Let me say something about reincarnation. It is something believed in countries like India, Egypt, Morisis etc. Rebirth of people occurred if there was left some unfulfilled wish when death occurred or your Karma decides. It has also proved by parapsychology in science field by research on subconscious mind through hypnotism .I do not know if you all believe in it or not. However, if something happened beyond your mind can perceive, then that does not mean it's impossible. This book based on Karma and ancient miracles of power.

PROLOGUE:

5000 B.C.

A gigantic palace was standing like a majestic monument, present in mid of beautiful green mountains surrounded as if a garland placed on deity. Its wall was filled with skilful arts, sculptures and scriptures, which showed the royal lifestyle and the conquests of wars. The lighter shade of clouds on sky and the chirping of flying birds above the ornamental garden of Royal place with sweet fragrances spread all around in air, created the hallucinations of Nandanakanana of Amravati, the divine's garden.

Everything and everyone seemed in hustle bustle as the palace maids and guards were busy rushing with their own work as if a significant thing happened. There he stood with all his glory; a handsome prince whose aura could be visible to one mile distance due to the power he was blessed with, and having a beautiful heart which was already established among his subjects. He was waiting in garden area for someone with excitement. The enthusiasm of satisfaction and pleasure was clearly visible in his beaming eyes that showed the person for whom he waited must be very important to him. He was pacing his slow steps into hurry one while waiting impatiently and looking at entrance way in between, very frequently.

Finally, the wait was over, one person came inside the garden holding a letter tightly in his fist. He kneed down in front of the prince and said in respectable humble way, "your highness!"

The prince made him stood up immediately and hugged him in a friendly embrace, "your place was not in my feet. It's in my heart."

They both soundly chuckled reading the letter while enjoying the sublime sight in royal garden.

Scenes of visualization blurred abruptly as if it's some kind of drama you are watching faded away to show you next scene.

In a broken fort near the riverbank of holy saraswati, the shimmering light blue water reflected the Prince was embracing somebody affectionately, yet firmly as if his priceless possession whom he wanted to keep for himself only. He was looking her with love-filled eyes and cupped her one cheek while caressing other lovingly "Always keep one thing in your mind, only you are qualified to be my queen. No one else can ever take your place in my heart, no one."

He declared in finality in his voice with a hidden promise in his heart. The woman who was in his embrace parted a little and witnessed the seriousness of each word be speaking in his expression. His every stance was screaming to make her his.

"I believe you." She replied short and sweet.

"I will marry you, in next full moon."

Again, scenes blurred and vanished as if the painter rubbed off his previous sketches and started to draw another one.

The place seemed like a porch present in crowded bazaar area, thePrince was standing with an extremely fair complexioned beautiful woman by his side unlike the previous one whom he had promised his love at first was having tanned melting gold skin. For some unknown reason he was looking furious. Gone was the serenity and calmness that his face always held; replaced by rage, disbelief and angst.

The person who was there before in royal garden with prince, was sitting on the ground holding the girl, once prince loved; on his lap and cried vigorously while caressing her frequently. Suddenly he found the girl he was holding carefully, counting her last breaths. The fierce fire within him burned through his inside was clearly visible in his blood shot eyes. His fist was clenched tightly. He stood up shooting a deadly glare to the prince "If I had a little bit divine power left in me, if we were pure and sacred soul, I cursed you 'O' prince, you will never get love and peace in your next hundred births, even if you will be surround by name, wealth and status."

He continued with his inaudible words not giving a glance toward the prince who stood like frozen statue after his curse. Finally, he took the girl in his embrace, covered both of them inside his cloak, and disappeared in thin air leaving all baffled and in misery.

The Prince become mad in bewilderment while running here and there and called his name constantly' "Adyant...wait...wait...wait...wait."

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"Adyant...Wait....wait...wait...wait."

Adhrit Ray, the young business magnet woke up from his deep slumber by screaming the same while his hand was extended to front as if he was trying to stop someone. He was sweating profusely and panting hard. Running his hand on his thick brown locks, he got down on floor frustrated. He was the man whose name shone in big flashy screen always for his unearthly handsomeness and the unlimited properties he acquired.

