The Journey Beyond Bhuloka by Krutant Iyer

Author:Krutant Iyer [Iyer, Krutant]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-23T22:00:00+00:00

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Ekaadasha

Left Behind

Murari flinched as soon as he blinked open his eyes. Initially, he felt slight discomfort, but as he tried moving a little, an excruciating pain surging from his chest, anchored him back to the ground.

He shut his eyes tightly as the pain coursed through his body. Even as the gashing pain refused to subside, Murari somehow managed to open his eyes and look around. The heat from the sweltering sun only added to his discomfort. He couldn’t hear the clang of metals or the fierce shouts of the warriors, which gave him some respite. But where were the others?

How did I end up here? Where are the others? He wondered.

He somehow managed to sit up and lean against one of the pillars. He took a deep breath and shouted, “Guys! Are you there?”

All he heard in response was the howling of wind that echoed through the deserted land. As he sat there wondering what was happening, he saw the stone-well in front of him.

Water... I need water.

Taking the aid of the stone-pillar, he managed to get on his feet. The pain from the wound in his chest did not allow him to stand straight, as he fell back on his knees, clasping at his chest with both hands. Walking was out of the question, but he needed to get to the well somehow. He needed water. He crawled on his hands and legs. The hot sand burnt his hands, knees, and his toes, but he kept going.

Upon reaching the stone-well he pulled himself up, holding onto the ledge of the well, and bent over its face, hoping to find water inside. Instead, he saw more sand.

Disappointed, he pushed himself back and managed to fight through his pain to stand on his legs again. No sooner had he done that, he felt the remaining energy leave his body, and fell headfirst into the well, as his eyes closed and enveloped him in absolute darkness.

As he opened his eyes, Murari found himself back on the field, surrounded by the warriors. For some reason, they seemed, even more, taller than he remembered. He saw one of them holding a person’s head by the hair, in his hand. As he looked closely, he recognized whose head it was – Vajra.

Consumed with rage, Murari unsheathed his sword and lunged at the warrior. The warrior’s face was shrouded behind a dark cloud. As Murari plunged his sword into the warrior’s abdomen, he felt his feet leaving the ground. Looking up, he found that he was flying towards the dark clouds that masked the face of the perpetrator who had seemingly beheaded Vajra. As he tore through the dark cloud, it got difficult to breathe and he felt suffocated by a strange vapour. As he emerged on top of the cloud, instead of seeing the warrior’s face, he only saw two giant horns protruding from the top of the skull. One of the horns twisted and broke from the skull as it came flying in his direction.

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