45.81%A New India / Chapter 81: The Secret Accord - I

Chapter 81: The Secret Accord - I

(Flashback)

The cold September night in New Delhi was quiet, with the usual hustle of the capital significantly calm. The city's streets, typically alive with activity even after dusk, were now eerily still.

In this calm, however, a significant moment in South Asian history was about to unfold within the walls of a secluded, well-guarded government bungalow.

Prime Minister Rohan Varma sat alone in a dimly lit room, staring at the fireplace where flames danced and crackled, offering warmth in the biting cold.

He had been expecting this meeting for weeks, ever since he had first received the cryptic message from Kathmandu.

The King of Nepal, Tribhuvan Bir Bikram Shah, had expressed an interest in opening a dialogue one that would remain strictly off the record.

The stakes were high, and the secrecy surrounding the conversation only added to the tension.

Rohan's thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. He straightened in his chair, signaling for his secretary to allow the guest in.

The door creaked open, and a man entered, wrapped in a heavy woolen shawl. He was unassuming in appearance someone who could easily blend into a crowd but his eyes betrayed a sharp intelligence.

This was Mohan Shamsher Jang Bahadur Rana, one of King Tribhuvan's most trusted advisors and the man who had been sent to negotiate on behalf of the King.

Rohan rose to greet him, extending his hand. "Mohan, thank you for coming all this way. I trust your journey was uneventful?"

Mohan Shamsher accepted the handshake, his grip firm despite the chill in the air. "Prime Minister Varma, it's an honor. The journey was smooth, though the weather is harsher than expected."

Rohan motioned for him to sit, and the two men took their seats by the fire. The room was quiet, save for the occasional crackle from the burning logs.

"Let's not waste time," Rohan began, his tone businesslike but respectful. "I understand that His Majesty has something important to discuss. Something that required the utmost discretion."

Mohan Shamsher nodded, his expression serious. "Indeed, Prime Minister. His Majesty has been watching the situation in Tibet and China with growing concern. The Chinese annexation of Tibet has fundamentally altered the regional balance of power. King Tribhuvan fears that Nepal could be the next target of Chinese expansionism."

Rohan leaned forward, his interest piqued. "Go on."

Mohan Shamsher continued, his voice lowering slightly as though afraid of being overheard. "Nepal's geographical position has always made it a buffer between the two great powers of Asia India and China. But with China's recent aggression and their increasing influence in our region, maintaining that buffer status is becoming more and more difficult. His Majesty is deeply concerned that Nepal, with its current military and economic capabilities, cannot withstand the kind of pressure China might exert if it decides to turn its gaze toward Kathmandu."

Rohan listened carefully, nodding as he absorbed the information. "I can understand His Majesty's concerns. China has shown that it's willing to use force to achieve its aims, and their presence in Tibet gives them a strategic advantage. But what is it exactly that King Tribhuvan proposes?"

Mohan Shamsher paused, as if carefully weighing his words. "Prime Minister, His Majesty wishes to explore the possibility of a closer relationship with India a relationship that goes beyond mere diplomacy and trade. We've long shared cultural, religious, and historical ties, but given the current geopolitical climate, King Tribhuvan believes that it may be time to consider something more… substantial."

Rohan's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the gravity of what was about to be proposed. "You're suggesting an alliance?"

"More than that," Mohan Shamsher replied. "His Majesty is considering the possibility of merging Nepal with India becoming a part of the Indian Republic. This would be a monumental decision, one that would require careful negotiation and significant guarantees. But His Majesty believes that this is the only way to secure Nepal's future against the rising tide of Chinese influence."

The words hung in the air like a heavy fog, and for a moment, the only sound was the soft crackling of the fire. Rohan's mind raced, considering the implications of such a move.

The integration of Nepal into India would not only shift the balance of power in South Asia but would also send shockwaves across the region and beyond.

"This is… an extraordinary proposition," Rohan said slowly, choosing his words carefully. "Nepal has always valued its independence, its sovereignty. This would be a significant reversal of centuries of policy. What has brought His Majesty to consider such a drastic measure?"

