18-04-2025, 01:48 PM
(CHAPTER CONTD)
THE MORNING AFTER.
Hemant and his family were escorted with a convoy by ANVIL to the airport. Harper noticed the girl and the child looked depressed. While about to check in to the airport , Harper talked with Hemant.
"Man , I am sorry for them , they look very down"
"Its all right Roy , these things tend to mess with your mind. They will move on with enough rest"
"I don't know man , before last night , all I've seen where smiles and cheers on their faces. Now it feels like all the joy were sucked out of them"
"Well , incidents like this tend to do that. Don't worry , I will take care of them. In the comfort of their home , they will learn to overcome it. Its their best healing medicine"
"How about you?" Harper asked.
That question raised made Hemant think a lot. Eventually Hemant replied.
"I am....different....but I am okay"
"Of course you are different , you are a businessman now"
"BTW I've postpone my factory inauguration by a day , I cannot do it today because my family needs me"
"Its alright Egghead , be with them. Right now be the family man you are"
"I understand Harper. But I learned today that I must be more than a family man for them. I need to be something more. See you soon"
"Very Soon Egghead"
They went their separate ways as Hemant led Anjali and Karan to their flight boarding process. They got on the flight and as the flight taxied and eventually took off from London. Anjali felt a strange relief in her mind. For the first time Hemant saw a smile on her face since last night. Hemant was relieved that they are indeed healing.
After a hectic flight and a taxi ride , Hemant , Anjali and Karan returned to their home. Karan immediately went to his toys and started playing and Anjali felt more comfortable sitting here. Hemant felt pride knowing that despite facing a tragedy , his boy and his sister managed to bounce back and heal from those memories. And at the same time , he felt good knowing that he himself felt different and improved since the trip. The old past don't scare or worry him anymore. Instead it fuels him courage now , it gives him a drive to move forward with tremendous determination.
Hemant took over the kitchen duties and cooked some delicious and favorite foods of Karan and Anjali today. During lunch they all bonded which resulted in both of them slowly getting back to their normal self. He recieved a message from Harper regarding an interesting news. Hemant soon spoke to Anjali.
"Anju there is a good news , you know that shop vendor who you saw got shot. Turns out he survived , he was hit on the shoulder. And he has said that because of the woman screaming in front of him he was alert which helped save his life. So in his eyes , you are his hero now"
Anjali gave that wonderful smile she always give when she is happy. Karan was already in his usual cheerful mood now , looks like the house gave him a much needed distraction from other thoughts. Hemant was happy that they are doing better since last night. The family spend time together doing fun activities. Hemant's goal was to distract them and it had worked well for Karan , while Anjali hearing the news about the shop vendor made her more accepting of the incident.
Hemant messaged Sonarika that they are home. Sonarika responded half hour later with a thumbs up emoji. Hemant decided not to tell her the incident that happened because Sonarika will react very wildly with the situation and even risk her job because of it. He figured she will be home tomorrow anyways so he will tell her then. He checked Sonarika's social media posts and she posted barely a few pics , most of which were the views of Bali. Knowing that she was having some good peace time there also made Hemant to disclose the incident last night to her. He didn't want to ruin her peace. Plus he could explain to her the incident upclose than on the phone.
THAT EVENING AT THE HAJI ALI DARGAH IN MUMBAI.
A 26 year old Raquel Ali Muhammad was donating a shawl on the dargah as he kneeled and prayed silently to his ,.'. Upon coming out a high cleric talked to him.
"Raquel , you came for your usual prayers again? How is the shop going?"
"By his grace , everything is going well"
"Good , may he give you all the happiness and fortune"
"Not just me Abba , may he give all the happiness to my Bhaijaan as well"
The clergy smiled and wished him.
"As-Salaam-Alaikum"
Raquel smiled and replied.
"Wa-Alaikum-Salaam Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh"
The clergy left as Raquel walked away from the Dargah. As he gained some distance he recived a call on his phone. It was an international call.
"Hello"
On the calling end was none other than William.
"Raquel , do you have any idea about this?"
"About what William?" Raquel asked confused.
