- Shape
- Rokkaku
- Material
- Nylon & bamboo stick
- Color
- Acrylic paint & fusion art
- Size
- 45" × 52"
The story on the kite
Draupadi was choosing a husband. Whoever could carry the mighty bow and hit the target would win her hand. The target was a fish fixed to the ceiling, spinning; the task was to put an arrow through the eye of the fish and drop the target. Kings from all over assembled in the great city.
The kings went near the bow one by one. King after king tried and failed, for the divine bow was too heavy. Duryodhana rose from his seat — he missed the target by the width of his little finger. Radheya now walked toward the stage, wonderful as a panther crossing the hall; Krishna looked on with grave concern. Radheya missed the mark by just the breadth of a hair. No one dared to try after Radheya had failed.
Like a sudden flame leaping from a heap of ashes, Arjuna stood up. It was a sight — Krishna was waiting for this. Someone shouted, “Is a Brahmin allowed to try and fell the target?” Her brother yelled, “Why, certainly!” Arjuna approached the great bow, gazed at the reflecting pool instead of the target, and sent arrow after arrow in quick succession. The target that had baffled them all so long fell to the ground. There was a terrific uproar; flowers rained on Arjuna from the sky. With the gait of a swan, Draupadi walked up to Arjuna and placed the garland around his neck. The hall resounded with the blare of conches and trumpets and every musical instrument. Arjuna then took Draupadi by the hand and descended the stage.
As told by Bhavna on Kite Stories, where this work was first published.