Mohan Shamsher sighed, a deep weariness in his voice. "Prime Minister, Nepal is proud of its history, but we are also pragmatic. The world is changing rapidly, and with China's aggressive expansionism, we fear that our sovereignty is at risk, regardless of our desires. If Nepal were to fall under Chinese influence or, worse, occupation, it would be the end of our independence anyway under far worse circumstances. His Majesty would prefer to align with India, a nation with which we share much in common, rather than risk being absorbed by a hostile power."

Rohan nodded slowly, understanding the depth of the fear that was driving this proposal. "If we were to move forward with this, what would King Tribhuvan require in terms of guarantees? I assume there would need to be significant assurances for Nepal to maintain its cultural and political identity within the framework of the Indian Republic."

Mohan Shamsher nodded. "Precisely. His Majesty would require guarantees that Nepal's cultural and religious practices would be respected and preserved. The monarchy, though perhaps more symbolic, would need to be maintained in some form to honor our history. There would also need to be assurances that Nepal's political leaders would be integrated into India's governance structure in a meaningful way."

Rohan considered this, the flickering firelight casting shadows on his thoughtful expression. "These are reasonable requests. I believe that India, under the right circumstances, could accommodate them. But this would be a complex process, one that would require time, careful planning, and the full support of both our peoples."

"Indeed," Mohan Shamsher agreed. "This is not a decision that can be rushed. His Majesty is prepared to take the necessary time to ensure that this transition is smooth and that the people of Nepal are fully on board. He also understands that this must be kept absolutely secret until the time is right. If word were to leak prematurely, it could destabilize both our nations."

Rohan leaned back in his chair, thoughtfully staring into the fire. "How much time does His Majesty believe we need to ensure that this transition is successful?"

Mohan Shamsher paused for a moment, thinking carefully. "Prime Minister, we estimate that it will take at least a year. This time will be necessary to bring influential leaders within Nepal on board with the idea. While His Majesty has significant influence, we must acknowledge that Nepal's political landscape is complex. There are many factions, some of whom may be resistant to the idea of merging with India. We must win their support gradually, ensuring that they see this merger as beneficial for the future of Nepal."

Rohan nodded, understanding the delicate nature of the task. "It will be crucial to approach these leaders with tact and diplomacy. We must present this as a partnership, one that respects Nepal's traditions and allows them to thrive within the Indian Republic. We cannot afford to have significant resistance within Nepal, as that would give China the opportunity to exploit any divisions."

"Precisely," Mohan Shamsher agreed. "His Majesty has already begun discreetly sounding out some of the more influential leaders, those he believes would be sympathetic to the idea. However, it will require careful persuasion to bring the more skeptical factions on board. We must be prepared to address their concerns and offer assurances that Nepal's identity will not be lost in this process."

Rohan leaned forward, his gaze intent. "We'll need to coordinate closely on this. I'll need regular updates on the situation in Nepal so that we can adjust our strategy as needed. We'll also need to ensure that our own political establishment is fully aligned with this plan. There can be no leaks, no loose ends. If word of this gets out prematurely, it could derail the entire process."

Mohan Shamsher nodded, his expression serious. "Rest assured, Prime Minister, His Majesty is fully committed to this plan, and he understands the need for absolute discretion. We will proceed carefully, ensuring that every step is taken with the utmost caution. But we must also be prepared for resistance, both internally and externally. China will not sit idly by if they catch wind of this."

Rohan's expression hardened. "China is a concern, yes. They've already shown their willingness to interfere in the internal affairs of other nations. We need to be prepared for that. But we also have the advantage of surprise. If we can keep this under wraps until the time is right, we can present a united front that China will find difficult to challenge."

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46.36%A New India / Chapter 82: The Secret Accord - II

Chapter 82: The Secret Accord - II

Mohan Shamsher nodded in agreement. "Surprise will be our greatest asset. But we must also build a coalition of support within Nepal and ensure that we have the backing of key international players. If we can secure support from our allies, it will strengthen our position and make it more difficult for China to interfere."

Rohan leaned back, a thoughtful look on his face. "This will be a delicate balancing act. We'll need to move swiftly, but also with care. We cannot afford any missteps. But if we succeed, this could redefine the power dynamics in South Asia for decades to come. Nepal's integration into India would not only secure our northern borders but also send a powerful message to both China and Pakistan that India is not just reacting but proactively shaping the future of the region."