"Didn't you see the news , about the attack in London"
"I've heard about this , some acursed individuals who forgot ,.''s path from Lebanon are behind this"
"I am not talking about them , I am talking about the man who took them out"
"What man?"
"Raquel , its him. Its Michael"
Raquel's facial expression changed.
"He is back , do you have any idea about this?"
"No William. Let me look into it , I'll keep you posted"
Raquel ended the call as he walked away from the Dargah.
It was getting evening as Hemant was standing at the balcony of his apartment. Inside he saw Anjali and Karan playing ludo and having a good time with each other. Then suddenly the climate of the city changed as the darkened clouds started to shine with lightning emmitting out of it. The rainy season had months left to arrive in Mumbai and here the clouds were acting strange signifying rain coming at an odd time. Hemant stood there watching long stretchy shines of lightning emanating from the sky in the distance. The thunder was booming much later which made Karan and Anjali jolt but be fine by it. But Anjali caught something interesting , all her life she knew that Hemant had a phobia of lightning and he would often try to cover his eyes or ears in the past. Sonarika often joked about it claiming Karan to be more brave than his father. But here Anjali shockingly saw Hemant still standing at the gallery watching the shining lightning and the loud booms of thunder and he isn't moving one bit.
He stood there unbothered by the rough weather as Hemant's phone rang. Hemant picked the call.
"Hello"
The caller was Raquel who was now standing at top portion of Sardar Vallabhai Patel Indoor Stadium overlooking the Haji Ali Bay as he talked.
"Bhaijaan , do you need my assistance in your recent quest"
Hemant with a stoic stance replied.
"Not right now , I will let you know when something comes"
"Just one word Bhaijaan , one word. I will await your order. Khuda Hafiz"
"Khuda Hafiz"
Hemant ended the call looking at the rough weather as he walked back into his house to Anjali and Karan and joined them in their Ludo game with a smile.
SAME TIME AT CHEMBUR
The climate in Mumbai was getting odd as a good portion of the city and its outskirts were covered in dark clouds and occasional lightning display. This was the situation at the Lakshmi Narsimha Temple in Chembur as well as devotees were moving everywhere in fear of the change in weather. The swami that did the pooja for Hemant's family on Anjali's behest was there. He sat there unbothered by the lightning and thunder as one of the poojari sitting there claimed.
"This climate is getting very strange and bizzare. It is no surprising after all this is the age of Kaliyug. Dark forces will thrive in this yug after all"
The swami looked at the poojari.
"No Swami , this change in climate , it is not the representation of Kaliyug. But a warning for that said dark forces. This lightning and rough weather , it is a declaration to them that their end is near. Decades ago , Raavan saw this , Tarakasur saw this , every single evil force saw this. Even Hiranyakashyap saw it before the Lord Narsimha arrived to devour him."
Poojari listened to the Swami's words.
Somewhere in the far side of the city , Dilawar was looking out to his men loading some goods into a truck. The climate was rough there as well , Dilawar on occasion looked to the skies seeing the lightning. One of the goon enquired.
"Bhai , this is odd right? This lightning and thunder at this month of the year?"
"I am not a weather specialist so you do your work idiot!"
Dilawar mocked him as the man continued loading the goods. As Dilawar looked to the skies again , he noticed something peculiar. In that growing darkness of the cloud , an eagle was flying high unbothered by the climate. Dilawar heard its screech as its shadow fell on him.
At the temple , the swami concluded.
"This is the warning for them. Their judgement is coming. May Lord Narsimha guide him to victory"
The swami concluded as he bowed facing the idol of Narsimha in the temple. Back at the apartment , Hemant cheerfully played along with Anjali and Karan having a happy time as the ring of Narsimha Anjali gave to Hemant shined in the light of the house.
SOMEWHERE IN BAKU , AZERBAIJAAN.
A vehicle arrived at a posh bungalow located near the town. The man walked into the house to a couch located at the living room . The couch was facing the other way to the lawn as someone was sitting there. The man handed over the same photo Jack took in London of Hemant.
"Sir , we found him"
From the couch , a hand grabbed onto the photo of Hemant , a hand that was burned and scarred!
