The next morning was like a usual day after a rain, people were engaged in draining works. They continued their works like nothing happened on yesterday.
Andrews was sleeping at that time. Two guys looks like Vaidya were taking care of him. One of them were grinding some leaves to a pulp form and the other guy was busy with applying that pulp on white man's wounds.
As the work proceeds, the patient became conscious at a point. He felt like his whole body like a head fitted on a rock. He tried to open his eyes, and after a long try he did it with a mourning. Both the vaidyas looked each other, and suddenly the guy who was grinding the leaves left the room like a wind. The other guy looked at him and said,
" Be quiet, Maha Guru will be here soon. "
and he continued his work.
After sometimes Maha Guru entered, suddenly the guy who was applying medicine slightly bend his head forward and shown his respect towards him. Maha Guru saluted back and looked at the patient.
"grhhh....Fu..,"
He didn't have enough strength to complete his question.
" Don't worry, you will recover soon and for that we will try our level best. No guests never die on this land. But you have to suffer a lot pain and that's decision made by nature. God bless you child....!"
Maha guru looked at vaidyas so sharply.
"Show him the mystery of our medicine, not mercy. Bring back his strength, but not enough to defeat us. Its an order in the name of AMARAVATI."
"Ki.....ll..........m.........e"
Andrews shouted in a tired voice.
Maha Guru left the room like hea heared nothing. Andrews' started weeping. In tired sound, he started cursing himself for the decisions he made in last six months. Slowly he fell asleep like a child.Out side that room, Amaravati looked like a city, who's sins were cleaned by rain in a single night. Nobody talked about the previous night. Manikarnika was sitting under a big banyan tree. The shades of the tree wasn't much enough to cool her. She wiped her sweat and looked at the piller. People were busy with removing half burned woods from there.
Suddenly a big lightning fall on the piller, and it shattered into thousands of pieces. People stand near to it were partially dead of the lightning and fall of piller pieces. A sharp piece from the piller travelled through the air like an arrow from a bow, and it pierced into the heart of Manikarnika. She coughed loudly and spit blood, along with the bleeding from her heart. Slowly she fell down and became unconscious.
Suddenly from thin air, a lady came out of the cyclone. A tall and middle aged lady with long black hair. Her face was pale yellow and some Indic scripting with black ink was on it. Her lips looked like broken grapes, the nose were much longer with some ornaments on it, the eyes were too darkest and dry and the long eyebrows made the face more creepy look. She was wearing long black gown, that was teared on several places.
Each and everyone were astonished by seeing that. Their faces looked desperate and feared. People started running here and there, soldiers stood like frozen frogs.
She started walking through the air and stood on the town square. She looked around and opened her mouth..;
"You guys tried to destroy me last night.... Ha ha haaaa.... Now look at me, you guys are always the same. But I give you a word, I won't kill anybody of you. You guys gave me a weapon with sharp edges, I'll watch from here the show. Amaravati will be ashes soon by the hands of another Amaravatian. Let me welcome him, the poor child who got betrayed."
She raised her both hands towards the sky. Everyone looked up along with her hands rising.
From the clouds, a child in white dress appeared. He slowly came down, and stand near to the witch. People of Amaravati became more and more fearful by seeing that kid.
"It failed....!"
"Maha Guru......, you cheated me. You told me that, I was selected to protect Amaravati. You teached me everything you gained, but the things happened last night... you hide it from me untill the moment came. I wished to live like you. But...., but everybody burned me alive last night. I won't forgive.....!"
The boy's spirit shouted loudly. Maha Guru stood like a sculpture, looking at the ground. Andrews tried to get up, but his body didn't obeyed him.
"We are gonna die here. It's all my fault..!",
He said himself.The boy raised his hands. All the lightning from the sky obeyed his hands. Suddenly, a huge dust and lightning covered the entire city. The sound of wind and thunder was too much wild. Screams of people never came out of it. After a little while the dusts settled down.But there were no evidence of Amaravati, only the bedridden Andrews was there. He slowly looked around and astonished himself, that he was lying on a ground and two spirits were looking at him.
They slowly came near to him, but he tried to get away and the result was negative. The witch gently touched his head. It was like a man drinking some water during a lost journey. Slowly, with their help, he stood up.
"What... what's happening.....?"
"Nothing. You don't deserve here, so from now on you will have no memory of Amaravati. Close your eyes after our salvation, you'll reach your real destination",
The witch ended her words and both of them vanished into thin air infront of him.
Andrews exhaled deeply and closed his eyes. He felt like floating through the air. He opened his eyes forcefully.
" Hey you, what are you thinking of...?"
Lord Cornwallis' sound made him conscious.
"Nothing my Lord, I was.... I was....
This is a real treasure. We should mine more deeper to get pure gold. For that, I need more labours, machines, vehicles and also electricity. Can you provide all those things my Lord.....?""Yes.. you can have whatever you want, I need the gold."
"Yes my Lord, I'll serve you with all respect."
Andrews and Lord Cornwallis looked at their first mine and smiled each other.
"By the way, Mr. Andrews, you got a nice tattoo on the hand.."
He suddenly looked at his hand and read the tattoo,
"AMARAVATI"
He smiled at Lord Cornwallis and said,
"It's from a guy I met on my way to here for the first time..",
and he looked again and again into it. His face seems pretty weird. He kept murmuring,"AMARAVATI"
"AMARAVATI"
"AMARAVATI"
"AMARAVATI"************************
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Ficción históricaThe plot is set in ancient India, during the beginning of British rule. A young British officer came to known about the presence of gold In Kolar village. With the permission of the current ruler tries to figure it out that the rumor is correct or n...