Darpan : A Lost Diary |✓|

Chapter 08

Satyabhama Devi's temple appeared like a small courtroom.
Bhupati and Anagha sat infront of each other where the rest sat around them.

Chalapati and Kanakambari were ahead of everyone and Arka brought Tulsi jalam for his grandfather and also handed notebook and pen for Anagha.

" Now tell Sir , Who is Prabhasa and what's his story " She asked Bhupati curiously.

" Lord Prabhasa , that's how we address him because he built these shelter over our heads and gave us a life along with the almighty we worship him too because he assigned his whole lineage to gaurd us " Bhupati smiled and Anagha noted the points.

" This means his lineage is most respected one among yourselves then who are they ?" Anagha asked rolling her eyes towards the people who surrounded them.

" No his family is not among with us today " Bhupati sighed.

" Are they dead ?" Anagha asked.

" Don't know but It has been 80 years since they left us " Bhupati sighed remembering he dearest friend Giridhar.

Anagha was puzzled and looked at Kanakambari.

" Yesterday we went to that statue na a few steps ahead there is grave of the last Kesari of this land Vishnusena Krishna Vamsi" Kanakambari said with a strange pride in her voice.

" His son was Hiranya Krishna Vamsi and grandson Giridhar Krishna Vamsi fleed from this land eighty years ago" Chalapati added.

" But why ?" Anagha asked after adding points to her notes.

" It's a long story " Bhupati sipped Tulasi jal and cleared his throat.

" I was a small boy of eight and we were living our ever peaceful life as today. I was a prince and my friend Giridhar had our best times in exploring out childhood together we just started out education with the beginning of lord Prabhasa's story some outsiders interrupted our village and peaceful life" Bhupati said and sipped the water again.

Aged man of late 80s was unable to talk continuously. He started again.

" They had discussion with Kesari Vishnusena ji we don't know what they talked but Kesari refused their words that was evident , few days later they came with men and attacked us..." Bhupati kept narrating...

80 years ago ,

Vishnusena was slaughtering everyone who tried to touch his people.

He did even gave a single chance for anyone to enter any of the village. His son Hiranya stood as his only support and he too slaughtered the intruders called Firangis.

" You fools , this land of Bharata is ours you cannot even touch the branches of Vanadevi not a single stone you are going to get " Hiranya slits the throat of another general.

" Kumaraaaa " The voice of Vishnusena startled him.

He turned back to see his father being stabbed by a white man.

" Pitashree" He rushed towards him but saw another man dragging his wife and son.

Vishnusena teared the chest of the one who stabbed him and killed the man who held his grandson.

But by the time Hiranya neared his pregnant wife she was killed by the man who was holding her hairs.

Clutching his grandson in his arms Vishnusena killed the last person of the troop.

Finding another few members coming with some strange equipment Vishnusena was startled.

" Putra take him " He handed Giridhar to Hiranya.