"To abhi ham..." Samaira said as she started calculating the century. "Jab teri calculations khatam honghi, tab tak ham do-teen centuries travel kar lenghe!" Miss RCB said. "We are in the 12th century I guess" Siddharth said.
"Ok guys, ab me kucch zada hi pareshan ho raha hu, where the hell are we going!?" I said. Nobody answered.
The more we were travelling, the more we were questioning "why didn't we study history!?".
We knew, something big was going to happen. We were going towards a really difficult and maybe dangerous period of Indian History.
Finally, the Time Machine slowed down. After some minutes it stopped. We looked out of the window: we could see something like a jungle. Nobody was there, thank God.
"Kaha h ham?" Samaira asked. We looked at each other. Then we stood up and went to the display to read the date: 287 BCE. We widened our eyes as we read the year. Like seriously? We landed in the 287 BCE? "Y-y-yeh konsa sheher h?" Miss RCB said. We looked at the Guide. The Machine was highly technological.
Without knowing the place, we wanted to go back. We pressed the button many times, but it wasn't working. A computerised voice spoke. According to the Machine, the only way to go back was to complete a task. Basically, we had to complete a task according to the history of that time. "Turn-the-negative-in-positive. Change-the-history" it said. And some other stupid stuff. "Are kya negative meri Maa!?" I said irritatingly. "Ham yaha se wapas nhi jaa sakte!!" Siddharth said. "Yeh jo task keh rhi h hame woh complete krna hoga!" Samaira said. "Lekin task clear bhi to nhi h!" Miss RCB said. "Task kya h, woh hame yaha se bahar nikalke hi pta lagana hoga. Hamare paas koi aur option nhi h!" I said.
We searched what was our current location and we were shocked when we read the name: 'Magadh'.
The first name that came in our minds when we read Magadh, was Ashoka The Great.
"What the effff...!!! We are in Magadh 287 BCE!?" I said cocking my eyebrow.
We started revising history. "287 me kiska rule tha? Ashoka ka?" Siddharth asked. Dates are one of the most difficult parts of history. "Naah re, Ashoka ka rule baadme aya, I think it was Chandragupta Maurya, Ashoka k grandfather" Miss RCB said. "Woh pehle tha. In dono k beech me kisne raaj kiya tha yaar? Kya naam tha bande ka?" I said. "Bindusara!!! Chandragupta Maurya ka beta aur Ashoka ka father!" Samaira said. Yes! Bindusara! So we were in the kingdom of Samrat Bindusara.
"Thank God ham Pataliputra me nhi h warna hamari baat pe koi vishwas nhi karta aur Samrat hame andar kar deta" Samaira said.
We sat there for sometime, thinking what to do next. "Hame yaha kisiki help chahiye hogi. Hame inka culture, traditions, clothes, yaha tak ki language ka bhi nhi pata!" Miss RCB said. We nodded. "Lekin kisse baat kre? Kon krega vishwas ki ham 2016 se ae h? Yeh log boht peeche h" Siddharth said. "Sirf ek banda h jo hamari baat sunega bhi aur shayad samjhega bhi" I said. "Kon?" They asked in unision. "Acharya Chanakya" I said. "Guys, he was a genius! Woh hamari baat sunke shayad hampe vishwas krle. Woh future dekhte the! C'mon hame unse hi baat krni chahiye!" I said. They agreed. We got out of the Time Machine. It had a button, we pressed it and he huge Machine turned small, like a toy. We read in the Guide that it had this feature. We took our 'toy' and started roaming in the jungle. No one was there.
Samaira's POV
We were walking when suddenly a guy jumped from a tree and landed infront of us. We were looking at him with widened eyes and opened mouth. Then we looked at Siddharth. He was looking like Siddharth's clone! Same face, same body, same height, same hairstyle, same eyes and even the same jawline! The only two differnces were clothes and a tattoo which that guy had on the right arm and Siddharth didn't.He was looking in the same way at us. He looked at us from bottom to top, maybe he was looking at our clothes. We didn't know his language so we waited for his question.
"Kon h aap log?" He asked. Ok so here people spoke Hindi, thank God. What should we answer now!? We gave a nudge to Sumedh. "Ham...ham boht door se ae h, Acharya Chanakya se milna tha" He said. That guy nodded. "Parantu aapne yeh kese vastra dharan kie h?" He asked. We were translating what he said. We answered when we got his question. "Ji ham jaha se ae h, waha ese hi vastra dharan krte h" Siddharth replied. "Aap log...Rajkumar...Rajkumari...aap unke jese..." He was trying to say something. "Chaliye chodiye, aye me Acharya se bhent karvata hu" He said. We nodded and followed him. Everyone was asking me to ask him who was he, as he looked like Siddharth.
"Vese aap kon h?" I asked. As soon as I asked a question, everyone else started asking things. "Kaha rehte h aap?" Sumedh asked. "Aapki umar kya h?" Siddharth asked. "Itne sawal? Ek bhent me ek hi sawal ka jawaab doonga! Naam h Ashoka! (*lion's roar*) Samrat Ashoka!" He said proudly. We four went to a corner. "Yeh Ashoka h?" Siddharth said. "Kahi wahi Ashoka to nhi?" Sumedh said. "Are yaha kya ek hi Ashoka h? Ho sakta h BHI Ashoka ho" Bandana said. Point. "Aur shakal se rajkumar kam, bhikari zada lagta h!" Sumedh said and we looked at Siddharth. As soon as he understood that the joke was for him, he made a poker face. "Thanks!! So sweet of you! Tumhare jese dost ho to dushmano ki kya zarurat!?" He said. We burst into a laughter.
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So this was the twist. What will happen guys? Any ideas?
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