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The destruction of Mount Mandar. Without Mount Mandar, there would be no Somras. And with the Somras gone, all these problems would disappear too. When it happened, I knew in my heart that it was time for the destruction of Evil. The Neelkanth appeared. It was the final sign for me: the time to destroy Evil was upon us. The hunting party went down on their knees. Kartik, who was right behind Vishwadyumna, whistled softly as his eyes lit up.

Kartik, having proved himself as an accomplished hunter throughout the journey to Panchavati, was the natural leader of one of the groups. Vishwadyumna had accompanied the son of the Neelkanth. He intensely admired the fierce warrior skills of Kartik. The rhinoceros was a massive animal, nearly four metres in length. It had bumpy brownish skin that hung over its body in multiple layers, suggestive of tough armour. Its most distinctive feature was its nasal horn, which stuck out like a fearsome offensive weapon, to a height of nearly fifty centimetres.

These beasts have terrible eyesight, but they have a fantastic sense of smell and hearing. They were quiet animals who kept to themselves, but if threatened, they could charge wildly.

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Few could survive a direct blow from their massive body and terrifying horn. Kartik reached over his shoulder and drew out the two swords sheathed on his back. In his left hand was a short twin-blade, like the one his elder brother Ganesh favoured. In his right was a heavier one with a curved blade which was certainly not appropriate for thrusting.

This weapon was perfect for swinging and slashing — a style of fighting Kartik excelled at. Make as much noise as you can. I want you to drive it forward. Too many soldiers charging in will cramp us. All it would need to do is swing its mighty horn and it would cause several casualties. Do you really think our arrows can actually penetrate deep enough to cause serious damage? Along with the noise, the stench of your soldiers will also drive the animal forward.

Like all warriors, Vishwadyumna admired humour in the face of danger. But he checked his smile, not sure if Kartik was joking. The soldiers meanwhile, moved upwind, behind the rhinoceros.

Having reached his position, Kartik whistled softly. A volley of arrows attacked the animal as the soldiers began to scream loudly. The rhinoceros raised its head, ears twitching as the arrows bounced harmlessly off its skin. As the soldiers drew closer, some of the missiles managed to penetrate enough to agitate the beast. The animal snorted mightily and stomped the dirt, radiating strength and power as light gleamed off its tiny black eyes.

It lowered its head and charged, its feet thundering against the ground. Kartik was in position. The beast only had side vision and could not see straight ahead. Therefore, it was no surprise that it crashed into an overhanging branch in its path, which made it change its direction slightly. At which point, it saw Kartik standing to its right. The furious rhinoceros bellowed loudly, changed course back to the original path and charged straight towards the diminutive son of Shiva.

Kartik remained stationary and calm, with his eyes focused on the beast. His breathing was regular and deep. The animal was running, guided by the memory of where it had seen Kartik last.

Vishwadyumna fired arrows into the animal rapidly, hoping to slow it down. But the thick hide of the beast ensured that the arrows did not make too much of a difference.

It was running straight towards Kartik. Vishwadyumna could see the boy warrior holding his swords lightly.

That was completely wrong for a stabbing action, where the blade needs to be firmly held. Just when it appeared that he was about to be trampled underfoot, Kartik bent low and, with lightning speed, rolled towards the left. As the rhinoceros continued running, he slashed out, his left sword first, pressing the lever on the hilt as he swung. One of the twin-blades extended out of the other, slicing through the front thigh of the beast, cutting through muscles and veins.

Admirably, it still continued its charge, its three good legs heaving against its bulk as it struggled to turn and face its attacker. Kartik ran forward, following the movement of the animal, now circling in from behind the beast.

He hacked brutally with his right hand, which held the killer curved sword. The blade sliced through the thigh of the hind leg, cutting down to the bone with its deep curvature and broad metal. With both its right legs incapacitated, the rhinoceros collapsed to the ground, rolling sideways as it tried to stand with only two good legs, writhing in pain. Its blood mixed with the dusty earth to make a dark red-brown mud that smeared across its body as it flailed against the ground, panting in fear.

Kartik stood quietly at a short distance, watching the animal in its final throes. Vishwadyumna watched from behind, his mouth agape. He had never seen an animal brought down with such skill and speed.

Kartik approached the rhinoceros calmly. Even though immobilised, the beast reared its head menacingly at him, grunting and whining in a high-pitched squeal. Kartik maintained a safe distance as the other soldiers rapidly ran up to him. The son of the Neelkanth bowed low to the animal. I am only doing my duty. I will finish this soon. He took the letter from Kanakhala and dismissed her.

With a polite Namaste towards her Emperor and Empress, Kanakhala turned to leave. The last few months had inured her to the strange goings-on in Meluha. Kanakhala had lost all respect for her emperor. She continued with her job because she remained loyal to Meluha. But what earthly reason could there be for the Swadweepan emperor to go as well?

