Chapter 1
Well, it all started out as a debate, a healthy one in-fact, but I had no idea, it would soon escalate into one of those which I would regret for a lifetime. As all debate goes, this one went like this,
“Uncle what are you talking, there is no such thing as gandharva, and even if there is I haven’t seen one, so I wont believe it” I know, what ya’ll might be thinking, cliché stuff, this girl is saying something similar to there is no such thing as ghost, but here’s the thing, ghosts might exist, we don’t know for sure, but gandharvas don’t,
“You know what, they are made up by crazy old ladies, so that women in ancient times, would dress properly and modestly.”
“No Nikki, there are such creatures, grandmas don’t say such stuff, unless there is something behind it” my uncle drones on and on about it, trying to convince me, little did he know that I have already made my mind about it.
“Lets make a deal, if one shows, ill be sure to point it your way, cuz you know some of them might even be gay” I snicker off “What, how can you say such things about these mystical beings, take it back ”
“No, I wont, anyway what’s the harm done, they don’t even exist”. Guys, sorry for not being educational, Gandharvass are a mystical sect of men in ancient times known to spend their time singing, dancing, taking virginity of virgins, they’re mainly concerned with” virgins”, and deflowering them as they have no other work.
“Beta, they do exist, what if aliens are a modern day representation of them”, I roll my eyes, mouthing to my sister, he is crazzzzy, “Ya, like aliens come to take away virgins and not the planet, well if you revealed it to the world, then I guess many conspiracy theories would just end,
thaaaaa-daaaa, just like that”. Even after mocking him, he doesn’t stop, he drones on and on, “Fine, let the havens and earth be my witness, I challenge any gandharva if he is there to come to me, and if he does, then i’ll change my views on them”, yes, I’m a drama queen, always am , always will.
And surprisingly my friends, I heard a thunder crack on a bright sunny day.
Ok, was that thunder that I just heard, “Did anyone hear that?”
“What?”
“A thunder like sound”
" On this sunny day, are you going crazy?”
“Beta, all these debates are getting into your head,” My mom said that, I guess she might be thinking her daughter is going crazy.
“Or maybe it was the Gandharva, coming for you”, my uncle cheekily replied. Everyone, just laughed at that, and thus the debate came to an end, but I couldn’t help thinking, how would he come if at all he did, in a spaceship or on a Gandharva-Vimana, like in the Puranas.
“Thinking about your Gandharva,?” it’s my sister, readers, my ever loving notorious and charming one, who can lighten and darken a room in a sec.
“No, about your boyfriend, wonder he still contacted you, after I told him not too’
“What, I don’t have a bf,”
“Oh you, do, and I know that, now you don’t want me to tell mom do you?, so stop making fun of me, or you’re dead, yes, punk, youre gonnaa be sooo dead. Haaa haaaaaaaa.”
*Gandharva- An ancient one thought to be mysterios and has many powers, mainly likes women.
*Gandharva- vimana- an aeroplane like thing, which they used to fly, more on the lines of Aladdin and the magic carpet.
