binit-kumar-singh BINIT KUMAR SINGH

India is home to a wide variety of mystical, beautiful, and spiritual things. There are numerous mysteries here that have not yet been solved, and many of the mysteries are so obscure that nobody has even heard of them.  'SHAMBHALA', the mystical kingdom whose mystery has remained unresolved for many ages, is one of those riddles. The most skilled exorcist there, a native of that ancient region, has been assigned to dwell among the common folk. However, he is unable to live like an ordinary man, even among common people, due to the presence of enigmatic and terrifying things that are challenging to perceive or experience. Let's see where his destiny leads him. 


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PROLOGUE:-

There are many such enigmatic and magical places around the world that nature has kept safe and hidden from human sight. One of them is situated somewhere between the vast chasms of the Himalayas—the king of mountains. This location is a celestial city that was founded as an educational institution during the 'Satya yug' (the golden age), and is still present there with its mythological and mystical wisdom throughout this sad epoch. The residents of this place are blessed with the boon that every living being desires—immortality. The people living in this place were alive thousands of years ago and are still alive today. 'Land of Gods,' 'Gyaanganj,' 'Sidhashram,' 'Shambhala,' and many other names are given to this heavenly metropolis in the Himalayas.

In this cloud-enshrouded celestial land, from the rocks to the water rushing through them, from the enormous trees to the grassy meadows, the creatures and the birds radiate exquisite beauty. The numerous enormous temples that were each constructed to resemble a different large work of art, as well as the melodic prayers of the monks—all of whom were dressed in white, had their eyes closed, and were barely older than thirty—made the area around them even more beautiful. Despite the sun, there was a golden light that was evident all around them. The ground was heavily blanketed in the shadow of a huge structure not far from them. A large golden fort with some of its minarets obscured by clouds stood on very high ground close to some rocks, giving the area a divine appearance. There were extensive walls surrounding that fort. The stairs leading up to the fort's gate were built in a lengthy, uncountable queue. This was it—a location of amazing beauty and holiness.

From one of the many wooden huts built in the beautiful garden, where a giant, magnificent white cow was tied, three sages dressed in saffron came out. All three of them appeared to be in their mid-60s based on their outward looks. All three of them bowed their heads in the direction of the bound cow, which blinked its black jewel-like eyes and uttered a soft noise. They then move towards the walkway leading to the golden fort with their delicate feet. While walking, they reached the stairs of the fort, where golden statues of two big elephants were made, whose teeth seemed to be of silver. They climbed the countless steps to the great golden gate of the fort, where they spotted two bald sages wearing light blue robes waiting outside the gate. It was difficult to determine their ages just by looking at them. The sages gave those three a soft smile as they slowly opened the enormous door.

They moved carefully in the light of the torches that had been set in the hallway right in front of the entrance. They turned to a different hallway, which was well-lit due to the numerous large balustrades on the walls, and on the other side of which was a little green area with a sizable fire place where a number of sages were performing yagya together. The three of them all came to a halt in their deliberate forward motion, folded their hands, and gazed at the steadily growing flames of the fire. Then they resumed their sluggish movements. In front of them, there was a lengthy set of stairs with quite wide steps. They hurriedly began to ascend the steps. Near the bend of each staircase, there was a corridor as well, but they were marching forward and ignoring it. Ancient inscriptions and mythological images were engraved on the wall adjacent to the stairs.

They were in front of a gorgeous entrance on the top floor that featured red metal lion faces. With a glint, the door unlocked itself. The scene beyond the door was an illustration of an amazing miracle. A court that was so grand that a person would think twice before going to its other end.

There were numerous pillars constructed between which enormous water bodies were formed, on which were placed golden statues of magnificent and gorgeous Hindu deities, whose anointing was accomplished by the water of the water body without any support, as if by magic. They came to a stop next to an idol of a god holding a large trident. The golden eyes of that deity were more beautiful and brighter than the sun and the moon, there are no words to adequately capture the splendour of his face. The tiny smile on his face was an expression of tenderness and calm. He took the most lethal poison (Halahala) in his throat, which is why his throat was blue; he did this to protect everyone from the poison that would have killed the whole existence of life. His magnificent appearance was enhanced by the snake coiling around his neck. "𝘏𝘢𝘳 𝘏𝘢𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘷," Together, they all said as they folded their hands in front of the idol.

"What prompted each of you to come here?" Someone said in a very soft voice. When the three of them turned around, a very attractive young man with dazzling blue eyes and lovely black hair that stretched all the way to his neck stood in front of their gaze. All three of them bowed before him.

"Rise." The young man said in a soft voice.

"You are aware of why we came here." One of those sages said.

"There are many causes, but none, in my opinion, are so crucial as to strain your spirits." The young man said with a smile. That sage looked at the other two sages, who were gesturing to him with their eyes to say something further.

"Please pardon my language, but the situation outside the fort is not good...."That sage stopped after saying this, as if he were hesitating to say more. Then, "Some sages have started questioning...."

"Do you, Dhir, believe that their inquiries are accurate?" The young man asked.

"Sacred rules are being violated. How would we react if this messenger betrayed us, exactly like the first one did? That messenger has used all the allotted amount of time." Sage Dhir spoke in an erratic tone.

"The answer to your query is already within your grasp. Regarding the rules, they were created when the world was very different from how it is today. From the 'Treta Yug' era until now, I have witnessed it change constantly."

"But..."

"He has my whole trust. His destiny is taking him on the right path."

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