Mohan Shamsher leaned slightly forward, his voice carrying a tone of both caution and determination. "Prime Minister, we must also be prepared for the domestic reactions within Nepal. Even with King Tribhuvan's influence, there are many who might see this as a loss of sovereignty. The younger political leaders, in particular, may resist the idea of merging with India, fearing that Nepal will lose its unique identity. This is why the next year is critical we need to build trust and show them that this merger is in their best interest."

Rohan nodded, acknowledging the challenge. "You're right, and that's why we need a comprehensive plan to address these concerns. We'll need to engage with Nepal's leaders on a personal level, understanding their fears and aspirations. We should be ready to offer them positions within the Indian government, ensuring that they have a voice in the new structure. This will help mitigate fears of being sidelined."

Mohan Shamsher agreed, his expression thoughtful. "We'll need to approach them individually, presenting the merger not as an end to Nepal's sovereignty but as an evolution of it. We can emphasize the economic and security benefits how this will protect Nepal from external threats and bring development opportunities that would be difficult to achieve alone."

Rohan considered this, then added, "We should also highlight the cultural continuity. Nepal and India share deep religious and cultural ties, and those will not be lost in this merger. Instead, they will be strengthened. We should ensure that Nepal's festivals, traditions, and languages are preserved and celebrated within the Indian Republic. This will reassure those who fear that integration means assimilation."

Mohan Shamsher looked reassured by this approach. "That would be wise, Prime Minister. By framing this as a partnership of equals, we can win over even the most skeptical factions. But we must also be ready to handle any opposition that might arise. There could be elements within Nepal who, either out of genuine concern or because of external influence, try to disrupt the process."

Rohan's face hardened. "If such opposition arises, we'll need to deal with it swiftly and decisively. But our first priority should be to prevent it from occurring in the first place. We need to create an environment where the majority of Nepali leaders and citizens see this as the best possible future for their country."

Mohan Shamsher nodded in agreement. "The King is prepared to speak directly to the people of Nepal, at the right time, to explain his decision and to calm any fears. His endorsement will be crucial in swaying public opinion."

Rohan smiled slightly. "King Tribhuvan's role will indeed be pivotal. His voice carries the weight of history and tradition, and his people trust him. We must ensure that his message is clear and that it resonates with both the older generation and the younger leaders who will shape Nepal's future."

The two men sat in silence for a moment, contemplating the enormity of the task ahead.

Rohan broke the silence, his voice filled with resolve. "Mohan, this will be one of the most significant undertakings in our history. But if we succeed, we will not only protect Nepal and India but also lay the foundation for a stable and secure South Asia. We'll be able to counter Chinese influence more effectively and ensure that our region is not dominated by external powers."

Mohan Shamsher met Rohan's gaze, his own expression filled with determination. "Prime Minister, His Majesty believes this is the only path forward, and I agree. We are ready to work with you to make this a reality. It will be difficult, but it is the right choice for both our nations."

Rohan extended his hand once more, his grip firm. "Then let us begin. We have much work to do, but I believe this can be the beginning of a new chapter for both our nations."

Mohan Shamsher clasped Rohan's hand, sealing the understanding that had been reached. "For the future of Nepal and India."

As they shook hands, a new chapter was being written. The merger of Nepal into India was no longer just a distant possibility it was now a plan in motion. Both men knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but they were determined to see it through.

Rohan leaned back slightly, considering the immediate steps they would need to take. "We'll need to establish a small, trusted team on both sides to handle the details. They must be individuals who understand the gravity of this mission and who can operate discreetly. On our side, I'll bring in a few key advisors people I trust completely."

Mohan Shamsher nodded. "I'll do the same in Nepal. The King has already identified a few leaders who could be brought into the fold. They're men and women who understand the risks we face from China and who see the potential benefits of this merger. But we'll need to move cautiously, feeling out their support before fully revealing our plans."

Rohan agreed. "We should also consider setting up back-channel communications between our governments, something more direct than what we've used in the past. This will allow us to respond quickly to any developments, especially if China or other external forces try to interfere."

Mohan Shamsher's eyes narrowed as he considered the idea. "That's a wise precaution. We'll also need to be vigilant about disinformation. China may attempt to spread rumors or create discord within Nepal to derail our efforts. We should be prepared to counter any such attempts swiftly."

