They both were still in a daze as they never imagined the cobras to interfere in the matters of Amai.
"Master, Charan war literally driven nuts by cobras as he always considered them as his biggest enemy; If the information is right, then why are they helping us and if the economy of Amai shatters or a fight occurs, then the biggest profiteer will be Hiranga as they will get rid of their biggest enemy or if it's wrong then why are they targeting us and what's their plan? They are getting more and more complex."
"They were always complex but its just that they never showed it completely." Yuvan said it with a straight face. "But now I am really curious to know the reason for why they started showing their complex side."
"Bruddah, do you believe them or not? Abhik was confused after hearing both the possibilities from Charan. But Charan already knew his master's answer since he followed him like a shadow from his childhood. So without waiting he asked his quest
The next morning was all cloudy. That was a sudden and an unexpected change in the climate. All year around, Sayyonee rarely receives rainfall and is a grassland unlike the capital. The day itself was strange. Amanya was having a bad feeling for the day as she felt something bad is on its way. She woke up with many plans for the day but was mentally backed off. The main plan for the day was to visit the cursed pond with Alok as he promised. She even asked permissions from the elders to which they resisted at first but later agreed. She was standing in the courtyard, in a confused state whether to listen to her mind or heart. She stood there looking far at the direction towards the pond as if it was calling her. "Apeksha di, He saw her lost in thoughts. What are you doing here alone?" She was suddenly appalled "Huh??" "di, I am asking you what are you doing? Didn't we decide yesterday that we will set to meet the legendary cursed pond today." She was pro
The day had no sign of sun. It was all windy and dark. They were walking in a hurry and Alok was leading the way. Both of their faces had difference of day and night. On their way they saw some vague figures walking towards their village from far. Amanya and Alok paused for a while and looked at them. The climate and angle was not favorable for them. They were three to four men and were holding something, they noticed. "Alok, they don't seem to be from Sayyonee." "Maybe they are here from nearby village to lend a hand in the festival. Let's go di." They ignored them and continued with their exploration. On the way Alok started to talk about the festival as he knew his sister wanted to know about the festival, but his di was occupied with other thoughts. In short what she only heard was that the festival will begin three days from now and will be for one week straight. Even though the pond was near to Sayyonee she could feel her each step. As they were getting
They reached the gates of Sayyonee and the sight smitten them. The whole Sayyonee was in fire as a furnace. Even the gates were in fire and it was increasing wildly in addition with the rain, the situation was out of control. Their ears burdened with mass screams and cry for help. Amanya was like a mad man recklessly walking here and there trying to get inside but all her efforts were in vain. Alok stood there in shock as if he couldn't except the reality; the reality that the Sayyonee which he lived is in fire, is slowly turning into ashes. He stood without blinking his eyes and it was reflecting the raging fire. Amanya paused herself, closed her eyes and the commander is back to her soul which she locked inside her for days. She opened her eyes, her aura changed from a helpless lady to a daredevil within fraction of seconds. She looked around and saw Alok standing before the gate. Suddenly a man , his whole body burning in fire jumped outside through the gate and rolled towards Al
Alok clutched her clothes tightly in his hand and repeated his words in a bleak voice 'no one escaped..no one.. escaped..' He slowly raised his head, his eyes swollen red, filled with tears and his lips shivering; clinched her "Di.. no one escaped.." He burst into tears. "Father.. mother.. no one esc..." he couldn't speak any more. The man who treated him came forward with a bowl of medicine. Amanya took it and fed him after which Alok slowly felt unconscious and slept back. Amanya looked at the doctor for an explanation. "Commander, I added some sleeping pills in the medicine as I felt this boy was not in a state of accepting the present. Its a great blow for him that is beyond his control." She nodded at him and gestured them to leave. They bowed and went out. She gently covered him with blanket and caressed his cheeks affectionately. She took a deep breath and went to the next room where they were waiting for her. They bowed in respect "Give me an explanation." Sh
Four cobras came inside all of a sudden and bowed before her; "Commander.." They raised their head and looked at Alok reluctantly. She got up and went near to Alok, grasped his hand "Say it, loudly. I want him to hear and face his life; all by himself." He was sweating and his heartbeats echoed on the walls of the hall. "Reporting my lord, After three hours we were able to extinguish the fire. Primary inference is that no one escaped the fire. The bodies were badly burned to the state that it can no longer be identified. Now waiting for your order, lord." That was a heavy blow for Alok. He fell on his feet and tears floated in his iris, at least let me see them for the last time, he whispered. Amanya was standing like a rock. Her eyes turned into fuming red, She pulled Alok by his hand "Stop crying." It echoed like an ultimatum in the room. A complete silence was followed and the only sound around was his short breathing. She grabbed his hand tightly, and shook him "
Golden sun rays penetrated through the iron bars of windows and woke him up. Alok slowly sprawled up and rubbed his eyes. His eyes still puffed and looked closely. It was a completely different place from yesterday. He buckled in hurry and went down. It was an abandoned but isolated mansion, an entire opposite setting from yesterday. He walked around in obscurity. His eyes suddenly caught them. His di is sitting in a chair, at a distance and that men in black standing and listening to them. By now, he was sure his di is not ordinary. They saw and waved at him. He went near and joined the conference. She pointed him to sit which he followed. " Alok, within an hour, I will give you an answer.""Di.. Who are you??". Alok was focused on his question. A moment of silence
Report!! A python kneeled before Jatin. He handed him a roll of paper tied in blue ribbon with a white rose in it. He took it and rushed towards Jiva even though his majesty is the present head of serpents in absence of commander and should be informed first. On his way he asked guards to notify them as the white rose reminded him; it's related to her. Within minutes he gathered all of them leaving them in peak anxiety. He handed the scroll to Jiva, "Jiva, I didn't inform his majesty according to rules. They have sent a scroll instead of a message. So this is big." He gestured to him to open and read it. Jiva stood there holding the scroll and they circled him. They opened it and read it, their eyes moving to and fro giving different expressions."So now we have another little brother, Jiva" Dhruv had a sigh of relief."I was scared to bones seeing the rose." Aram still had his eyes bulged out in anxiety.Jiva smiled in pride, "As always, I am proud of her." He
The next dawn was a new beginning. It was early in the morning. Sweet chirping of birds filled the atmosphere. "Wake up.. Alok.. Wake up" Amanya called him from the kitchen. "di.. let me sleep for a while, just a minute.. please.." "No. You have to take these sweets to the market as early as possible. Get up." He sat up and slowly lowered his blanket with an innocent smile. He washed up and finished his breakfast, hugged her and marked the village. It was a long way for him as they lived in the outskirts of Dashur. He turned back and waved at his di who was standing in the doorstep bidding him farewell. All that happened in a few days felt like a dream for him, to be precise a nightmare; unreal. But he has decided to bury the