Ten years later.....
Time flows without waiting for anyone or anything. Just like the flow of the river Shubra. Who was flowing from yugas. The Goddess who for the greater good came down on earth in her purest form. Who witnessed the changes kaal Chakra (cycle of time) brought. Who witnessed the beginning. Who also became the witness of the end of endless stories. And who also provided the eternal salvation to all her children without discrimination.
The rays of Suryadev fell on one of his devotee and descendent like each morning as he stood in the calming waters of Shubra and prayed to him closing his eyes. Beside him another figure could be seen. Following his example, the boy prayed to lord Surya too.
Rajkumar Jayaditya opened his eyes with a last plea to Suryadev to watch over his lost son no matter wherever he was. His eyes then fell on the boy who was beside him. Rajkumar Dharmesth opened his eyes too and followed his Jyesth Tatshree (eldest uncle) out of the water.
There at the riverbank stood some brahmins who had come in the hope of getting some alms. It was known to all that in spite of the events of the past, Rajkumar Jayaditya had not stopped giving donations. Dharmesth handed him the donations standing just beside him as he distributed those among them. The brahmins being happy with the donations, blessed the teenaged boy by keeping their hands on his head. And he took those with a polite smile and folded hands.
On the other hand, inside the palace of Amvasthapuram, Rajkumar Prabal was sleeping on his back being unaware of the two pairs of eyes that were fixed on him.
Those eyes that were fixed on the loud noise Rajkumar Prabal was making while in his sleep belonged to the little devils of Maharani Nivedita.
"Don't!"
Rajkumar Sarvaay cautioned his twin. He was known to be the less troublesome one between the duo.
"Kyu nehi? Jaab inke kharato se puri raat hum nehi soo paye, toh aab inhe kyu soone de bhala?
(Why not? When we couldn't sleep because of his snores last night, why should we let him sleep now?)"
Rajkumar Nirmay asked, frowning at his brother.
"Agar tumne hamare kaksh mei mushako ko na chode hote toh hame inke kaksh mei rehna hi na padta.
(If you haven't released those mice in our chamber, we wouldn't need to stay in his room.)"
Sarvaay replied making a sour face remembering how those mice had destroyed all his books.
"Goushala se unhe pakadke to tum laye the! Maine to kebal isliye choda taki mushako ko koyi kast na ho.
(But you're the one who caught those from the cowbarn and brought inside! I only released them so the mice don't feel uncomfortable.)"
Nirmay said defensively.
"Aur hum jo kast mei pad gaye hai uska kya?
(And now we're uncomfortable, what about that?)"
Sarvaay commented looking back at Prabal.
"Haan! (Yeah!)" Nirmay followed his gaze and agreed with a sigh.
"Bhrata Prabal ka itna sukh mujhse dekha nehi jaa raha hai.
(I'm unable to watch bhrata Prabal in so much peace.)"
Sarvaay said after watching the sleeping beauty for sometime.
"Toh pher kar de inke sukho ka anth?
(Then should we end his peace?)"
Nirmay asked giving a side glance to his brother. Sarvaay also glanced at him before a slow smirk appeared on their faces simultaneously.
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PRATIKOP (Wrath)
Fiksi SejarahAmvasthapuram, the land of valiant warriors, ruled by the dynasty of King Vajra. In the midst of internal conflicts and political power play, an omen is born. Either it'll be a good or bad one depends on the perspectives. Perspectives of different p...