Adultery The Swamiji

[shailu4ever]

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These were the gates that received kings and strangers alike, people from every walk of life, yet all touched by the same awe and reverence for The Swamiji. Ministers would arrive to seek his counsel, and industrialists would bow, acknowledging his influence and wisdom. It was said that even the underworld feared his presence. When The Swamiji spoke, no one dared defy him, not even the most notorious criminals in the country.
 
All the staff and security, everyone who worked and served in the ashrams, lived within the walls of the ashram, entirely devoted to his mission, day and night. They were trained not just to serve, but to follow the teachings of The Swamiji with complete devotion.
 
The Guruji’s role was paramount, for they held the power to arrange for the VIP visitors to meet The Swamiji, should the revered guru be at the ashram. If The Swamiji was not at that particular location, the Guruji would promptly arrange for transportation to the ashram where The Swamiji was currently residing. 

In such cases, the VIP guests would be escorted by the female Devotees in the ashram's own helicopters, ensuring that they arrived safely at their destination. The visitor's journey would then be arranged, and after the meeting, they would be safely returned to their original location, ensuring a seamless, exclusive experience.
 
For all his wealth and power, The Swamiji remained elusive, his appearances carefully timed and impossible to predict. He was a phantom, leaving no trace, never allowing anyone to truly capture his essence. When he visited his ashrams, his presence was almost godly.

Ministers from Delhi, CEOs of top corporations, film stars, and even international dignitaries arrived humbly, bowing before him as though he were a deity incarnate. They would speak with him, but only in hushed tones. 

His words, when spoken, were golden, considered divine commands by his followers.
 
The question lingered in the air like a heavy fog: Who was The Swamiji, really?
 
It was a question that no one dared ask directly. People had faith, and faith was enough. Some believed he was the reincarnation of a deity; others claimed he was the true messenger of divine power. Still, others whispered that he was a mastermind, a figure who wielded unimaginable control over both the spiritual and material world. 

There were rumors, too, that he was not just a healer, but a kingmaker, with the ability to shape the political landscape of India as he wished.
 
In the corridors of power, his name was spoken with a blend of fear and reverence. 

Some high-ranking ministers and business tycoons had already pledged loyalty to him, or so it was said. 

His influence was growing, and not everyone was comfortable with it. 

There were murmurs in the streets, in the corporate boardrooms, and even in the temples of the old elites: What would happen if The Swamiji wanted more?
 

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