Daksha began to cry. Veerini immediately reached over and snatched the letter from him. As she read through it quickly, Veerini let out a deep sigh of relief as tears escaped from her eyes. For Bhrigu, the greatest gain would be that the Somras would not be targeted by the Neelkanth.

The faith of the people in the legend of the Neelkanth was strong. If the Neelkanth declared that the Somras was evil and decided to toe the Naga line, so would his followers. For Dilipa it meant the killing of two birds with a single stone. Daksha would be rid of the troublesome Neelkanth and be able to blame all ills on the Nagas once again. The plan was perfect. Except that Daksha could not countenance the killing of his daughter.

He was willing to put everything on the line to ensure that Sati was left unharmed. Bhrigu and Dilipa had hoped that with the rupture in relations between Daksha and his daughter, the Meluhan emperor would support this mission wholeheartedly. They were wrong. Veerini had covertly kept in touch with her daughter Kali through all these years of strife, and had made Daksha aware of the river warning and defence system of the Nagas. All that had to be done was to get the alarm triggered in time.

He was to escape and return to Meluha after that. The Arishtanemi brigadier and acting general of the Meluhan army had carried a homing pigeon with him to deliver the news of the subsequent battle to Daksha.

The happy message for the Meluhan emperor was that the progeny Daksha cared for — Sati and Kartik — were alive and safe. Veerini looked at her husband.

He shook his head. And never breathe a word of this to anyone. He took the letter from Veerini and set it aflame, holding it by the edge for as long as possible, to ensure that every part of it had charred beyond recognition. Night had fallen on the Panchavati guest colony just outside the main city. Sati and Shiva were in their chambers, having just returned from the city.

They had not even told the Suryavanshis that Brahaspati, their beloved chief scientist, was still alive. They were to meet him again the next day. He is a rare sight in Meluha, since he usually chooses to spend his time meditating in his Himalayan cave. He helped my father get elected as emperor because he believed my father would be good for Meluha.

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Beyond that Lord Bhrigu has had no interest in the day-to-day governance of Meluha. He is a simple man, rarely seen in the so-called powerful circles. That may have been unusual, but what about the other things that Brahaspati said? Perhaps they were in Pariha at the time.

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And yes, the talented and lovely Taraji, who worked at Mount Mandar and had been sent to Pariha for a project, did disappear suddenly. It was announced that she had taken sanyas. Renouncing public life is very common in Meluha. But what Brahaspatiji revealed today was something else altogether. But is it actually so or is he mistaken? This decision of yours can change the course of history.

What you do now will have repercussions for generations to come. It is a momentous occasion, a big battle. You have to be completely sure. What made Brahaspatiji disappear for over five years? What was he doing in Panchavati all this while? I feel this is an important question; perhaps linked to the back-up manufacturing facility for the Somras that father had told me about. But if the Somras is Evil, that facility is the key. A manufacturing facility can always be rebuilt. But wherever it is built, it will always need the Saraswati waters.

Kali told me at Icchawar that her people attacked Meluhan temples and Brahmins only if they were directly harming the Nagas. Maybe those temples were production centres that used the powder from Mount Mandar to manufacture the Somras drink for the locals. She also said that a final solution would emerge from the Saraswati. That the Nagas were working on it. We need to find out. You thought that Ganesh had killed Brahaspatiji. Now that the truth has emerged, you are willing to listen.

It was late the next morning, four hours into the second prahar. Shiva sat with Sati at his side in his private chambers. Parvateshwar and Bhagirath stood in front, holding a plank.

The Meluhan general and the Ayodhyan prince had just returned after surveying the destroyed battleships. Lord Parvateshwar has identified them. These ships had navigated through a lot of sea water, judging by the molluscs on them. They needed the best to be able to make the journey quickly.

He simply does not have the capability. He is just a follower in this plot. You have to target him, of course. He is not. Emperor Daksha too is incapable of leading this conspiracy. In the hands of a lesser king, this can lead to a lot of wrong. There is a master who has brought the royalty of Meluha and Swadweep together. Someone who also managed to procure the feared daivi astras.

Heaven alone knows if he has any more divine weapons. It was a brilliant plan. It cannot be Emperor Daksha or Emperor Dilipa. This is someone of far greater importance, intelligence and resource. And, one who is clever enough to conceal his identity.

Kali and Sati were also present. Before they do so, I want you to slip into Meluha quietly and take our people to Kashi.

I will meet you there. After that, you are on your own. After that we can travel on boats plying on the river. With luck, we will reach Devagiri in another two weeks. The Gunas are in a small village not far from there. Go now. Veerbhadra and Krittika turned around. Shiva knew Veerbhadra would not abandon her to her fate so easily. You will be of no use to your mother if you are dead, Bhadra. If you cannot get them out, I will.

