Attachment

Attachment

In that single shot she had forgotten all the enchanted wisdom. It was just a bullet through her heart but just like the ordinary she had let herself be consumed by the smoke of Maya.

Lying there in the pool of her blood, fighting the pains that the bullet was causing, the Gods spoke to her. They repeatedly said,

 “You r not the one who is dying. You are just experiencing death, the body you have will die in 30 sec. Free yourself if u can from Maya. Donot surrender into the attachment for this body. You r not the body, but u have a body.”

Trying hard to hold on to her last seconds of consciousness, she angrily refuted the Divine words of the Gods. 

“This is me who got shot, this is me who is lying in her own pool of blood, this is me who is in terrible pain. Please remove my pain.”

As much as she cried for help, the more the Gods were willing to remove the pain she was in. But the last second went by and the body spoke no more.

She lost again. The enchanted wisdom couldn’t rescue her, the Gods couldn’t save her. They didn’t fail, the wisdom was transcendent and the Gods were real, but only her attachments, to her body, her identity made her surrender to the Maya than to the Gods.

Her attachments gave her a painful death.

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Settlement

Settlement

Hey guys. It’s been long but here is a small post which I thought of writing. Hope u enjoy reading it.

The night was starry, the moon was full and so were the wine glasses. The party was on as it was final that she was ready to settle.

As she looked through the faces, some were strangers and some she knew, they all had one thing common though. They all had settled in their life. 

Yes, the settlement which one does when they realize that the time for living life is more important than struggling. 

“Finally now u can enjoy. I wonder why u hooked up to that bizarre idea for such a long time. Now u can live ur leftover precious youthful life. Cheers!”

She smiled at him when the wine glasses touched each other. Had she really made the settlement? 

To the minds drowning into the pleasurable illusion of Maya she had become one of them. They were happy for her as she would now be happy, as what they thought.

But that night at the party under the starry night, she was just a speck of light playing the character of the girl who made the settlement. As for her, she was just a visitor in their party and in their illusionary world of Maya, witnessing and experiencing the life of a girl who just made a settlement.

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A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 7 Part 3

A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 7 Part 3

Read Chapter 7 if not read yet.

The deafening sound was heard by all the members present in the castle as well as outside it. Mother was in her deep meditation when the sound jolted her. She realized immediately that the sound was related to the horrific event that would now become the trigger for the misery of her people. But even if she desired, she couldn’t change this fate as she knew it was time.

When she reached at the spot, she saw Baanko lying on the floor, unconscious. His body bruised with the pieces of broken glass which seemed like they were stabbed into his body. The whole room was empty, dark with the scattered pieces of glass. The guards came but none entered the room as such was the respect for the law set by the mediator.

“Watoo has been unleashed. Go and ring the tower bells. People must know what’s coming.” She ordered the guards while tenderly placing  Baanko’s head on her lap.

Anna listened to the story very carefully. The old man was a good story teller, she thought. The dawn was breaking and woods were filled with the beautiful sounds of the birds. The air was still cool and there was the scent of sandalwood in it.

“Where did Watoo go? And what about Iroshi? Did he die?” asked Anna with her thoughts still immersed in the story.

“No one dies Anna. Not you, not me and neither did Iroshi. Death is nothing but an illusion. Illusion that was casted by Watoo on Baanko.” replied the old man sitting under the banyan tree in a gyan mudra.

“Wasn’t Baanko a powerful mystic. How stupid of him to fell for the illusion? I don’t think he would succeed his mother as a mediator?” snapped Anna angry at Baanko whom she thought was the hero of the story.

The old man now grinning at her and at the irony how Anna had decided the fate of Baanko without knowing that her own fate was sealed with him.

“Go back home now. You are getting late for college. I will tell the rest of the story tomorrow”, he ordered Anna.

Anna resisted first then reluctantly walked past the woods. It took her a month before she got used to the old man who claimed himself belonging to the invisible world and who loved to tell her the stories of his world. She had compelling evidences that supported the fact that she was not crazy and the old man did exist. She had read about the subtle energies that can’t be sensed by human’s five senses like aura and she had also read about healers using these subtle energies which modern science still lacked equipment to conduct these experiments. She knew that even in this visible world there were things that were invisible. But, maybe a fluctuation in her aura or her energy level had made her see the invisible.

A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 7 Part 2

A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 7 Part 2

That fateful night of the new moon, Baanko was out with his friend Jataayu- the eagle aka the old man who had come to save Anna. The night was beautiful, the clear sky filled with zillion of stars. Baanko was twenty one and it had been an year since he started his training of a mediator. Mediators were very powerful mystics who took up place next to the Gods. It was said in the lore of the invisible world that a mediator was a demigod protecting them by maintaining  the balance between life and death.

Baanko had successfully learned the first two steps that were, invoking the magick and controlling the elements. His karmas were such that he had a natural knack in the art of mysticism. He naturally knew the rhythms of the five elements- air, water, fire and earth and could easily manipulate them. But being a mediator was not just about being a sorcerer, it was more than that. He was yet to learn about the powerful illusions that were cast by Iroshi and Watoo that had made many great warriors their slave.