Rohan leaned forward, his tone serious. "We'll have to be proactive, not just reactive. We need to control the narrative, ensuring that the people of Nepal and India understand the reasons for this merger and the benefits it will bring. We must outmaneuver any attempts to undermine our efforts, both at home and abroad."

Mohan Shamsher looked directly at Rohan, his voice filled with conviction. "Prime Minister, this is a bold plan, and it will require all our strength and resolve. But I believe we can succeed. His Majesty is ready to commit fully, and so am I. Let's move forward together."

Rohan smiled, a sense of determination settling over him. "Then it's settled. We'll begin immediately. This will be a long journey, but I'm confident that we're making the right decision for the future of our nations. Together, we'll create a stronger, more secure South Asia."

Finally, they stood and as they walked toward the door, Rohan turned to Mohan Shamsher, his expression serious. "We must remain vigilant at every step. This will not be easy, but it is necessary. Let's ensure that we do everything in our power to make this a success."

Mohan Shamsher nodded, his own resolve clear. "We will, Prime Minister. For Nepal and for India."

With that, the two men stepped out into the cold night air. The city of New Delhi lay quiet around them, unaware of the monumental shift that was beginning to take place. But soon, the world would know.

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46.92%A New India / Chapter 83: Prelude to Operation Nepal - I

Chapter 83: Prelude to Operation Nepal - I

The dim glow of the fireplace faded as Rohan Varma's thoughts returned to the present. The vivid memories of that cold January night, nearly a year ago, had resurfaced with the same intensity as the day he had first met with Mohan Shamsher.

The months that followed had been filled with careful diplomacy, secret meetings, and delicate negotiations to bring the idea of a merger closer to reality.

Now, nearly a year later, Rohan stood in a room filled with the country's top military commanders, intelligence chiefs, and key ministers.

The words on the folder before them "Kingdom of Nepal Merger into the Republic of India" hung in the air like a declaration of intent, powerful and undeniable.

The senior officials had been caught off guard, their expressions a mix of shock and intrigue. Rohan allowed the silence to stretch a moment longer, letting the gravity of the situation sink in.

Finally, Sardar Patel broke the silence. "Prime Minister, this merger… it's unprecedented. The strategic implications are immense. But how did we arrive at this point? How did this come together so quickly?"

Rohan met Patel's gaze. "It wasn't quick, Patel. This has been in the works for nearly a year. It began with a conversation in September of 1951, a quiet meeting between myself and a trusted envoy of King Tribhuvan. The King saw China's aggression in Tibet as a clear signal of their intentions. Nepal was, and still is, vulnerable. The King understood that alone, Nepal could not withstand the kind of pressure China might exert."

K.P. Singh, the Foreign Minister, leaned forward. "So the King initiated this? It's a dramatic shift from Nepal's long-standing policy of independence. What changed?"

Rohan nodded. "King Tribhuvan has always valued Nepal's independence, but he's a realist. The geopolitical landscape has changed drastically. China's moves in the region posed a direct threat. The King came to the conclusion that aligning with India indeed, merging with us was the best way to ensure Nepal's survival and prosperity."

Atma Jayaram, the Intelligence Bureau Chief, spoke up. "Prime Minister, how did you manage to keep this under wraps for so long? A merger of this scale, involving a sovereign nation, could have easily been leaked."

Rohan smiled slightly. "Secrecy was crucial. The King and I agreed from the outset that this would remain strictly confidential until we were ready to move forward. We involved only a handful of trusted advisors and carefully built support within Nepal over the past year. Influential leaders were brought on board slowly, each step planned to avoid suspicion. It took time, but we now have the necessary backing to make this a reality."

The room fell silent again as the ministers absorbed Rohan's words. The enormity of what had been done in secret left many of them stunned.

K.N. Rao, the R&AW Chief, looked thoughtful. "Prime Minister, the strategic benefits are clear Nepal's position between China and India gives us a significant advantage. But we must also consider the potential backlash. China will see this as a direct challenge to their influence in the region. How do we prepare for their response?"

