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Rashtrapati Bhavan, New Delhi, Bharat, October 10, 1942
The days following the all-party meeting were a whirlwind of activity for Aryan. He meticulously balanced the preparations for Bharat's limited involvement in the war with the crucial task of rebuilding the nation. His office became a hub of strategic planning and coordination.
Aryan spent hours with his military advisors and ministers like Sardar Patel and Bose, outlining the specifics of Bharat's support to the Allied forces. They discussed intelligence sharing, resource allocation, and the deployment of a limited number of troops. Aryan emphasized the importance of maintaining a defensive stance, ensuring that Bharat's primary focus remained on its own security and development.
Simultaneously, Aryan held meetings with various ministers and officials to accelerate the rebuilding efforts. Infrastructure projects were prioritized, with a focus on improving transportation, communication, and public services. Aryan personally oversaw the allocation of resources to ensure that the most affected regions received immediate attention. He knew that major reforms were necessary, but first, the infrastructure had to be rebuilt to accommodate future expansions.
Rashtrapati Bhavan, New Delhi, Bharat, October 15, 1942
As the days passed, Aryan's meticulous planning began to show results. Reports from across the country indicated progress in rebuilding efforts. Roads were being repaired, schools and hospitals were being constructed, and economic activities were slowly picking up. Aryan felt a sense of satisfaction, knowing that his efforts were making a tangible difference.
However, Aryan knew that his responsibilities extended beyond the immediate. He had received an invitation from Shambhala, the hidden city in the Himalayas, to discuss an important matter. The invitation intrigued him, and he decided it was time to make the journey.
Before leaving, Aryan made a clone using his skill [Parallel Existence], ensuring that while he was on a journey to Shambhala, everything here would be taken care of.
He looked at the clone that was now standing before him and said, "Take care of everything here, I will return shortly from my trip."
The clone answered back, "Don't worry, we both are the same existence. I will take care of everything."
Himalayas, En Route to Shambhala, October 15, 1942
Aryan teleported to the foot of Kailasa mountain in the Himalayas and decided to make his way towards the top of the mountain, where he suspected the city was located, on foot, as he had an adventurous spirit since his previous life and it had not changed in this life too.
The journey to the top of Kailasa mountain was arduous, but Aryan was determined. As he ascended the rugged terrain, he couldn't help but marvel at the breathtaking beauty of the Himalayas. The air was crisp and pure, a stark contrast to the bustling atmosphere of New Delhi. He used his mystic sight to observe the mystical scenery that highlighted the natural beauty of the Himalayas.
As he made his way near the top of the mountain, he sensed the presence of a 'Yeti' which was keeping an eye on him while maintaining a distance. Playfully, deciding to speak with the creature using his universal language ability, he spoke to the creature with a playful smile, "Hello Mr. Yeti, do you know the way to Shambhala?"
The creature just stood there unmoving while staring intently at Aryan before making a sound, "Grrgh," and started to move away in a certain direction.
Aryan, not really expecting the creature to answer him, was momentarily astonished after understanding that the Yeti was actually answering him with something like 'Follow me.' He hurriedly followed after the Yeti, not quite believing his good luck.
As time passed, they reached a cliff near the top of the mountain. The Yeti turned towards Aryan and said, "Grrgh," before making its way back the way they came. Aryan understood the words of the Yeti, which were 'You're on your own from here.' He tried stopping and asking where exactly the way to Shambhala was, but by then the Yeti had already run away.
Sighing, he decided to observe the area more closely with his mystic sight. As he was looking around, he saw a tall rocky structure that glowed with mystical lights. Deciding to try something, he took out the scroll that contained the letter sent to him by the guardians of Shambhala.
He pressed the scroll on the rocky structure, and as expected, the scroll and the rocky structure began to glow intensely with mystical lights.
**Rumble!!**
With a loud rumbling noise, a mystical path suddenly emerged before him, leading across the cliff.
Smiling with contentment, Aryan made his way on the path.
After some time walking on the path, a majestic gate came into Aryan's view. Standing before the gate were two human-looking beings approximately 10 feet in height. Their muscular bodies were adorned with majestic armors that looked mystical as well as powerful.
As Aryan reached near the majestic gate he was stopped by the booming voice of one of the guards who slammed the spear he was holding in his hands before speaking.
**Bam!!**
"Halt!!, Traveller state your name and purpose of visit to Shambhala"
Aryan, not saying anything, simply extended the invitation scroll to the guards with a calm attitude, unaffected by the show of power by the guards.
The scroll floated In the air, slowly moving into the hands of the guard. After unfurling and reading the content of the scroll, the guards relaxed their tense bodies. One of them signaled to the other guard to inform the higher-ups of Aryan's presence and then stated,
"Very well, Protector, you are permitted to enter the premises of the city of Shambhala. However, I suggest you wait a few minutes as a guide will be arranged for you to make your way to meet the Guardians," he said in a stern yet respectful tone.
"Okay, I will wait here," Aryan said with a calm smile.
**Rumble!!**
After a few minutes, with the sound of the majestic gate opening, a figure emerged from behind the gate. The guide, a serene-looking individual with flowing robes adorned with intricate patterns, approached Aryan. With a respectful nod and a calm smile, he said, "Follow me, Esteemed Protector" gesturing for Aryan to follow.
Aryan nodded and followed the guide as he entered the premises of the hidden city in the mountains.
As the gates of Shambhala opened, Aryan was greeted by a breathtaking sight. The city before him was a harmonious blend of mystical and ancient Indian architecture. Majestic buildings with ornate carvings and golden domes glistened under the sunlight. The streets were lined with statues of deities and mythical creatures, each exuding an aura of ancient wisdom and power.
**Chattering!!**
The air was filled with the soft hum of chanting, and the scent of incense wafted through the streets. Residents, dressed in vibrant traditional attire, moved about with a sense of purpose and contentment. Children played near fountains that sparkled with crystal-clear water, while elders engaged in deep conversations under the shade of grand banyan trees.
Aryan marveled at the intricate details of the buildings. Temples with towering spires reached towards the sky, their walls adorned with murals depicting epic tales from ancient scriptures. Marketplaces buzzed with activity, offering exotic fruits, spices, and handcrafted artifacts. The blend of colors, sounds, and scents created an atmosphere of enchantment and serenity.
**Chirping!!**
As Aryan followed the guide deeper into the city, he noticed the seamless integration of nature and architecture. Gardens with blooming flowers and lush greenery were interspersed between the buildings, creating a sense of tranquility and balance. The residents greeted Aryan with warm smiles, acknowledging his presence.
Finally, they arrived at a grand hall, its entrance guarded by two imposing statues of mythical guardians. The guide turned to Aryan and said, "The Guardians await you inside, Protector. May your journey be blessed."
With a deep breath, Aryan stepped into the hall, ready to meet the Guardians of Shambhala and uncover the purpose of his invitation. The mystical city had already left an indelible impression on him, and he felt a deep sense of anticipation for what lay ahead.
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