That night Baanko while returning to the castle, saw a blinding blood red light coming out from the top of the castle. He knew that Watoo and Iroshi were kept in top room but he had never seen that light before.  He was tempted to go inside take a look, but the room where Iroshi and Watoo were kept was a prohibited zone. Only a full fledged mediator could enter that room and Baanko was yet to become one.

The pleasant breeze brushed through his coal black hairs which were a little short to touch his shoulders. His eyes glued to the dance of the red light. For a moment he thought of the consequences if mother would find out about him breaking the law. But that new moon night, the blood red light charmed his young mind enough that he brushed the undesirable  thoughts away and decided to go inside the room. As he climbed the honey coated wooden stairs, he could feel his heart beating fast. He had to make sure that he was not seen by anyone. Jataayu flew near the castle screeching to warn Baanko, but Baanko’s five senses had stopped interpreting the signals. All he wanted was to witness the source of this dazzling red light.

“What are you doing so late sir? You should not be here, specially on a new moon light.” One of the two guards protecting the door spoke.

Baanko flicked his fingers and they both fell down, unconscious.

As he opened the door, he saw a huge hourglass containing the red light in one half and the blue in the other half. The lights were in constant flux. It felt like they were fighting with each other, tearing each other apart. He saw the red laight eating into the space of the blue light. The whole room was bathing in its light. His own eyes were glowing blood red. His steps moved him closer to the hourglass. Mesmerized by the illusions of Watoo, he couldn’t resist to touch the glass which was glowing red. The moment his warm hands touched the glass, the dazzling energies spiraled into each other creating a deafening sound  breaking the hourglass.

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A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 7

A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 7

Time is a potent healer. It calms down the fire leaving the ashes to tell its story. Long ago in the invisible world two souls made their presence to change the course of the souls living there. Both were tied to each other in such a way that if one grows stronger, the other gets weaker. The presence of one brought spring while the presence of other brought winters. This tandem kept spiralling through numerous centuries in harmony until that fateful night of new moon.

The queen of the invisible world that was the mother of Banko had an important role of a Mediator. The role of the mediator was to maintain balance between the two forces. This balance was not always of 50-50 but it was enough maintain the harmony and prosperity in the invisible world. 

 Banko was the next in the line. He was supposed to smoothly take over his duty after finishing his training. But fate had something else decided for him.

The two souls, Watoo and Iroshi would feed on each other, devouring each other to become stronger than the other. Such was the relation that if one would die the other would eventually die out of starvation. This tandem was eternal and so was the role of the Mediator.

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A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 6 Part 2

A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 6 Part 2

Hey guys, if u are new to this series then then you might wanna read the earlier chapters to understand where the story is going. The links are below,

Chapter1, Chapter 1 Part 2, Chapter 2, Chapter 2 Part 2,Chapter 3, Chapter 3 Part 2, Chapter 4,Chapter 4 Part 2, Chapter 5, Chapter 5 Part 2, Chapter 6

Keep reading 🙂

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As the soul of Anna that was Banko left for the invisible world, her body lied still on the bed protected by the golden spell created by the old man.

A shadow lurking beside her was continuously staring at her trying to own her. As the blood red eyes looked at Anna’s peaceful face it gave a crooked smile. It won’t harm her but would keep her safe and glued to the visible world so that Banko could never be released.

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“Mother , you called for?” Spoke the husky voice of Banko.

The invisible world wasn’t much different from the visible. The only difference was that it was resided by souls which were more evolved, living at a higher vibrational state than the souls of the visible world.

“How are you feeling Banko. Is the body giving any trouble?” Replied a gentle feminine  voice. Her face looked serene. Her body was draped in a white silk cloak which complemented her long ebony hair.

“Mother,  I miss home. Why can’t I come back?” Sighed Banko.

She didn’t replied. Her deep oceanic eyes stared into the heavy brown eyes of Banko strengthening him to continue fighting his long battle in the visible world against Watoo.

The silence was broken by the warning sound of the eagle flying high in the sky. It was time for Banko to go back to the visible world.

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As Banko released himself from the body of invisible world, both Banko and the golden eagle flew away into the visible world.

“You will always have help, my son.” This assurance given by his mother was the last thing Anna heard before waking up.

Wanna read more-> Chapter 7

A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 6

A Girl and the Mystic- Chapter 6

Hey guys, if u are new to this series then then you might wanna read the earlier chapters to understand where the story is going. The links are below,

Chapter1, Chapter 1 Part 2, Chapter 2, Chapter 2 Part 2,Chapter 3, Chapter 3 Part 2, Chapter 4,Chapter 4 Part 2, Chapter 5, Chapter 5 Part 2

Keep reading 🙂

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It was around 3 am when her body was going through another cycle of REM sleep. The old man sitting at her window was patiently staring at Anna’s body, waiting for his old friend to leave his present residence and fulfill its unfinished desires in the other worlds.

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“Hello old friend, nice to meet you again.”

“Hello! Banko. I thought you won’t be leaving Anna’s body today.” The old man replied to the golden spirit, a powerful mystic of the ancient world.

“Anna’s body isn’t yet powerful enough to channelise my powers. It needs work.” Spoke Banko, looking at the peacefully resting body of Anna presently soul less yet properly functioning.

“We must hurry up. Mother is waiting.” Said the old man changing himself into an eagle with wings of fire flying away in the open sky. Banko followed him disappearing in the silver sky.

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Wanna read more-> Chapter 6 Part 2