As his name suggested the calm and poised, another name of Lord Vishnu, Adhrit had quite unlike traits in his characteristics. If Lord Shiva does Tandav, when he was angry; Adhrit loved to do it most of his times. His attendants and employees knew how their boss was, so they always tried to keep their safe distance from him. Although he was rough in outside, he was gentle in his own way.

His house butler Ravi kaka, an old man of sixties who was too much scared of him went to him hearing his loud screaming.

"Is everything all right, master? Did those dreams again disturbed you?" Ravi kaka asked in concerned filled voice even though he was shaking from inside. Strange thing was even after Adhrit had a bad temper issue, Ravi kaka promised to never leave his side.

"It looks like you start a new habit of poking your nose in my matter. Enough of your guts oldie and enough of my test of patience. Ifyou were not here since my childhood I'll throw you out of my mansion right now." Adhrit said throwing a dangerously calm voice and a crooked smirk while taking his lazy steps toward Ravi kaka who stepped back in fear.

"I'll accept my punishment, my apologies." Ravi kaka spoke politely praying all gods he could remember at that time.

"Just get out from my sight before I smash this vase on your bald head. Out." Adhrit shouted with anger-filled voice standing near the beautiful ancient terracotta painted antique piece of vase, which was adorned with scented tuberoses.

Poor soul, old man Ravi kaka ran out for his life seeing the unsettling anger of his master. As he just crossed Adhrit's doorstep, he heard noise of broke down of glasses, vases and some other items. He sighed sadly. Although he was afraid of his master, but he felt pity for his master. He was with Adhrit from childhood, always found him lonely and sad. With time passes, Adhrit learnt to keep his emotions within him that made him stone hearted and angry beast.

Sometimes something was beyond our imagination. Karma was that bitch always gave you pay back. Until your due was completed, you would not be able to free from this game of fates. Sometimes it finished in half of your life, sometimes it took many births but still your repentance wasn't over.

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It will be a story of two births, two eras. Friendship, love, doubt, mistrust, mistake and punishment and importantly karma, fate had a great play in life of living beings. A fantasy ride where few people had their mythical supernatural powers, an era where cursing and blessings were being practiced in full fledge. How you had to endure the pain if you hurt someone innocent and pure until further births. Two eras intertwined tale of from land of ancient Aryavarth and modern age of 21st century. Let us hop in for the ride.

CHARACTER SKETCH:

All characters were named as per language of Sanskrutam.

Adhrit : other name of Lord Vishnu. The calm and composed.

Present day: Adhrit Ray, a lonely heir of giant business AA enterprises. Anyone neither cares for him nor loves him. He becomes arrogant and rude due to lack of affection. However, the truth is, he is suffering for his past deeds.

Past: Prince Adhrit of one Kashi kingdom of Aryavarth. He was charming and handsome. He loved his partner more than his life. He committed a mistake by misunderstandings. He possessed the power of fire.

Adyant : From beginning to end, till eternity.

Present day: A cop who sees only his own benefit. He takes bribes. He has a con friend who is very much sweet. He always dreams about money and how to spend it.

Past: A noble man, Great warrior and honest man of Kashi kingdom. His loyalty was crown for his friend. He was son of chief minister of Aryavarth. He was best friend of Adhrit. He possessed power of wind.

Ila : other name of goddess earth.

Present day: Beautiful rich girl, who knows Adhrit Ray from childhood but really doesn't know anything about him. That's killing her. She is the most wanted girl in India yet nobody took interest in her till now.

Past: Princess Ila of Avanti kingdom of Aryavarth, her beauty was talk of town. She was little bit dumb and too much proudly.

Adrika : Looking like a celestial but having strength like mountain, be in physically or mentally.

Present day: Tomboy type girl, a con artist. She is friend of Adyant. They share money that earned cleverly in return Adyant help her from getting arrest. However, they share a bond beyond the eternal rule.

Past: she was very wise and intelligent lady. She was the daughter of major general of king of Avanti of Aryavarth, she was in charge of taking care of lady Ila. She was like her father, as great in fighting skills and morals. A woman with values and stood for righteousness.

Jamyang : a refugee

Present: Con partner of Adrika and a funny person who always try to make everyone happy.

Past: A clown , become jester of royal court of Aryavarth. He was a migrant who ran away from his own land and settled at Aryavarth.