AISHA: The Cursed Name

Chapter -45 The Awoken Half

The Awoken Half

From Siddharth's Point of View

When I was going to start meditating, I honestly thought that this process might consume half of my life sitting here. Maybe more. I had that fear in my heart that when I would wake up, by that time my father might already be dead to be punished. But, today, when I've accomplished my goal, and it has only been seven months, I'm somewhat proud of myself, but I am confused. This shouldn't have been done this quickly. But, I did it. My knowledge about Tantra, I actually did not learn, I recovered it. As if, it was somewhere in the back of my memory, and I just needed to recall it. That's it. And that's what I've done. I just recalled it. When a person sits to learn something new all by themselves, they first have to prove that they are capable of accomplishing what they want. During such meditations, first, our devotion is tested by God, then our ability and then somewhere one leads to the process of learning, from scratch. But I didn't. I never proved myself. I never had to do anything to first impress the Almighty. I directly came to the starting line, the scratch part. And then, I didn't even have to understand the scratch-making, I started mending my first ring of Tantra. So... that's what I call, recovered. It was all in my head already. Though my knowledge seemed outdated, my patience and devotion renewed it and now, there is nothing I can't do as a Tantrik.

While meditating, I successfully created all my seven rings of Tantra. It's a difficult process and most of the Tantrik fail to accomplish it. The most people could have reached are five rings. These rings are the symbol of superiority and the capacity of the holder. All Tantriks at least have one ring. And such Tantrik are some very common people who live on earth and charm people and do some dark magic, mostly for money. But then, as the number of rings increases, power increases. The current King of Tantra Lok has obtained five rings, but my father has control over six. He formed the sixth one after killing my mother. Back then, he only had five. His determination was the reason he was called a worthy suitor for the throne. But he denounced it. He had less inclination towards Tantra Lok and the throne and its duties. He truly was a coward! He ran from duties. And, I'm the son of that coward, who has the attitude of his mother, she was a fighter, not someone who ever looked for an escape. And so am I! A fighter! And... a bloodthirsty revenge seeker.

However, not many Tantrik have been able to create the sixth, but the seventh. Very few, actually very few have been able to create the seventh. And mostly those people who've done that are not practicing Tantra like others do. They have devoted themselves to God. And with such powers, it's better to do that. I won't, however. I've practised all this for myself. But, I don't know how I did it. Now, I've got my hands on the darker as well as the holy side of Tantra. My darkness will deal with my father and rest, I'm a Mayavi, I don't need Tantra in this life. This knowledge is too deep. Deeper than Maya. Maya is a power within, but Tantra is a whole control. It's too much to learn and remember and control which is ten times more than what we need to learn in Maya.

But, while I was meditating, I realised too many things. From understanding the Dark Arts, I dwelled in the past and present worlds. My world, Tantra Lok. I'm the prince of Tantra Lok, and I was supposed to know everything about it. And now I know, from each and every ancestor of mine, I even know how Tantra Lok is administered. I'm ever ready to take up the crown, though I will not. My only motive is revenge. Revenge of my Mother's death. And then, even if I have to give up these powers, I won't bother. I'm happy as a Mayavi. I was happy as a Mayavi till he came to darken it all. And I've realised that now I can't stay happier till he is alive.

Talking about realisations, there is an eighth ring. Only... and only for me. When I entered the seventh phase, I saw the eighth ring glowing right around my meditating body. During meditation, a time comes when the soul evolves from the body and starts towards the infinity while what remains sitting is just a body, lifeless. After I had gained control over my soul, I too separated and started forming my rings. While all my rings were fire-coloured, blood red, glowing around me in increasing order, that eighth ring was away, glowing golden. These months I've been watching darkness and red. And then suddenly my eyes capturing the colour golden, threw me deep into her memories. Her eyes, every time she has done some magic, it is always golden. And that golden now in my life will always remain as her reminder. I was seeing it and was determined to move back there after completing the seventh ring, but just when it happened, I felt the Dragon disturbing me. He wasn't supposed to do that while I was ascending back for the eighth ring, but he did. And for that, I had to do something. Either wake up or mark his sin. And, I almost did both. I tied the dragon in Tantra Jaal and soon after I woke up.
I didn't have to create the eighth ring, I just had to immerse into it. And I did. I immersed into the eighth golden ring and as I did that, I could no longer stay calm meditating, I had to wake up.