Hola Amigos, I am back with a new short series, these stories will be updated every week and the first one of the series is Dissected!
The story follows the path of lovers who were always destined to be together but fate turns them apart in many ways still giving them a chance to find each other in interesting ways!
This story is divided in several chapters and follows the idea of karma and re-births! Now please carry on with the reading and do tell me if you like it ..
DISSECTED
CHAPTER 1: HIGH TIDES
Atharvaa, the King of high hills, Gandhamadana,
a well-built, handsome, intelligent young King, is in deep thoughts looking
from his fort, built on the tallest hill of the land, with the densest stone
walls, beautifully carved art at every nook and corner of the palace showcasing
crafty amalgamation of yesteryear charm and young innovation, guarded with iron
will by many soldiers, towards the vast and happy town filled with joyous,
mischievous and innocent people of different classes living in peace. His eyes
are sensing the torturous future that none of these people are aware off and
fury like never before, that can unleash with one selfish action of his. His
ears are growing deaf to the pleasant sounds of the roasters, and the buzz of a
busy town, rather they are hearing loud screams to save them from the grave
danger that is knocking at their doorstep in the form of, Vikramaditya
Bhupathi, The King of the sea and fertile coast, Amaravathi. A long-time family
friend and father like figure, who supported his early coronation, after the
unfortunate sudden demise of his father, the most loved and popular King of
High hills, AmarPratap, now demanding fee in return for all his favors
otherwise threatening to be unleash the fury like never before. This friend
threatening to turn foe demanded Athravaa, to marry his only daughter,
Alakananda, against his wishes.
Atharvaa, always
dreamt, Kumudini, daughter of Island King, Vijayapala, Princess of Island
nation, Jaya, as his queen from a very young age. Kumudini, known for her
smartness and beauty, reciprocates the same feelings for Atharvaa. Both have
made ever-lasting promises through many silent glances. The understanding
between these two can be described as the substance for many epic romances.
Amarpratap, promised Vijayapala about the alliance and even conducted Vaak
Dhanam, a practice, which involves announcing about the alliance in front of
priests, elected officials, few hundreds of citizens from both the Kingdoms and
a Deity, Vaakdevi. Legend is that, those who fail to keep their promise made in
front of Vaakdevi, will be cursed for years of drought and untimely death.
Young King is now in a
dilemma, choosing one woman over other would lead to the same destiny. As a
King, if he chooses Alakananda, his land will be cursed and choosing Kumudini,
as a lover would lead to a battle, that can last for generations leading to
demolition of any peace and happiness of his kingdom forever. Understanding his
mental state, the senior most priest of the kingdom, Mihira and the Prime
Minister, Adityadeva, wisest men of the land, walked slowly towards him.
Adityadeva’s pleas to Atharvaa, have gone in vain has he was in no mood to come
out of his thoughts. A soothing touch from Mihira, on his shoulder, finally
snapped him out. Tears flowing through his eyes are evident of his unfathomable
pain. Mihira, wiping King’s tears gestured Adityadeva to hand-over the scroll
came from Amaravathi’s King Vikramaditya Bhupathi.
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“I can’t imagine that a person like you would
do this bro, I mean you challenged a woman for a race… Unbelievable maannn ..”
exclaimed Rajesh trying in no way hide his excitement over the turn of events.
Why would he not be surprised, Ankur, the nerdy geeky moody guy of the entire
office challenged Koyal, equally nerdy geeky but slightly eccentric girl for a
race over the video game, Care Race 3D.
“No time for jibber jabber .. let’s move”,
Ankur ordered his roommate and only friend in the entire office, Rajesh. Ankur
didn’t even bother to look at Koyal who was standing right opposite to him.
Just turned head over and start walking dragging Rajesh with him who seems to
have something more to say!
Koyal
never used to such a cold shoulder, she was irritated to the core that her
white light red cheeks have fully grown red. A person who talks to everyone but
listens to none, A person who made everyone, everyone, including her college
principal stand up and clap with her eloquence in speech several number times,
today was not allowed even open her mouth. First of all, she was interrupted,
while talking to her ‘office friends’, in the office canteen, then she was
humiliated in front of them by asking her questions like..
“What would be the exact escape velocity
required for a car made of two stroke engine, fueled with gas to move or reach
a speed of 150 kmph in 25 seconds?”
And before she could answer, she was not even
given a fair amount of time and the answer was something “blah..” as she was
furious to hit the guy in the nuts and punch his mouth till all the teeth are
fallen! Not stopping there, she was challenged for a game on, Car Race 3D, the
game she perfected the day it was released! This is insane! The guy is insane.
He needs to be thought a lesson! Now what did he say, “He needs practice”,
right, that is it, she doesn’t need practice anymore. She can kick his ass even
without touching the laptop .. “Burn…!”
Ankur, a boy who can never tolerate someone
speaking about Cars and Car Race 3D cheaply, just lost his composure for few
seconds. A man who never ever ever challenged anyone not even that 7th
class, pipe smoking son of a gun, who infuriated him by teasing about his
knowledge of cars, saying he would be a mechanic nothing more.. See now where
that son of a gun is and where he is .. He has six patents and a job that pays ..hmm
… that pays …. Some load of money .. A well renowned car designer,
auto-scientist, how can he take a lady that too an IT division … may be bloody
Oracle, he can’t take that anymore…
A high tide of emotions risen in both Ankur and
Koyal.. So the race begins by the next Sunday!
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