Tale of Bows and Arrows

Turn of fate

The neighborhood Badshah had his eye on our land for a rich oil reserve.  It was a dark night,  as treacherous as the the sudden attack launched  by our evil neighbor. The arm force though  quite powerful wasn't ready.  As the wish of Allah we lost to our enemy force.  My eldest sibling succumbed and my other brother  was gravely wounded.  Abbu with us and a faithful old minister retired in the black of the night into the forest.  All we had were some jewels of ammi and the ornaments and clothes that were on our body.  In a night the royal family got transformed into mere commoners.  We had no idea about what was in store next or where were we to go or do.