0.2: Prologue- The Start

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The last that I remembered was dying as a martyr in an army mission.

Hello. Myself Shravan Malhotra. I was a major in the army and was known as daredevil. I loved taking life staking risks and that was what made me an interesting topic of conversation in the army regiment.

Often I heard scolding for whatever I did because no one who cared for me liked me risking my life but wasn't the army the second name of daring things? After all you did what you never imagined to serve your motherland.

The painful part though was the one which had me thinking every time whenever I went on a mission and that was getting separated from my family.

Truly a soldier's life demanded a lot more sacrifices and it changed me.

In school, I was notorious, known as the playboy. I never played with hearts, just the girls liked me too much and ended up crying when I didn't give them attention or they misunderstood my friendly nature as affection and tagged me as a betrayer afterwards.

I was quite famous for rebelling against what's wrong, so much that I ended up arguing with the principal one time. But I won at the end. And I played sports well. Studies was what I hated but surprisingly I scored much well. Maybe because I could catch on concepts soon.

Everyone said that I had a fire in my eyes but the way I was so mischievous and chill, no one would have thought I would get the noble job of being an army officer. I didn't know what pulled me into it but when it did, it was not turning back.

The moment I wore that uniform, the motive of my life became only one, serving and sacrificing till my last breath.

So I wasn't much concerned about my return even in this mission too but realising that I was indeed dead or so what I felt, it ached me that I couldn't even properly say goodbyes to my family.

Coming back from thoughts, when I opened my eyes, I was in a jungle. Now it was weird that from the battlefield, I got in a jungle. Surely the enemy side hadn't brought me. But in which jungle did they live so freely?

So probably it was not the case. However, even heaven didn't look like a jungle. I hope it did not considering the songs of beauty we had heard to get lured to get good deeds just to reach heaven.

If it wasn't even beautiful, it was not worth it guys.

I frowned and stood up. Wandering like a lost bird, I was really confused where this jungle was leading me too but I still followed being the wise man I was.

As if you have any other option rather than wandering.

My subconscious mocked.

Meet him. My subconscious. He always makes sure to remind me of the reality.

But oh cmon. It hadn't any need to be so straight forward and insulting.

'pouts'

Yeah well. Whatever. It always made sure to not let me go in my own musings a lot to get away from the real world.

Be a little polite, Mr. Subconscious.

Urgh. See. This is what happens. I got so lost and kept wandering in my own stupid musings and now I forgot the way I came from.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance. Where the hell was I?!

However, sudden light appearance made me gasp and jump in air.

I reached the clouds.

God! I am so dramatic, urgh.

"Who are you?" I asked with narrowed eyes seeing three men and three women.

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