The Yoga Zapper--A Novel by Mohan Ashtakala

Author:Mohan Ashtakala
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ancient indian rituals, brothers with a troubled relationship, evil despot determined to conquer the past present and future, himalayan temple, mysterious sanskrit scripture, traveling to india to discover cultural roots, two brothers on a spiritual awakening
Publisher: BWL Publishing Inc.

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Steve felt a crackling heat. He opened his eyes and saw a small bonfire burning on the gravel beside him. A bed of green reeds lay beneath him. He recognized it as Shanti’s handiwork; she must have laid him there. A throbbing headache crashed in his brain and his whole body felt raw and wounded. A grinding hurt shot up both legs and his bruised ribs pounded. He turned around to look but the effort brought a shooting pain up his neck and into his head. He quickly straightened and lay on his back.

“So you’re finally waking up!” she exclaimed, her face framed by long dark hair. She sat next to him and mopped his head with a wet cloth.

“How long was I out?” he asked weakly.

“Long enough to frighten me half to death.”

She lifted him by the back, helping him to a sitting position. Steve winced, but the soreness felt reassuring. He checked his legs, moving his hands down the limbs, squeezing the joints. At least he suffered no broken bones.

“Are you all right?”

“Yes,” he replied bravely, mostly for her benefit.

She took a deep breath. “Why did you do such a thing?”

Steve looked down, feeling as dull and stupid as the throbbing in his temples. “I did it for you. I wanted to get that lotus for you.”

Shanti turned away, covered her face with her sari, and wiped away her soft tears.

“Why are you crying?” he gently asked.

“I…I almost lost you. I don’t know if I would have been able to bear that. When I dragged you from the water, all bruised and bleeding, I thought you were surely dead.”

He looked up and followed the water running from the waterfall towards their sitting place. So he had floated about twenty feet before Shanti rescued him! The water splashed playfully at the bottom, misting the mosses on the rocks. It did not look so menacing now.

He painfully got up and put his arms around her. His heart thumped as he held her tight, and a deep love and gratitude overwhelmed him. He knew, at this moment and with all certainty, that she had truly and fully conquered his heart.

Shanti wiped the tears from her eyes. “I didn’t realize how close I’ve become to you. When I pulled you out of the water, I thought you were dead. I would have rather died myself!”

They sat for a long time, in each other’s warmth, in close embrace, feeling their hearts beating. After some time, something dark and big and not clearly visible bobbed in the eddies, capturing Steve’s attention. He got up, his whole body aching from the effort, and walked towards it with short steps. Reaching the lapping waters, he immediately recognized it. It was the blue lotus!

He looked back at Shanti gathering her firewood. He hid the flower behind his back and walked up to her. She stopped, straightened and looked expectantly at him. The heat from the fire brought a reddish glow to her face, the golden moon shone through her long wet tresses and her eyes sparkled.

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