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Chronicles of 4th

God's Castle Game of Spacetime God, Greater Than Tridev

Arpan

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Disclaimer

The title Chronicles of 4th god‟s Castle is work of

fiction. Names and characters are used as per traditional

as well as modern values. It is not made to hurt the

sentiments of the religious groups. The match of

tradition with physics is just intended to present the

traditional stories in dynamic manner. Author doesn‟t

claim about the existence of similarity between science

and tradition because the arguments presented are work

of fiction and doesn‟t bear responsibility of creating the

similiraties.

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Acknowledgement

I am delighted to present my work to the readers of

Indian mythology as well as fiction lovers. The research

experience was awesome and the support from all of my

friends of school days and college life was admirable.

Special thanks to people like Amit Patil and Soumya

Ranjan Dash who were always there for the discussion

on special topics of human consciousness and

psychology. With Amit Patil there used to discussion on

special topics of meditation and with Soumya Ranjan

Dash there used to be discussion on human psychology

and the tradition. Although sometimes we failed in our

commitments but the experiences gained were

remarkable.

I am also thankful to friends like Laxmi Poudyal

and brothers like Raju Sharma who were always there

with me to give moral support and motivation to

continue my work. The teachers and pathfinders like B

N Niiroula, Deepak Bishwa, Suchita Subba, S Shivraj

and N Murugan will always be valued as gems.

The sages who did meditation for lifetime and got

the true meaning of life will always be respected from

the soul and the scientists who gave their lifetime for

giving us light towards knowledge of the nature will

always be remembered. This book would not have been

completed without the support of my family members

including my parents K N Sharma and Dilu Sharma

along with other relatives. Rashmi Sharma will always

be taken care for giving me such a wonderful poem

which I have mentioned in acknowledgement. (Giver of

light)

Ocean is full of water

And Light if full of truth oh father


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We are on luck to have a clock

To show the light on the night

Darkness is displaced by light

Light is gained through fight

Fight refers struggle and trustworthy

But struggle for gaining light is praiseworthy

Awake from dark and superstition

Follow the path of light and transition

From dark to light that is useful

For that always be truthful

This is one of most inspirational poems of the world; I

appreciate her for presenting her thoughts into such a

high level motivational vision from student of class 10. I

also would like to thank the authors who helped me

through their books. It is them whom I followed in my

life.

The support from Press Club of Sikkim and Siddharth

Singh will always be grateful because they helped me

post the work of book was over. Lastly all the special

people who came in my life who couldn‟t enter into the

text but are in my mind will always be considered for

making me aware about my existence through their

appearance and aliment. W


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Foreword

The Chronicles of fourth god‟s castle, the game of

spacetime god, greater than Tridev, as per the name it

should have focused writt Indian mythology lovers. This

is not only the fact because the focus was made on

science at first. The research was carried out before the

initiation of the title in which the idea of white light was

centered. This ancient light of meditation was mentioned

in various religious literatures and also it was the

essence of the ancient philosophy. During the research of

two years the concept of divine light common to all the

traditions was known. This light is the enlightenment

particle that could be in perception only due to feelings

was the real knowledge or truth of history became my

statement for writing this novel. I had thought for

writing a non fiction but eventually due to my interest in

fiction it turned to an unbreakable story and it was called

metaphysical fiction equipped with fantasy.

Sages or Prophets of history tried different

explanation for the enlightenment and this could be

found in the Holy Scriptures. This statement was my

motivation to do the research and I am also focusing on

writing its second part.

There are strong scriptural evidences that we have a

connection of universe with ourselves but the hunt could

result in frustrations because of conflict of politics. To

solve the hidden questions is indeed the sign of

development of a Civilization but the major question is

question itself that remains untouched. The physicists

know what they are finding but non- physicists have

only the speculations. The true aim of physics is to get

an equation that combines all the form of equations into

single one thus proving the theory of everything. From

this concept another question starts its way that is „what


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is the reality of everything that is defined?’ The idea

becomes complex.