(CHAPTER TO BE CONTD)
Hemant and his family were escorted with a convoy by ANVIL to the airport. Harper noticed the girl and the child looked depressed. While about to check in to the airport , Harper talked with Hemant.
"Man , I am sorry for them , they look very down"
"Its all right Roy , these things tend to mess with your mind. They will move on with enough rest"
"I don't know man , before last night , all I've seen where smiles and cheers on their faces. Now it feels like all the joy were sucked out of them"
"Well , incidents like this tend to do that. Don't worry , I will take care of them. In the comfort of their home , they will learn to overcome it. Its their best healing medicine"
"How about you?" Harper asked.
That question raised made Hemant think a lot. Eventually Hemant replied.
"I am....different....but I am okay"
"Of course you are different , you are a businessman now"
"BTW I've postpone my factory inauguration by a day , I cannot do it today because my family needs me"
"Its alright Egghead , be with them. Right now be the family man you are"
"I understand Harper. But I learned today that I must be more than a family man for them. I need to be something more. See you soon"
"Very Soon Egghead"
They went their separate ways as Hemant led Anjali and Karan to their flight boarding process. They got on the flight and as the flight taxied and eventually took off from London. Anjali felt a strange relief in her mind. For the first time Hemant saw a smile on her face since last night. Hemant was relieved that they are indeed healing.
After a hectic flight and a taxi ride , Hemant , Anjali and Karan returned to their home. Karan immediately went to his toys and started playing and Anjali felt more comfortable sitting here. Hemant felt pride knowing that despite facing a tragedy , his boy and his sister managed to bounce back and heal from those memories. And at the same time , he felt good knowing that he himself felt different and improved since the trip. The old past don't scare or worry him anymore. Instead it fuels him courage now , it gives him a drive to move forward with tremendous determination.
Hemant took over the kitchen duties and cooked some delicious and favorite foods of Karan and Anjali today. During lunch they all bonded which resulted in both of them slowly getting back to their normal self. He recieved a message from Harper regarding an interesting news. Hemant soon spoke to Anjali.
"Anju there is a good news , you know that shop vendor who you saw got shot. Turns out he survived , he was hit on the shoulder. And he has said that because of the woman screaming in front of him he was alert which helped save his life. So in his eyes , you are his hero now"
Anjali gave that wonderful smile she always give when she is happy. Karan was already in his usual cheerful mood now , looks like the house gave him a much needed distraction from other thoughts. Hemant was happy that they are doing better since last night. The family spend time together doing fun activities. Hemant's goal was to distract them and it had worked well for Karan , while Anjali hearing the news about the shop vendor made her more accepting of the incident.
Hemant messaged Sonarika that they are home. Sonarika responded half hour later with a thumbs up emoji. Hemant decided not to tell her the incident that happened because Sonarika will react very wildly with the situation and even risk her job because of it. He figured she will be home tomorrow anyways so he will tell her then. He checked Sonarika's social media posts and she posted barely a few pics , most of which were the views of Bali. Knowing that she was having some good peace time there also made Hemant to disclose the incident last night to her. He didn't want to ruin her peace. Plus he could explain to her the incident upclose than on the phone.
THAT EVENING AT THE HAJI ALI DARGAH IN MUMBAI.
A 26 year old Raquel Ali Muhammad was donating a shawl on the dargah as he kneeled and prayed silently to his ,.'. Upon coming out a high cleric talked to him.
"Raquel , you came for your usual prayers again? How is the shop going?"
"By his grace , everything is going well"
"Good , may he give you all the happiness and fortune"
"Not just me Abba , may he give all the happiness to my Bhaijaan as well"
The clergy smiled and wished him.
"As-Salaam-Alaikum"
Raquel smiled and replied.
"Wa-Alaikum-Salaam Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh"
The clergy left as Raquel walked away from the Dargah. As he gained some distance he recived a call on his phone. It was an international call.
"Hello"
On the calling end was none other than William.
"Raquel , do you have any idea about this?"
"About what William?" Raquel asked confused.
"Didn't you see the news , about the attack in London"
"I've heard about this , some acursed individuals who forgot ,.''s path from Lebanon are behind this"
"I am not talking about them , I am talking about the man who took them out"
"What man?"
