Dhritrashtra and Gandhari would want their son to be the future King. 

Neev:
 Exactly. But guess who stepped in with a cosmic secret weapon?

Cohost: Kunti.

Neev: Yup! She told Pandu about the boon she received from the moody-but-magical sage, Durvasa Muni — the power to call upon any demigod and have a child through divine blessing.

Pandu was thrilled. He said, “Let’s start with the best of the best. Call Yamaraja, the god of truth and justice.”

So Kunti chanted the mantra, the wind stirred, and from the sky descended Yamaraja himself.

And in a moment glowing with celestial light, Kunti was blessed with her first son.

Heavenly voice:
 “This child shall be called Yudhishthira—wise, noble, and destined to rule the Earth with justice and truth.”

Co-host:
 Boom! First Pandava unlocked. I mean born! 

Neev:
 Pandu was so excited, he asked Kunti to try again. This time? He wanted strength. So she summoned Vayu, the Wind God.

The skies swirled, trees shook, and Vayu appeared with the gift of a second son.

Heavenly voice:
 “This is Bhima—stronger than ten elephants, fearless and mighty!”

Co-host:
 Okay, first justice, now strength. This is turning into the ancient version of creating a superhero team.

Guess what—on the same day Bhima was born, back in Hastinapura, Gandhari gave birth to her first son—Duryodhana.

Neev: Yeah. That rivalry? It’s been cooking since day one.

But the Pandavas weren’t done yet.

Pandu continued his penance in the forest, and eventually, Indra, king of the gods, was so pleased he appeared to Kunti and said:

“You shall have a son to protect dharma and destroy evil.”

Co-host:
 Arjuna?!

Neev:
 You got it!

The sky thundered. The demigods rained flowers. And Arjuna, the ultimate warrior and future best friend of Krishna, was born.

Heavenly voice:
 “Arjuna shall wield divine weapons and uphold righteousness.”

Co-host:
 Okay, so that’s three down. Two to go?

Neev:
 Now it was Madri’s turn. She too longed to be a mother, and Pandu didn’t want her to feel left out.

So with Kunti’s permission, Madri used the mantra, and this time she called the Ashwini Kumars—the twin healer gods of heaven.

And yes, you guessed it—she had twins!

Heavenly voice:
 “These are Nakula and Sahadeva—handsome, wise, and destined to be protectors of the Earth.”

Neev:
 And just like that, in the quiet forests outside Hastinapura, the five Pandavas were born—each with divine strength, purpose, and the fate of a kingdom resting on their shoulders.

Neev:
 So while Pandu and Kunti were off in the forest summoning demigods and raising divine warrior babies…

Back in Hastinapura, Gandhari was… not loving the updates.

Co-host:
 Let me guess. She was like, “Excuse me, I was promised a hundred sons!”

Neev:
 Exactly! And secretly, she was hoping that her sons would be born before Kunti’s. That way, they’d be older—and automatically first in line for the throne.

But… destiny had other plans.

Gandhari’s pregnancy went on… and on… and on.
 One year.
 Then two.

Meanwhile, in the forest, Kunti gave birth to Yudhishthira, the firstborn Pandava—and now the rightful heir to the throne.

Co-host (softly):
 Oof. That must’ve crushed Gandhari.

Neev:
 It did. In a moment of frustration, rage, and heartbreak, Gandhari struck her stomach…

And instead of a baby, a large ball of flesh fell out.

She was horrified. But then… came Sage Vyasa. Calm as ever.

He took the ball of flesh and divided it into 100 pieces, placing each one in a pot filled with ghee.

Co-host:
 Wait, wait. We're now growing babies in… pots?!

Neev:
 Yup! Ancient incubation, rishi-style.

Vyasa:
 “From each pot, one child will be born.”

And just like that, the countdown to the Kauravas began.

The first child born was Duryodhana.

But the moment he cried…

…it wasn’t like a normal baby cry. It sounded like… a donkey.

And then?

All the donkeys, vultures, jackals and crows in the kingdom began to cry out in unison. Fires broke out. Storms shook the sky.

Co-host :
 Okay, that is seriously spooky.

Neev:
 Even Vidura, the wisest of the wise, heard the cries and felt a chill. He warned the court:

“This child is born under an evil star. Beware…”

But Dhritarashtra, blinded by fatherly love, ignored the warnings.

Co-host:
 And that’s how Duryodhana entered the world—with nature itself saying, “This might be trouble.”

Neev:
 Exactly. And after him came ninety-nine more sons. Plus one daughter, named Dushala, from the final pot that Vyasa had set aside.

The Kauravas were complete.
 And so was the balance to the five Pandavas.

But then… came the final heartbreak.

One day, news arrived in Hastinapura.

King Pandu was dead.

Overwhelmed with grief, Madri had jumped into the funeral fire after him. And now, only Kunti remained—with five fatherless sons, the Pandavas.

Co-host
 Just like that… they lost their parents. But they still had each other.

Neev:
 Exactly. And they had destiny. The story of the Pandavas and Kauravas… was just beginning.

Neev:
 Whew! What an episode! We met kings, queens, gods, sages, warriors—and now, the stage is set.

Co-host:
 The Pandavas, born from blessings.
 The Kauravas, born from ambition.
 And all of them? Headed toward the same destiny.

Neev:
 Thanks for joining us on this wild ride through the forests, palaces, and pots of Mythical Masala with Neev.

Next time, we’ll see the Pandavas return to Hastinapura… and the rivalry begin.

Co-host:
 So get ready for royal school days, brotherly drama, and maybe even… a jealous cousin or two.

Neev:
 Yup. It’s about to get epic. Until then—keep your dharma strong and your curiosity stronger.

Together:
 Bye for now!