Rohan's expression hardened. "We'll need to be ready for China's reaction, no doubt about that. But by the time they realize what has happened, it will be too late for them to interfere effectively. We've spent the last year building a coalition within Nepal and securing our position. The merger will be presented as a done deal an agreement reached in the best interests of both nations. China may protest, but they'll find it difficult to undo what's already been set in motion."

General Singh leaned forward. "Prime Minister, if we're going to move forward with this, we need to act quickly. Once the merger is announced, we'll need to secure the Indo-Nepal border and integrate Nepal's forces into our command structure. This will strengthen our northern defenses and complicate any military plans China might have."

Rohan nodded. "You're right, General. Speed will be critical. But we must also be careful not to destabilize the region by moving too fast. We need to be prepared for any pushback from China and Pakistan."

K.P. Singh added a note of caution. "Prime Minister, while the military aspect is critical, we must also manage the diplomatic fallout. The world will be watching closely, and there will be those who see this as aggressive expansion rather than a strategic alliance. We need to communicate clearly that this merger is about securing peace and stability in the region."

Rohan met the Foreign Minister's gaze. "Agreed. Our diplomatic corps will have their work cut out for them. We need to be proactive, reaching out to our allies and explaining the rationale behind this move. We must ensure they understand this is a defensive measure, not an act of aggression."

Rohan scanned the room. He could see the concern on the faces of his trusted advisors. He decided to address their concerns directly.

"I know this is a massive shift, and I know it comes with risks. But we didn't make this decision lightly. We've spent the past year carefully laying the groundwork. This isn't just a political move; it's a necessity for both Nepal and India. We are securing our northern borders, and in doing so, we're also helping Nepal avoid the fate Tibet suffered."

Atma Jayaram nodded. "Prime Minister, we should also anticipate disinformation efforts by China. They may try to create confusion or spread false narratives about the merger. We'll need a strong information campaign to counter any such attempts and to keep both the Indian and Nepali populations informed and supportive."

Rohan agreed. "We'll launch a coordinated media strategy, ensuring the message is consistent and reaches every corner of both countries. We can't afford to let China control the narrative. This merger is a historic moment, and we must ensure it's seen as a positive step forward for both Nepal and India."

K.N. Rao spoke again. "Prime Minister, we should also secure international support. If we can get key nations on our side, it will make it much harder for China to challenge the merger. We need to reach out to our allies in the West, as well as other Asian countries concerned about China's growing influence."

Rohan nodded thoughtfully. "You're right, Rao. We need to engage with our international partners quickly and effectively. We can't afford to let this be seen as an isolated move this is part of a larger strategy to ensure peace and stability in the region. We need to make that clear to our allies, and we need to do it fast."

Patel, who had been silent for a while, spoke up again, his tone cautious. "Prime Minister, while we prepare for China's response, we also need to think about the potential pushback within our own borders. There will be those who disagree with this merger both in Parliament and among the general public. We need to be ready to address their concerns."

Rohan acknowledged the point. "You're right, Patel. We need to ensure the Indian people understand why this is necessary. We'll need a clear, strong message that emphasizes the benefits of the merger for security, for regional stability, and for our shared cultural ties. We must make it clear this is a partnership, not an annexation."

The room was silent for a moment. The task ahead was daunting, but the potential rewards were immense.

General Singh broke the silence. "Prime Minister, you have my full support. This is the kind of bold, decisive action we need to secure our future."

One by one, the others in the room nodded in agreement, their initial shock giving way to a sense of resolve. They understood the risks, but they also recognized the opportunity to shift the balance of power in their favor.

Rohan looked around the room. "Thank you, everyone. We'll need to move quickly, but I'm confident we're on the right path. This is our chance to redefine the future of South Asia. Let's make it count."

As his advisors began to leave, Rohan remained behind, standing by the window. The sun was setting, and Rohan knew the coming days would be crucial.

The first domino was about to fall, and the world would soon feel the impact of this historic decision.

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47.48%A New India / Chapter 84: Prelude to Operation Nepal - II

Chapter 84: Prelude to Operation Nepal - II

Rohan turned back to the table where the document lay. The words "Kingdom of Nepal Merger into the Republic of India" seemed to pulse with a life of their own, signaling the weight of what was about to unfold.