But do not do anything rash. Promise me. What have you discovered here? Why are you so afraid suddenly? Is there going to be a war? Is Meluha going to become our enemy? Had you asked me a month back, I would have said this would be the safest journey possible. A lot has changed since then. You have to tell me the truth. I deserve that. Anandmayi, Ayurvati and Kartik were settled comfortably on soft cushions in the dining room.

Kshatriya in word and deed, Anandmayi and Kartik partook of the delicious rhinoceros meat. The Brahmin Ayurvati restricted herself to roti, dal and vegetables. You need to enjoy your childhood. He has so much to contribute to society, to the country. And yet, he was almost eaten alive by dumb beasts because he was trying to save me.

Parvateshwar and Bhagirath walked in. Just by looking at them, Anandmayi could tell that they had discovered what she feared. Parvateshwar sat next to Anandmayi and held her hand. He looked at Ayurvati, his pained expression bearing witness to his stark misery.

It was the custodian of Ram Rajya. It seems Swadweep is in on the conspiracy as well. But Ayodhya is certainly involved. She looked at Parvateshwar. He seemed lost and unsure.

Change was horrible for the Suryavanshis, for the people of the masculine, used as they were to unchanging rules and stark predictability.

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She smiled warmly. He halfsmiled back. Kartik quietly put his plate down, washed his hands and walked out of the room. Non-Nagas were not allowed inside the inner city. In truth, many of them, Brangas included, refused to enter due to a strong superstition about the misfortune that would befall those that did.

And anyway, nobody wanted to enforce an entry ban on them. The five tree idols showed the ancient King, respected as the seventh Vishnu, in the five different roles of his life known to all: a son, a husband, a brother, a father and a godly king.

Each banyan trunk depicted him in a different form. In each form, in a manner that somehow appeared natural, the sculptors had made the idols look towards the temple of Lord Rudra and Lady Mohini at one corner of the square.

Their idols, on the other hand, were placed in the front section of the temple as opposed to the back as in most temples, with the effect that the two deities appeared to be looking at all five tree idols as well. It seemed as if the architects intended to show the great Mahadev and the noble seventh Vishnu being respectful to each other.

But it was an order of Bhoomidevi, our founding Goddess, that Lord Ram always be shown alone in Panchavati. Especially at the five banyans. Perhaps she wanted us to always remember that great leaders, like the Vishnus and the Mahadevs, may have millions following them.

But at the end of the day, they carry the burden of their mission alone. He is the one who stands between Evil and India. If he fails, life in the subcontinent will be destroyed by Evil. Ganesh shook his head. Ganesh frowned. He never lied to Kartik.

He considered his brother an adult and treated him as such. They are the elite. They are addicted to the benefits they derive from Evil. It is obvious that the elite will want to stop him. How has it entrenched its claws so deeply? You are not to tell anyone else. Ganesh sat next to Kartik and explained to him about what Brahaspati and Shiva had discussed the previous day. Brahaspati felt like he was being interrogated.

We know it will get rebuilt. The Nagas tell me the reconstruction has been surprisingly slow. Not with Meluhan efficiency. So we have to find a permanent solution. If we can somehow control that, we could possibly control the poisonous impact of the Somras waste. Many ingredients can be easily replaced. But two of them cannot. The first are the bark and branches of the Sanjeevani tree, and the second is the Saraswati water.

We cannot control the availability of the Sanjeevani tree. Meluha has large plantations of it across its northern reaches.

How many plantations can one destroy? Besides, trees can always be replanted. That brings us to the Saraswati. Can we somehow control its waters? WordPress Shortcode. Published in: Full Name Comment goes here. Are you sure you want to Yes No. Be the first to like this. No Downloads. Views Total views.

Actions Shares. Embeds 0 No embeds. No notes for slide. Download The Immortals of Meluha: Book 1 For Full 2. Book Details Author: Amish Tripathi Pages: Many issues are brought up and then never addressed again, or explained properly.

Or this mysterious plague that seems to affect them, nothing is mentioned as to what it is or why it is happening or how it started and it is never brought up again after that chapter.

Sati annoyed me a bit in this book. Anandamayi, however, was a delight to read about. I couldn't help but grin every time that feisty, saucy girl sauntered onto the page! The author often uses the story to put forth his opinion on many issues - like Karma, ethics, consequentialism, existentialism and the balance of Good and Evil. Though it is clearly intended to make you think, sometimes it does get a bit too much.

I get that the author has tried to give the story as modern a take as possible, but I can't quite digest the fact that these people know of "radio waves" and "accumulator machines" OR that they say things like "You're a year old virgin??You have to tell me the truth.

Ironically, he had not. You will be of no use to your mother if you are dead, Bhadra. This is about the future of India. Its most distinctive feature was its nasal horn, which stuck out like a fearsome offensive weapon, to a height of nearly fifty centimetres.

And in any case, without the Saraswati water, the Somras cannot be made. Is it possible to add something to the Yamuna waters, at its source, which would then flow into the Saraswati and control the amount of waste being produced?