Ashwattham had forgotten how much time he spent here, Neither did he care about that for the time being, All he right now felt was nothing, Nothing at all.
The visions were still surrounding him, the cries were still ringing in his mind and yet he unlike before did not care or rather he cared but did not react directly on and became emotionally unstable.
Rather he waited, He always waited to hear the other side's story, The story before he used to ignore and go in rage making his Rudra part excited to the extreme which as a result made him lose control of his body.
But thanks to he locked in a place nothing bad happened, He who once hated that he was immobilised in place was glad it was the case, The coldness that once generated fear in his heart was not generating warmth.
He finally understood what was happening. This was no Maya nor was it some trick of others but it was the legendary state of enlightenment, He somehow stuck gold.