He could still see the faces of his ministers and military leaders as they processed the full scope of the plan.

The initial shock had given way to quiet determination. They had pledged their support, but Rohan knew that the days ahead would push them to their limits.

The merger was more than a mere political move; it was a turning point that could redefine the region. It could either solidify India's position or create new vulnerabilities.

The diplomatic fallout, China's inevitable reaction, and the need to secure the support of both the Nepali people and the international community all pressed on Rohan's mind.

There was no room for hesitation. They had come too far, and any delay could unravel the intricate web of agreements and understandings that had been painstakingly built over the past year.

The narrative had to be clear and consistent: this was a step towards greater stability and cooperation, not aggression.

A soft knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Manisha entered quietly, holding a small, sealed envelope.

"Prime Minister," she said, handing it to him, "This just arrived from Kathmandu. It's marked urgent."

Rohan recognized the seal of King Tribhuvan. He opened the envelope carefully, reading the brief, handwritten note inside.

The King had successfully secured the support of a key faction within Nepal's government, one that had been wavering.

This was the final piece of the puzzle assurance that the internal resistance would be minimal.

Rohan exhaled deeply, feeling a wave of relief. With this support, they were ready to move forward, though there would still be challenges.

The King ended his note with a reaffirmation of his commitment to the merger, expressing hope that their nations would soon be united under one flag.

Rohan folded the note and placed it in his desk drawer, locking it away with the other confidential documents.

This news would stay within his inner circle for now. The public announcement was close, but it had to wait until every detail was in place.

He turned his attention to the immediate tasks. The next step was to assemble a small, trusted team to finalize the logistics of the merger and prepare for the announcement.

Rohan's thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his secure telephone line. He picked it up, his voice steady. "Yes?"

It was General Singh. "Prime Minister, we've detected some unusual activity on the Chinese side of the border near Sikkim. It could be routine, but given our current situation, we're monitoring it closely."

Rohan's expression tightened. "Thank you, General. Keep me informed of any developments. We need to stay one step ahead."

"Understood, sir," General Singh replied before the line went dead.

Rohan replaced the receiver, considering the implications. The timing could be a coincidence, or it could be a sign that China was already aware of their plans. Either way, they couldn't afford to be caught off guard.

He turned back to his desk and began listing the key priorities. First, he needed to gather his most trusted advisors for a final review of their strategy.

Then, a series of diplomatic outreaches to ensure that key international players were on board. Military preparations along the Indo-Nepal border would also need to be discreetly ramped up to avoid raising alarms.

But even as he worked, Rohan knew this was a delicate balance. One wrong move could send the entire region into turmoil. Yet, the potential rewards were too great to ignore.

Meanwhile, across the border, in Beijing, a different meeting was taking place. In a dimly lit room, several high-ranking Chinese officials gathered around a long table, their expressions serious.

A senior military official, General Zhang, spoke first. "Our intelligence reports increased Indian activity near the Nepal border. It coincides with recent developments in Kathmandu. We must determine what they're planning."

Foreign Minister Chen leaned forward, his voice measured. "India has always maintained strong ties with Nepal, but these movements are unusual. We need to assess whether this is merely a defensive maneuver or if they have more aggressive intentions."

General Zhang shook his head. "We have no concrete evidence yet, but the timing is suspicious. India might be trying to counterbalance our influence in the region by pulling Nepal closer."

Another official, Deputy Minister Li, interjected. "We should consider that India could be laying the groundwork for something more significant, perhaps even integrating Nepal into their republic. Such a move would be a direct challenge to our position."

The room fell silent as they considered the possibility. Chen spoke again, more forcefully this time. "We can't let this happen. Nepal is a buffer state between us and India. If they merge, our strategic position will be severely compromised."

General Zhang nodded. "We should increase our surveillance on the border and prepare to counter any Indian advances. But we must also explore diplomatic channels. We need to put pressure on Nepal to resist any attempts at unification."

"Agreed," Chen said. "But we must be cautious. Open confrontation with India could escalate into something we can't control."

They discussed their next steps, outlining plans to increase intelligence efforts and reach out to key Nepali leaders who might be sympathetic to their cause.

It was clear that China wasn't entirely sure what India was planning, but they were determined to be ready for any eventuality.

