So..Ashoka followed the lady inside the hut. It was’nt a pleasant place to live…A big one room….at the end was the gallery. Which seems to be dirty for months. A few old furnitue..a small single bed , a table…beside which there were some untensils and a fire plce…for cooking purposes.  The lady ask ashoka to sit down on the matress…..and she took out some water from the pot to gave him.

“You must be tired ..you must take some rest”- suggested the lady.

“But you don’t know me? Are you alright with a stranger.” -asked Ashoka

“There is no need .. A person must have courage to be here in the middle of the forest ..alone. I know who you are…..you are Chanakya’s student.”

Ashoka was totally shocked. Hoe did she know that ….how could a stranger point out me so well and confidently.  The best was to question her and that what ashoka did.

“A person who had reached here alone..without any fear…can only be his student. A unique identity , a glow on face, a burning  fire of doing anything for good……You are his student right?” -questioned the lady .

“Yes you are right!…..so do you know him?” -Ashoka

“Offcourse i know! He was the only person who told me…the one day someone will come to destroy the evil. ” -Said lady and she sat infront of him.

“Are you his, relative?” -again asked Ashoka who was surprised by the fact that his teacher had alresdy made predictions for him.

“Nooo !. He use to taught my son . He was his one of the best student !”-lady

 

 

 

“Who is your son?

Where is he now?” -Ashoka

“AAKROSH!!!!!….”-said the lady and then stood pause for sometime

. .”He is my son..”

Ashoka was again shocked . He didn’t expected such an answer from a lady who knew his teacher. And the most strange thing was his son….he was Chanakya’s student…but how?.

“I will tell you …but first have some rest…and i also need some rest…i you could please excuse me.!”-Asked the lady.

“Oh yes! Please go and take some rest ..i will be outside.. we will talk later ….You go now!” . And the lady moved towards her bed .

 

Ashoka was sitting outside. Cold wind was blowing…. He was thonking about AAKROSH. ..There were a number of questions going on in his mind …. And the answer was only one…the  lady . There was no choice for him …but to wait … So he rested his back on the big piece of eood and closed his eyes to divert his mind. And suddenly he gained back that thougt ..that picture. .that presence…the presence of  ‘Her’!

He clised his eyes and was able to saw that beautiful eyes… That beautiful presence. .. That eyebrows. ..that Maanteeka!… Ashoka was now relaxed he now had the feel …feel of completeness..as if nothing was there so important than her..as if there were no problems in the world…no aims…no future ….only the present….the presence. ..the beauty…the beauty of something that he was previously unaware off…LOVE!!!.

 

Ashoka was lost in his own mussings…when he heared a voice .

He immediately. Got up to find out the probelem. That voice was in danger..and was shouting for help. 

And it was the duty of the “Warrior of magadh to save him..   

He take his sword and ran towards the  direction of the voice to save it!

 

Ashoka wasmoving without knowing that he was going not save other’s life but his life! To save the feel ..the part or the best…….”His Life!!!!!!”

 

 So Ashoka was running as fast as he can to save the voice. Without worrying about anything without even worrying that his life may fall in danger while saving someone who may be of no importance for him, and for the country. But ..afterall he was Ashoka ..the warrior of Magadh. ..the son of Dharma.. The voice was becoming more loud and clear as if it was somewhere near around . who was shouting for help badly. Now there were also other voices who seems to be laughing and taunting grew more. It may be the darkest side of the forest …not even the moonlight was clearly visible ..only the were some patches where it reaches . Ashoka was’nt able to see anything cleary… There were shrubs , bushes through which Ashoka just ran….having a lot of scraches..and hurt. From his right shoulder he could feel the flow of blood coming from a deep wound. Suddenly , he fall in a canyon. He fall down in a .canyon.. He has no control on him…he was just falling , hurting himself….and going ..Finnally it reached to end and ashoka stopped…he was lying in the bushes…he was at that moment was having no strength to get up. “Please forgive me ……. I am of no use to you . ” – a voice camed from the other side of the bushes. And them a number of voices about ten to fifteen were laughing badly. ” You dared…” – he heared again…..”…to enter this forest., and now you are asking for forgiveness !” .. A other voice continued ” You are in the forest of AAKROSH , you can’t go alive home..” Hearing…. Ashoka was now having a new strength . He had to getup fo save someone who was now his responsibilty . Ashoka somehow get up . His body was paining badly . But he was’nt bothered about it. He was more to feel the pain of someone else than that of him. He tried to look out but was not able to see their faces becaus of the dark. He find a girl of about his age standing at the end of hill beside which a river was fast flowing infront of her were seven armed men whose swords were shining higlhy and seems to be very sharp . The light was falling on the half of the girls body , was wearing a purple lehenga which ends some feet above the toes as his mother wears it . Her bangles werd shining as her earings in her ears were. Her maanteeka was also equally shinkng as her other jwelleries were.

But ashoka was having no time for noticing all this . He was concerntrating how to defeat the evil. Then, suddenly one of the armed men slowly moved ahead with the sword . He kept his sword on the girl.’s neck . “So finnally you are done “. He was about to cut his head when a stone hit his hand and the sword falled from his hand and he cried out in pain. Everyone looked at the bushes to find out who dared to go against AAKROSH.

That was one and only Ashoka. He was standing infront of them , fearless , and with a fire in his eyes.

“You , dared to stop me ……a man of AAKROSH …and what the hell are you doing here .”. – The injured man asked . “Why i am here ..that’s not important . “What will i do with you is the thing that matters here. ” – Ashoka announced .

“You small boy with fight with us …..”- Asked all of them…

“Why are you afraid ?” – Ashoka

“We are not afraid but will definatly make you ” – Dared all of them. And then one of them rushed towards ashoka with open sword

Ashoka also moved to hit him with his odinary sword. Although it was’nt his sword….the sword of great Chandragupta Murya..

The sword of magadh . But he was having the same the same anger , the same passion for his country …for his Magadh. And the war started , Ashoka swiftly started moving his sword like lighting. And all the men started banging their swords on him. To just get the right shot to kill him.

But who could stand infront of Ashoka. He started one by one desroying all of them. One gone …two gone…five ..so on.