The scriptures and religion mentions frequently about

the consciousness and the universal consciousness that is

probably related to our questions. We have hidden

expectation to solve something but the main question is

‘What is the question?‟. This is answered in Vedic texts

with the name of Brahaman i.e. Ka. This Brahman is the

combination of total Brahm or which can be considered

as a computer program set by nature for each being. As

an example whatever we think is not because we want to

think but it is indeed a law of Brahm i.e. whatever we

are made for and whatever our potential is we can do

that much only like a computer program. There is a

famous quotation „Don’t judge a fish by its ability to

climb tree’ and this can be felt as a sign of true law. This

concept can be realized on better way so that people may

understand what they are made for by the nature.

The consciousness is vast and to define it for more

than seven billion humans is indeed another name of

impossible. There are various theories to define it and I

got a clue that the word seven is common to maximum

religions. The seven skies and seven heavens are familiar

to all along with the seven chakras and seven phases of

life. I have tried to match the reality of human

consciousness through the concept of Purusha and

Prakriti or the inseparable male and female that defines

true love. The research was carried out with the support

of various yogis around who prefer to hide themselves

from the world rather than claiming to be god. In reality

I knew the true essence of god with help of them and

also I was delighted to receive blessings from one of the

greatest philosopher of Sikkim R. C Poudyal who was

also a freedom and democracy fighter. This man of

resources have an expertise of more than thirty six years

in Bible, Vedas, Quran, Puranas and many more. I hope


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my venture will be helpful and enjoyable to my readers

to get insight of Indian mythology through modern

concepts of science and modern love.

‘Your Venture to guide modern society towards right

will surely be successful, have patience and proceed

ahead’

R C Poudyal, Philosopher

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The More I study Science the more I believe in God Albert Einstein

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Contents s.no. Content Page

Prologue xv

1. The game begins. 1

2. The Dilemma 15

3. Fear in relations 27

4. Duties, Interests and conflicts

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5. End of immortality 73

6. War of civilizations 93

7. Physics of the Psychic 112

8. Legacy of the law 130

9. Unification 149

10. Under the root 166

11. Ocean of the forces 185

12. Wings on fire 206

13. Dharma’s psychology and science

225

14. Essence of Rhythm 244

15. The school of light 263

16. Creators of relativity 281

17. The game of spacetime 292

Epilogue 300


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Prologue

I was busy with my life, although I was a frequent

traveler but I had never seen such an amazing destination

for witnessing the game of god. People knew my identity

by the name of Narada. The ground floor of a three

stored building and first floor has four rooms. Among

those few rooms at the top the sun made its existence at

the cast to the room where Arjun slept. The man of

desires, a man of life, a man of romance and a man of

love. Despite the fact that his allowance was on ground

floor where the sun rays came last, it was awesome in

feelings to witness his house. The beauty of his house

couldn‟t be defined through words and it was like

heavenly house on earth because the beauty of any house

is embedded between the walls and nature of living. The

canopy was made up of steel plates where a bamboo

canal was allied for rain water reaping purpose that

collected water to the ground tank.

He was having separate dedicated kitchen under

another roof which was just 50m far from his room. The

pet German Shepard dog “Dogra” was half slept on the

floor of balcony just in line of his room but he hated

visitors and the main enemy was Mr. Cat. Dogra was

just another German-Shepard family‟s group who barked

when angry but became athelete when summoned by the

unknown members

Inside the room, Arjun was having apathetic nap,

the TV was on high frequency but the earphones were

transmitting their waves to the ear. He had forgotten to

turn off the idiot box and he was listening to some old

English music band.

„Oh Sati please do not give up your life’

It was the voice arising from idiot box.

Mythological show of Shiva was on progress. At sudden


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the voice from the TV went down on Doppler. It was

vanished like darkness when sun rays appear first. The

reason was not because of the ghost or a creature but a

current failure misguided the circuit. Bull‟s eye of

headlight cruised with the speed of light to the mouth of

Arjun and probably the person observing him would run

back with fear after the vigilance. His mouth was open

and white teeth were shining like sun.