Back in New Delhi, Rohan finished his list and called his key advisors into a secure conference room. The atmosphere was charged with a sense of urgency as they sat down.

"We're moving into the final phase," Rohan began. "King Tribhuvan has secured the last key faction's support. Now, we need to ensure that everything goes smoothly on our end."

K.P. Singh, the Foreign Minister, nodded. "We must reach out to our allies quickly. If we frame this merger as a stabilizing force in the region, we can counter any narrative China tries to push."

"Absolutely," Rohan agreed. "We'll start with Washington, Moscow, and London. I want them fully briefed by tomorrow. We need their backing or, at the very least, their neutrality."

General Singh spoke next. "Our military must be prepared to secure the Indo-Nepal border without drawing too much attention. We can't afford to provoke China, but we need to be ready for any response."

"Discretion is key," Rohan replied. "Proceed with the preparations, but keep everything under the radar. We don't want to tip our hand until we're ready."

Atma Jayaram, the Intelligence Bureau Chief, added, "We've detected some unusual Chinese activity near Sikkim, likely in response to our moves. We need to stay ahead of them, but also be prepared for misinformation. They'll try to control the narrative."

"That's why our media strategy is crucial," Rohan said. "We need to ensure that this merger is seen as a positive, stabilizing force. We cannot allow China to dictate the terms of this story."

K.N. Rao, the R&AW Chief, spoke last. "There's also the matter of domestic response. We need to manage any opposition within India and ensure the public understands the benefits of this merger."

"Communication will be key," Rohan agreed. "This isn't an annexation; it's a partnership with deep historical ties. We need to make that clear at every step."

The meeting wrapped up with a sense of purpose. The plan was in motion, and now it was a matter of execution. They were all aware of the stakes, but there was also a quiet confidence in the room.

As his advisors filed out, Rohan remained behind, allowing himself a moment of reflection. They were on the brink of something historic, something that could reshape the region for generations to come.

Rohan's work was far from over. He spent the evening reviewing the final details, ensuring that every aspect was accounted for. There was no margin for error.

As he finished his preparations, Rohan looked out at the darkened city one last time. The lights flickered in the distance, a reminder of the millions of lives that would be affected by the decision he was about to make.

There would be no rest until this was done and done right. The future of India, Nepal, and perhaps the entire region depended on it.

Rohan stood up, feeling the resolve settle over him like armor. He was ready. It was time to bring everything to fruition.

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48.04%A New India / Chapter 85: Prelude to Operation Nepal - III

Chapter 85: Prelude to Operation Nepal - III

The grand chamber in the royal palace was filled with the low hum of quiet conversations as King Tribhuvan entered, his steps firm and his face resolute.

The atmosphere was different today charged with a sense of purpose. The advisors and key leaders assembled here had come a long way from the initial shock of the merger proposal.

Now, there was a readiness in their eyes, a shared understanding that they were on the brink of something historic.

King Tribhuvan took his seat at the head of the long table, and the room fell silent. His closest advisor, Mohan Shamsher, sat to his right.

Across from them were generals, ministers, and influential figures who had once been skeptical but had since come to see the merger as the best path forward.

"Thank you all for coming," the King began, his voice steady. "We've had many discussions over the past months, and I'm pleased to say that we are nearly ready to move forward with the merger. Your efforts to secure the support of your respective regions and factions have not gone unnoticed. We are now in a position to take the next step."

General Bahadur Singh, a stalwart figure with years of military experience, nodded in agreement. "Your Majesty, we've reached a point where the majority of our military leaders and local commanders support the merger. They understand the strategic importance of aligning with India, especially with the growing threat from China. Our forces are prepared to ensure a smooth transition, should any unrest arise."

Mohan Shamsher leaned forward, addressing the group. "The King has worked tirelessly to bring our nation to this point. We've conducted private meetings with key leaders across the country those who initially opposed the merger. Through careful negotiation and addressing their concerns, we've managed to sway many of them. Some have even become strong advocates for this alliance."

Minister Gyanendra Prasad, the Finance Minister, spoke up. "The economic benefits have been a significant factor in gaining support. Once skeptical business leaders now see the advantages of open access to Indian markets and the stability that comes with economic integration. They've begun to rally their supporters in favor of the merger."

