Chapter 6

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Gaurav felt terrible. The ones at Ishwar Academy had abandoned him, and they left him in this musty place in the middle of nowhere.

He had last seen Nandita being claimed and felt something sharp hit his head, and he had fainted.

And now that he had woken up, he found himself somewhere in a deep and musty cave, and by the looks of it, it was not in India. It was surely somewhere colder, and this cave’s freezing temperature explained that. He then remembered.

‘Kamal?’ he called out.

Nobody answered him. He could see the faint silhouette of something in a diamond shape, and something which glittered really well. Next to it, gagged and tied was...

‘Kamal!’ he exclaimed.

How he had got there, he didn’t know.

Except, he could see and hear two very deep voices arguing over something.

‘Maharajadhiraj, this Gaurav has not been any use to us. Blacked out for a day, and he doesn’t look like Lord’s child either. And Nagraj bhai would have not been wrong by the looks of him,’ said a first voice.

Nagraj struck a bell somewhere in Gaurav’s memory.

Then he remembered. How had Mr. Nagraj disappeared? Gaurav had done nothing, just he had got nervous and had fumbled, but nothing else.

What did these voices mean by Lord? Who was their master?

‘This boy will be of no use to us, indeed. But, as Lord Yama tells us to keep him in, I think he feels really tentative. I checked deep into his memory, but as far as I could see, he has no memory of his parentage,’ said another voice.

‘Maharajadhiraj pe kasam, I know that this boy was being claimed by some lord before we kidnapped him and left a holographic image. Imagine our Lord’s plight. He has had no adept children in two centuries, why not adopt him?’

Chilly though the cave was, but at the mention of Yama, the cave got colder. And Gaurav got scared. How had he got kinapped?

‘Nagraj bhai did a great thing by vaporising. If he hadn’t, he would have felt the wrath of Lord.’

Gaurav felt scared. He quietly was doing something that he didn’t realise. He was biting his ropes. He had become free.

He quietly slipped away, as slippery as an eel.





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