Dogra barked after spotting his enemy. He shouted

and broke after Mr. Cat. It was his plan to annoy him.

Mr. Cat creeped and crawled. This was the same pole

from which the light was falling to Arjun. Dogra barked

again. The incident continued his struggle but cat‟s eye

was not on him, it was reflecting it to somewhere in

addition. Dogra was not getting antiphon from Mr. Cat.

He looked back and voted for the responses, he was

convinced that a single response would win but he

backed the wrong horse.

„Hahahahaha‟ Unknown person laughed vibrantly

but he ignored. Mr. Detective avatar from Dogra was

about to impel. He turned on his navigation system. It

was his nose. He moved quite forward, interaction of a

male and female was on progress. He suspected them to

be the parents of Mr. Cat and felt to give them surprise

but Chinese mathematics was waiting for him.

„Oh god! What is your game plan for Arjun‟

Unknown female asked softly.

„Ha Ha Ha …….. It’s just a castle of fourth god and

it is a game’ the man replied vibrantly.

Dogra‟s ear was on the reciprocal action of the

unknown entities. The vigilance department now

suspected that they were not parents of Mr. Cat and with

the headway command from brain Dogra went to that

place. His head started descending towards the ground.

He was crumpled. There were only two shadows

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„Oh god, what about Aryan and Arjun? Will they be

able to conquer the happenings?’ Unknown female

asked.

„They have entered into the spacetime area, it is just

a work of memory, they have to understand each and

everything which had importance in their lives, it’s my

game but they are the players’ Unknown man replied.

It was probably a discussion of spacetime but Dogra

was unable to understand the physics. Although he was

wondering, he was unable to give worm‟s eye view of

the situation.

„So what is next?’ Unknown female asked in

wonder.

The hands of shadow from the male gesticulated

towards north-east. Dogra‟s head was in motion, his eyes

reflected north-east.

‘How will they know from space-time zone that our

direction is north-east?’ Unknown female asked again.

„We are observing the dog out there on his past, our

body is in future, probably he was collapsed in due

because he was able to see our shadows only, Aryan and

Arjun are about to meet me in my castle but they have to

go back on time to analyze the important aspects of the

life that relates them with my game‟ The man explained,

Dogra was afraid and half a mind.

„How they will analyze all in all at once?‟

Unknown female asked.

„I have put on different screens on space-time zone

which are actually the combined memories of Aryan and

Arjun, along with my game they will understand each

other’s life in detail as well as brief, please follow me I

will take you their!‟ The man said and expeditiously

their shadows were vanished, they were observing Aryan

and Arjun floating on the space-time zone, two of the

aristocratic men were unable to move their body. The

motion was completely blocked and couldn‟t stand the


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pace. There was no breath, no motion, no forces and no

air. They were unable to take breath, eyes were open but

they were gazing on the screens present in space-time

zone. The screens were of five dimensions, these screens

were magnetizing them with highest extent. Aryan

observed that Arjun‟s body was attracted by the first

screen. He entered into the first screen of five

dimensions.

”The life inside memories but no peace”

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Chronicles of 4th God's Castle

The Game Begins

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1st screen: Arjun’s dream.

The clock was hanging on the wall and it was showing

the time to be 4 am. Intonation of different birds‟ started

chirping in the ear like something peaceful is going to

happen. The soft wind blowing through east stimulated

the receptor of nose and it made him feel like dust of

pepper chilly is inside the nose but it was a momentary

boomerang for him.

The apartments for the neighbors were 150m, 300m

and 500m far from his abode. They were left from his

house. His best friend‟s apartment was 400m north from

him. The village conveyed the impression that it was

remarkably peaceful at first blush and the citizens were

having bedtime with ease. It was the clock when peace

of Arjun evanesced like a burnt child dreaded the fire.

The feeling that made hard-bitten to live an

adventurous life reached to the core of heart and

multifarious sound pinched the ears. The man who lost

his parents in a car accident had lived alone in home

since their extermination. The frequency with

multifarious sound in his dreams was probable.

