🔱Mahayudh: War For Balance🔱

40. Blue Colored Ceiling

Today's update may be a little short and you may find it boring. But I hope you understand that some updates have to make the storyline as well😅

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Atal was beautiful. The violet-Pink sky and the shimmer of buildings. Atal looked much more prosperous and much more modernized than Bhulok. Community transports through running cables, air transport, etc. were the proof of it.

But they knew that this was just a little glimpse of Patal's beauty. 

Atal was just like Mheem had heard about it- men were slaves of women. His friends could not believe him when he told them about the system of this realm but now they had no option but not to.

They have to find the Palace of Raja Bal, the father of all beings in this Realm. Moving through lanes and markets of the cities, Mheem and Mrityunjay could not help but realize the hungry stares of some women on them. Even Umika and Khyati were embarrassed on how some of the women were drooling over both the men........especially Mrityunjay.

They were already famous for being dangerously lusty and now they were moving through a crowd of them with the most manly man of all the realms. Just great.

Mheem, for the very first time, felt the sudden urge to slip out of all his good looks and manliness just like a snake sheds it's skin. This was the level of their stares on him. Mrityunjay however, seemed unbothered. He kept his head straight, not looking here and there much and kept walking.

'Hum yoon hi chalte toh nhi re skte na. Kisi se marg poochna hi pdega.' (We cannot keep walking like this. We have to ask someone the way) Khyati whispered, looking here and there at weird people. What are these people? Humans? Asuras? Or what? Well they look like humans but then again..........Asurs and Gods too have a human-like form, million times more attractive but they do. That thought made another thought creep up her mind but she kept it for later.

Agreeing to her, they stopped at a shop and asked the lady who was standing there selling jewellery. She looked fine and didn't pass Mheem and Mrityunjay looks that others were passing.

'Suniye!..........Raja Bal ka Bhavan kis aur hai?' (Excuse me!.......Can you tell us the way towards Raja Bal's Palace?) Umika was the one who asked her politely.

'Aap log videshi hain?' (Are you people foreigners) she asked them politely. They passed each other looks. How do they tell her that they not just from another country..........they ere actually from another Realm!

'Ji.' (Yes) was the only answer she had.

'Aap chinta na karein..........Shaam ko sbke ghar se kuch na kuch Pitaji Maharaj ke mahal jata hai........unki santano ki taraf se unke liye ek uphar...........bss kuch hi samay mein sainik aayeinge, aap unhi ke saath chale jana.' (Do not worry..........In the evening an offering goes for Pitaji Maharaj from everyone's house..........from his children.........Just few moments more the soldiers will be here to collect it, you can go with them) she told them kindly and they all smiled.

And as she had said, few moments later few soldiers marched into the market and people began filling a big trolley with things. Some were leaving a fruit, some were leaving a flower, a handkerchief, something decorative, something eatable, something to wear etc. etc. It seemed from the enthusiasm of the people that even the smallest of things by them mattered to their father.

The woman from the shop told one of the soldiers about them wishing to visit the palace and the soldiers told them to follow them.

Very soon, they found themselves entering the gates of a beautiful Palace of black marble.