✓ Narottam Arjun: Soul of the Sage

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Thank you everyone!!!

Official Wattpad reverted back to me and I reported the book and later it was taken down.
I am unclear if Wattpad took down the book Or the author themselves.
But I'm glad it over ☺

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𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞
𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝.
𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐲.

Arjun needed to hear once, he immediately walked down and sat up on his horse.

He was about to leave when something was flying in the sky.

A Nivatakavacha soldier was flying, he landed like a bird and stood in front of Arjun. "I'm Vrisha, messenger of Nivatakavacha King." He had a smirk on his face, visible.

"We have captured Kurki, and tomorrow at sunset we will attack Takshashila.

But, our generous King have decided that he will spare your life, if you surrender.

He will forget all your crimes against Takshak and Airavata Naga clan." He said.

Vrisha then magically bought a huge box, "and here, is a peace offering.

Think and surrender tomorrow or be ready to die,cause tomorrow we will come as you Kaal." Vrisha spoke before flying off again.

A soldier was about to walk and open the box but Arjun gestured him not to. The ShivShisya himself went and opened the box slowly.

The box was bronze in colour, with a strange smell coming from it. It did not take a genius to know something was wrong about the box.

Arjun's breath turned heavy and he lost his control, immediately he took a few steps back. The sight was scary, even for him.

In the box layed his brother, or atleast what used to be his brother.

Satyaki's head was placed in centre, his body parts were cut off and placed around.

The dangerous sadness on Arjun's face shook others, Kritvarma walked ahead to see what was there.

His legs went weak and he fell down on his knees, yet not a single tear fell down from his eyes.

Uloopi supressed a sob, she knew that this reaction meant one thing, holding onto her strength she glanced inside. Her blood boiled in rage when she saw what state was Satyaki's body in.

Vrinda too took a step but Uloopi held her shoulder, "Don't." She warned but Vrinda did not hear, she still held Uloopi's hand and saw the most horrific sight.

Nayantara had never met Satyaki, and seeing this, was scary for her. A few tears trailed her cheeks.

Rooho, surprisingly was the calm, instead of crying her lips were curled ina smile and she caressed his face. Her hands were shaking as she tried to touch his beheaded face, yet she smiled.

"Roohi?" Nayantara, the only one in a state to speak asked.

"I'm fine Rani Nayantara." Roohi replied, still smiling and not a tear in her eyes.

"Cry if you want." Uloopi spoke this time, resting her hand on Roohi's shoulder comforting her.

"I will not Maharani. If I cry then it would mean I don't respect him.
My tears will taint his honourable Veergati." Roohi spoke surprising everyone.

"I knew this would happen, and I am proud of him, and of the choices he made." She said.

Arjun merely looked at the woman, her calm stance and her proud words.

Roohi then continued, "And now I wish to join him in his journey ahead." She said.

"No, we can't lose you as well." Kritvarma said with his moist eyes.

The sun was up as usual, but the morning was not a happy for Indraprasth.

Satyaki's mortal body was placed in a open casket. The casket was placed behind on a longer rath, where they would take him for his final rites.

As Uloopi had once spoken about his baarat, something very similar was happening.
Only the happiness part was replaced with sorrow.

"Your Baraat will be beautiful. Arya will be riding the chariot, and Kritvarma would be seated besides you.
I would be standing in one of the balconies with Vrinda, biding you bye.
The whole Indraprasth would be there to walk with you." Uloopi said.

Arjun himself was riding the chariot, Kritvarma was sitting next to Satyaki while Roohi was seated on the other side.

Uloopi, Nayantara and Vrinda were standing in a balcony, tears threatening to spill.

Flames of the pyre were long, touching the sky, the sky which was dark and thunderous in the morning.

Arjun's eyes were closed, knuckles tightened.

"Satyaki," He spoke to himself, "I swear on Mahadev that those who have done this to you will burn in a similar pyre before tomorrow morning."

Roohi was calmly sitting on Satyaki's pyre, her skin was burning, yet she didn't feel pain instead she was at peace.

The more she burned the more she was near to him, and she was happy, at last.

Soon the flames calmed down and ashes were left.
Arjun and Kritvarma kneeled down and collected them a pot.

"Arjun," Kritvarma called out, not a King but a friend, "woh aaye hai apni iccha se, kintu jaayenge humari iccha se."
"They have come by their own, but will leave when we allow them.".

Arjun nodded, "truly, and the only place they will go will be Yamlok."

Far far away, Nivatakavachas were planning to capture Indraprasth, they thought that they will be the Kaal for Indraprasth;

But little did they know, there in Indraprasth, waiting for them was Mahakaal.

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Happy Mahashivratri Sakhao Sakhio.

And I might have a small gift on this occasion of ShivShakti Milan 😍

So be ready 🥺🥺🥺