Sometimes a hum around like that of honey bee and

some like that of an earthquake that fragmentized the

dreams as well as wonderful life and also sometimes a

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dream of relaxation after that peculiar low frequency

sound. The habitual sound was that of the low frequency

and it had the earmarks such that the sound was of some

beautiful teenager lonely girl. These feelings of different

frequency of sounds always pinched inside the ears. He

was feeling uneasy and he was as dead as dodo.

The day was Monday and the sonance made him

astir to get up from his bed. He observed that he was

sweating and the maximum exudation was from his

chest. Although the chest showed every sign that it was

heated up but the hand went to ears because of the

sounds. Both of his hands pretended to make a bar for

the sounds coming to the ears. It was again same kind of

dream that he usually faced on past.

Something black coming down to grasp, It was so

black that made him wake up by early four. The question

started taking shape. What are those dreams? Why it has

such frequency? And why it is like different kind of

babble coming out from the body? The questions were

always bolt from the blue.

With these uneasy feelings supported by brain, both

hands reached the head for the control of the extra

neuron transmission.

He drank the water that was dancing on transparent

beer glass and it was kept on the study table. The table

had many books based on archeology. He was a research

scholar, a graduate student of archeology. The time

made him to remember about his academic assignment.

He got it last Friday. It was to write an article about

ancient philosophy on gods. His dreams were humdrum

bubble but this time it made him rise for the precious. It

was about to save him from Mr. ferocious professor

named as Mr. Martin. This absurd professor was always

busy in solving the mystery of gods and the immortality.


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He wanted to become immortal to rule this world. This

was not known by his students neither his family but he

used to get beatings from his wife. He was abbreviated

piece of nothing for her.

He had hidden chamber of secrets kicking around in

his home where he always used to lock his valuable

assets which consisted of books and X. Arjun and his

friend Aryan knew few of his secrets but Mr. Absurd

didn‟t know about it.

Mind of Arjun danced, he went to the bathroom,

washed his face with branded face wash gel and came

near the table. He was in haste because of the fear. After

having seated on the old fashioned wooden chair nearby

the study table he took a book by “Raman Mehta” who

was one of the greatest philosopher and scientist ever

created by the History of India.

The time was about to transit only for him not

through the book but something else was going to

happen.

It was 4.30am he descried same low frequency

sound and he was confident that it was not a dream. It

was a golden chance to know the source of sound. He

was biding his time but something had changed.

He went outside from his room and soon reached

the rain water harvesting tank. The Lid of Tank was

astonishingly open.

He observed his own reflection. He wondered. It

was his confusion about the source of light. „What is

causing reflection’? He murmured but he was unable to

understand because of the crystal clear reflection without

source.

He closed his eye lids. The sparks of light could be

seen through closed eyes. „Arjun don’t fear, don’t fear

don’t fear’. He murmured again because it was about to


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give heebie-jeebies. He quickly moved back to the room

as if he was a rat when Mr. Cat was chasing a rat. He

opened up the eyes but without permission they travelled

to an open window glass on east. He spotted the

headlight on the side of the nearby road which was still

on. It made his mind understand that it was his confusion

which took him to the rain water harvesting tank.

‘Assignment, go to hell’ He murmured and went

back to bed.

He felt asleep as soon as he entered the Dunlop

zone. The assignment vanished from the mind like

criminal. He lied down with his favorite position of legs`

on pillow. He closed his eyes and started realizing the

physics.

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nd Screen: The dancing light

In the second screen the spark of light that appeared

before turned into a bright white light. It was more

amazing because it did not pose any heat. The feeling

was like sponge massage of eyes. There was only a

sound beyond the light and it was only a mature voice of

a male.

„Oh! Arjun, come here’ someone said

He wondered and found himself inside the bright

white light. The standing was on nothing and the

lustrous light was so bright that his hands were cruising

to the eyes automatically trying to terminate the source

of light.

