#Samay continuing.... "In Mumbai, India; there's a group of buildings named Vaikunth Sagar owned by someone who was anonymous to all the residents and tenants... Strangely enough the business matters like rent and other such trivial matters were managed by the head priest of the nearby temple... The residents of the 5th floor of the Owner Building Mr. and Mrs. Gupta were troubled by loud music and banging noises from the upper floor... The roof was out of bounds and so they were anxious and finally after tolerating for months they finally complained about it to the priest.
"... these all have been happening to the roof. I doubt that some rogues have made it their den. I suggest we should contact the cops and they will look into the matter." Mrs. Gupta
" After hearing you, I don't think there is any problem. I will contact the owner and he will solve it. The music must be him, I will tell him to reduce the volume from next time. Really sorry for the trouble."
5:00 pm, The priest walks up to the roof of the Owner's building. He opens the metal barricade, finds the door still locked from outside... Sighs... Walks in the room.....
The room quite cozy and welcoming... (But lacking a mom's taunts and cleanliness)
...drip drip... water was leaking from some pipes and bouncing of an already full vessel..... What was it?? The bucket?? The pail was empty... The bathtub was quite shallow and in it was sleeping was the owner of Vaikunth Sagar...
...taking his slippers off.. Taking an aim... "Wack" as the handsome face was banged with a perfect headshot by the monk...
"Wake up you fish... wanna die by drowning???" yelled the usually calm and kept monk.
"...Death is a continuous cycle of birth and rebirth. Even if I lose this life there is nothing for me to lose or gain by getting a rebirth.." spoke the young man as he shook his hair to dry them..
....Taking other slipper off... "Wack"
"I am the monk here, not you punk."
"Da Hell... stop it.. Its my face not a target for you expired date."
"I might have to get in connections with Nike or Adidas in order to straighten you.... When will you get out of this room you shut-in."
"I don't need to do that. I have food, water, air and BTS." presses key on laptop...
(BTS boy with luv feat. Halsey)playing in background...
모든 게 궁금해 how's your day
Oh tell me (oh yeah oh yeah, ah yeh ah yeh)
뭐가 널 행복하게 하는지
Oh text me (oh yeah oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah)
... "For how long do you plan to stay here...." asked the Monk with a sad face...
"Now, don't you dare give me that look I will think about it later." switches the television on...
"What the hell is this Japanese mixed with English?? Who sings this crap?? Play something that I can understand... English Elvis Presley maybe??"
"The song is for me and its good. I like it and that's what matters." glared the BTS fan
"Wake up.. Wake up its a brand new day..... the phone rings
"Click"
"Hello" Vishnu here...
"It's me Indra... I will skip the formalities sir. There's a problem..... Code Kalki-3000, the most destructive and effective form that we have created is missing. There's a high probability that it will be released on the earth. We need you stop it before it reaches..."
"What am I? Your mother... Why should I clean up your mess??? Do it yourself... Unless there's a problem I am forgotten."
"Its serious sir, the error can cause the apocalypse in 2019 well before 2020....."
"So????"
"It may change the future and maybe BTS will be unable to release their first ever all ENGLISH song....."
"Why didn't you says so... Let's deal with this matter first.... Gotta call the other two....."
"Fine, sir I am sure you will deal with this matter way more efficiently...."
call ends.....
"You're in luck old man. I will finally be stepping out of the room."
-next song plays... (revolution by Score)
All my wolves, begin to howl
Wake me up, the time is now
Oh, can you hear the drumming?
Oh, there's a revolution coming
A wide grin on the face of the young man who was none other than the immortal god Vishnu himself.....