"Raquel , its him. Its Michael"
Raquel's facial expression changed.
"He is back , do you have any idea about this?"
"No William. Let me look into it , I'll keep you posted"
Raquel ended the call as he walked away from the Dargah.
It was getting evening as Hemant was standing at the balcony of his apartment. Inside he saw Anjali and Karan playing ludo and having a good time with each other. Then suddenly the climate of the city changed as the darkened clouds started to shine with lightning emmitting out of it. The rainy season had months left to arrive in Mumbai and here the clouds were acting strange signifying rain coming at an odd time. Hemant stood there watching long stretchy shines of lightning emanating from the sky in the distance. The thunder was booming much later which made Karan and Anjali jolt but be fine by it. But Anjali caught something interesting , all her life she knew that Hemant had a phobia of lightning and he would often try to cover his eyes or ears in the past. Sonarika often joked about it claiming Karan to be more brave than his father. But here Anjali shockingly saw Hemant still standing at the gallery watching the shining lightning and the loud booms of thunder and he isn't moving one bit.
He stood there unbothered by the rough weather as Hemant's phone rang. Hemant picked the call.
"Hello"
The caller was Raquel who was now standing at top portion of Sardar Vallabhai Patel Indoor Stadium overlooking the Haji Ali Bay as he talked.
"Bhaijaan , do you need my assistance in your recent quest"
Hemant with a stoic stance replied.
"Not right now , I will let you know when something comes"
"Just one word Bhaijaan , one word. I will await your order. Khuda Hafiz"
"Khuda Hafiz"
Hemant ended the call looking at the rough weather as he walked back into his house to Anjali and Karan and joined them in their Ludo game with a smile.
SAME TIME AT CHEMBUR
The climate in Mumbai was getting odd as a good portion of the city and its outskirts were covered in dark clouds and occasional lightning display. This was the situation at the Lakshmi Narsimha Temple in Chembur as well as devotees were moving everywhere in fear of the change in weather. The swami that did the pooja for Hemant's family on Anjali's behest was there. He sat there unbothered by the lightning and thunder as one of the poojari sitting there claimed.
"This climate is getting very strange and bizzare. It is no surprising after all this is the age of Kaliyug. Dark forces will thrive in this yug after all"
The swami looked at the poojari.
"No Swami , this change in climate , it is not the representation of Kaliyug. But a warning for that said dark forces. This lightning and rough weather , it is a declaration to them that their end is near. Decades ago , Raavan saw this , Tarakasur saw this , every single evil force saw this. Even Hiranyakashyap saw it before the Lord Narsimha arrived to devour him."
Poojari listened to the Swami's words.
Somewhere in the far side of the city , Dilawar was looking out to his men loading some goods into a truck. The climate was rough there as well , Dilawar on occasion looked to the skies seeing the lightning. One of the goon enquired.
"Bhai , this is odd right? This lightning and thunder at this month of the year?"
"I am not a weather specialist so you do your work idiot!"
Dilawar mocked him as the man continued loading the goods. As Dilawar looked to the skies again , he noticed something peculiar. In that growing darkness of the cloud , an eagle was flying high unbothered by the climate. Dilawar heard its screech as its shadow fell on him.
At the temple , the swami concluded.
"This is the warning for them. Their judgement is coming. May Lord Narsimha guide him to victory"
The swami concluded as he bowed facing the idol of Narsimha in the temple. Back at the apartment , Hemant cheerfully played along with Anjali and Karan having a happy time as the ring of Narsimha Anjali gave to Hemant shined in the light of the house.
SOMEWHERE IN BAKU , AZERBAIJAAN.
A vehicle arrived at a posh bungalow located near the town. The man walked into the house to a couch located at the living room . The couch was facing the other way to the lawn as someone was sitting there. The man handed over the same photo Jack took in London of Hemant.
"Sir , we found him"
From the couch , a hand grabbed onto the photo of Hemant , a hand that was burned and scarred!
(CHAPTER TO BE CONTD)
![[+]](https://xossipy.com/themes/sharepoint/collapse_collapsed.png)