„Oh! Arjun, come here’

The same sound was played again. He followed the

polished sound and moved a quite forward but observed


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an aberrant environment. It was a war zone. „Oh My

God WTF‟ he murmured. The feeling of the fish out of

the water arose.

The aligned armies on the large football like field

with bazookas, bayonets and swords when bows and

arrows were on maximum supported supported by

traditional Indian weapon Gada. The field was also

equipped with the formation of elephants and horses.

They were dressed on old fashioned traditional war

costumes. „Is it a shooting?’ He murmured but it was

little heavier. This wardrobe of armies was often seen on

Indian television. The army of east was lesser than that

of the army of the west.

On the east side an amiable man was driving a

horse chariot. The man of smile was his identity and

pleasure was his attribute. He was not looking like a

driver because he had unique style that was a feather of

peacock clenched to the hairs. The complexion was dark

but he was aristocratic.

It seemed like it was Mahabharata war going and

indeed it was. He stepped back on surprise. He moved

back. „Oh God, what is it?‟ He murmured. The white

light started fading. The environment was transforming

into a blur image.

„Oh Shit’ He shouted. He understood that he took a

tumble down the reality. It was a dream.

He woke up and sprinkled water from the glass. He

was with same exudation. Pulse increased briskly up to

140. He was feeling his heartbeat as a drum beat of the

heavy metal band which he often used to listen. He

looked at the clock that was showing 7 am. Abruptly he

remembered about the assignment and Mr. Absurd.

„Now I’m gone, just dead and finished!‟ He

murmured and got up quickly on speed of light.


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He entered the bathroom, took shower without

soap and that too while brushing his teeth. He was

blushed quickly and prepared the breakfast with agility.

„Martin, surely will kill me’ He murmured but it

was actually much ado about nothing.

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rd Screen :The college and knowledge

He entered the college on speed of light and looked for

Mr. Martin. „Thank God!‟ He murmured and signaled

the sky. God was thanked because Mr. Absurd was on

leave. It was like a moment of relief after launching

overloaded urine. He also felt like coming out of the

central jail after seven years.

He was inside the lecture hall; he quickly opened up

the backpack and went to the library for completing his

article. It was Raman Mehta‟s book again. The finger

turned the oily pages to the destination chapter “Indian

Mythology in Mahabharata”

He found important stuffs to be noted for the article

about Mahabharata.

The epic was originally composed of 8,800 verses

named as “Jaya”. The composer of “Jaya” was Vyasa. It

was later perturbed to 24,000 verses by son of the

composer of “Jaya”. It was named as “Bharata” and

later on it was perturbed to “100,000 verses by grandson

of Vyasa which was the great epic “Mahabharata”. In

recent times it was made to more than 100,000 verses by

the different generations of poets and renowned

personalities for the sake of the population at different

times.


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He finalized an important topic for the essay. “The

edits of the Mahabharata for the philosophy” He defined

the important aspects of philosophy. The real character

entered inside his body because he uttered few words

after each pause which was his habit. The review of the

important searches on “Google” was held. He descried

two different topics on Mahabharata at the location

Wikipedia. They were Mahabharata and Kurushetra war.

The article Kurushetra war was edited on the evidences

based on archeology.

He found that the Kurukshetra war did not happen

millions of year ago but it happened 2500-3000 years

ago. He completed his article soon and went on to catch

the sight of his best friend Riya who could probably be

found hanging around with friends at canteen.

Riya had medium hair and round face with

spectacle on eyes. She always used to wear the

traditional Indian “Kurtis”. She had a secret admirer who

was a freaky guy named as “Mohan”. He was busy guy

but only with studies and fantasy of Riya. He was also

wearing specs but the zoomed eyes always appeared

from far. It was due to high magnification of the lenses.

Arjun spotted Riya on the university canteen. She

was busy in blamestorming with friends. As soon as he

entered into the canteen compartment, he observed small

population and went near Riya. Without asking

permission he took the chair which was accidently on

purpose. Although he always used to share his sufferings

and jokes to her their relation was more funny than

friendly.

‘Riya, again it was same type of dream but I was at

Mahabharata war’ He said in pity voice.


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„Oh come on don’t freak‟ She commanded and

argued the toss. The behavior was like that of army

chief.

„It was just due to the undone assignment‟. She

suggested. Arjun became relaxed at instance that proved

their bond and which was also their psychological

compatibility.

She always proved herself as benevolent friend of

him and she was always helpful to him. He shared each

and every feelings of experiences in life with her. Riya

was only his hope after losing his parents in an accident.

She was a year elder than him so she understood him

very well. She was chip of the old block because she

behaved like his mother.

„Your lover is watching you’ Arjun teased. It was

for Riya.

It was again Mohan. Arjun got a snap and felt the

wallop of hitman. It was on the left shoulder, he rubbed

with Right hand.

„Go away I won’t talk with you‟ It was her last

words before proceeding towards classroom. She was a

serious girl who never believed in joking. Although they

had mutual compatibility but he intentionally annoyed

her for fun.

Riya had a crush on Aryan. He was a charming

Indian guy. He was aristocratic and had helping hands

for his friends. The king of martial arts and the prime

minister of meditation. He looked attractive with a

dimple on left cheek. Girls kept noticing him to make

him as boyfriend but with Riya he made a good pair.

There was another good thing for Riya. Aryan also had a

crush on her and it was known to Arjun. It was again a

reason to tease Riya.


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They had another guy in their team named as

Joseph. He was in love with music and had long hairs.

He was a guitarist. He was good in Dance too but an

average student was his academic identity. Aryan did

hold most talented guy title in overall activities. Arjun

did hold it in sports. He was captain of the University

baseball team and also good hitter of golf ball. Arjun and

Aryan always used to talk on fleck, just on important

and logical topics of discussion. Both of them figured

popularity in the college.

The research Guide of all of them was Mr. Martin

who had a crush on Miss Pooja. It was fun for students

because he had a crush with the Director of university.

Other professors were Mr. Singh, Dr. Kishore and Col.

Dr. Narayan Shah. They were components of the faculty

of the Department of Archeology. Their head was Dr.

Kishore.

The students working under the Martin didn‟t have

much to do that day. It was because he was in leave so

everyone was looking for continuing personal lives. Riya

was not talking well with Arjun. He understood the

reason. She dug in his heels because of his decorum.

„Are you learning martial arts from Aryan’ He

teased. She replied with a big „No‟ it was just her one

word answer of KBC. He was not satisfied „I thought

you are becoming like Aryan to give one point answers’

He teased again

She finally broke out this time and walking together

for few hundred meters they reached their destination. It

was Arjun‟s home. It looked beautiful from outside but

no maintenance from inside. Riya went to the kitchen

directly and looked for tealeaf.

Although the kitchen was in pathetic condition. She

came back with a tea „Hey have a tea.‟ she pleaded.


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Arjun was looking anxious. He discussed about the

repeated dreams again but she cheered him up.

„Repeated dreams are common to all and I am also the

one to experience it’. She affirmed

They discussed for a while and she went towards

home. Arjun again started feeling alone.

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th Screen: Entry to the War

He had another friend named as television. It was now

ready to help him. He got a thought for switching on the

television. The switched was turned on from the electric

board near the door by himself. He returned quickly as

possible.

His fingers were continuously wavering the

channel. The change was good and at instance he picked

up the famous old TV show Mahabharata on Star Utsav.

The gambling of Pandavas and the Kauravas was on

progress. His eyes watched it for another two minutes

but his mind was somewhere else and as its effect he

closed the TV.

He mind went to the completion of incomplete

thesis. The decision was made to paddle his own canoe

and set up an environment to complete his work.

He continued writing the incomplete thesis. Soon

the deadline to complete was to manifest. It was on the

next month. His thesis was half complete. The minimum

requirement felt behind by 50 pages. The research topic

was “The analysis of copper grey ware on Mohenjo-

Daro”

After looking his note books he was able to add up

10 more pages making the whole to 60.


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