King Tribhuvan looked around the table, his gaze meeting each of theirs in turn. "This is no small decision, and I appreciate the sacrifices many of you have made to bring others to our side. But we must not become complacent. The final steps are the most critical. We've secured broad support, but there will still be those who resist. We must handle them with care."

Devendra Thapa, the Minister of Defense, spoke with confidence. "Your Majesty, our intelligence reports indicate that opposition is now limited to a few isolated groups, mostly in rural areas. We've engaged with local leaders and provided reassurances that their interests will be protected. This has already reduced the resistance we were seeing earlier."

The King nodded approvingly. "Good. We cannot afford to alienate these communities. They must feel that they are part of this process, that their voices are heard, and that their concerns are addressed."

Mohan Shamsher added, "The outreach efforts have been particularly successful in the southern regions. Leaders there were initially concerned about losing autonomy, but after seeing the economic plans and the guarantees of cultural preservation, they've come on board. Their support has been crucial in tipping the balance in our favor."

The King allowed himself a brief smile, feeling the momentum that had been building. "We've also received assurances from India that they will support our transition both economically and militarily. Prime Minister Rohan has made it clear that this is a partnership, not an annexation. This message must be communicated clearly to our people."

Minister Thapa raised a point. "Your Majesty, while we are ready to proceed, we must remain vigilant. China will not take this lightly. We've already seen increased activity on our northern borders. They may attempt to disrupt our plans through covert means or by trying to incite unrest."

General Bahadur Singh's expression hardened. "We are prepared for that possibility. Our forces are on high alert, and we've strengthened our defenses along the northern border. Any attempt by China to interfere will be met with a swift response."

King Tribhuvan leaned back in his chair, considering their words. "We cannot afford to underestimate the Chinese. But at the same time, we must not let their actions dictate our own. We've worked too hard and come too far to be swayed by fear. This merger is about securing our future, about protecting Nepal from becoming a pawn in the regional power struggle."

The room was silent for a moment, each man reflecting on the gravity of the situation. Then the King continued, "We've managed to bring the majority of our leaders into agreement. Now, it's time to finalize our plans with India and prepare for the public announcement."

Mohan Shamsher looked around the room before speaking. "We should aim to announce the merger within the next two weeks. This will give us enough time to make final preparations and to ensure that our communications strategy is flawless. We need to control the narrative from the very beginning."

King Tribhuvan agreed. "We will proceed with caution, but also with determination. Our people must see this as a positive step, one that will secure their future and protect our nation's sovereignty. We must be ready to address their concerns and to counter any negative influences."

Minister Gyanendra Prasad added, "Our communication strategy must highlight the economic benefits first and foremost. The people need to know that this merger will bring jobs, stability, and growth. This will be our strongest argument."

General Bahadur Singh nodded. "And from a military standpoint, the message must be clear: this is about security. Aligning with India strengthens our position against external threats. The people need to understand that we're doing this to protect them."

The King looked around the table, seeing the determination in the faces of his advisors. "We're all in agreement, then. We'll proceed with the final steps, and within two weeks, we'll make the announcement. I want to thank each of you for your dedication and your hard work. Together, we will ensure that this merger is a success."

As the meeting concluded, the advisors stood and bowed to the King before exiting the chamber. Mohan Shamsher remained behind, sensing that the King had more to say.

"Mohan," the King began, his tone more reflective now that they were alone. "This has not been an easy journey. I know that there have been moments of doubt, but we've made it this far. I believe we are doing what is best for Nepal."

Mohan nodded. "Your Majesty, there will always be challenges. But you've handled this with great wisdom. We've brought nearly everyone on board, and those who remain hesitant will see the benefits soon enough."

The King sighed, a mixture of relief and anticipation. "The hardest part is almost over. Once the announcement is made, we'll be entering a new era for Nepal. I hope the people will understand that this was done with their future in mind."

"They will, Your Majesty," Mohan reassured him. "You've done everything in your power to ensure that this transition is as smooth as possible. The people trust you, and that trust will carry us through."

King Tribhuvan smiled, feeling a renewed sense of confidence. "Thank you, Mohan. Your support has been invaluable. Now, let's prepare for what comes next."

Mohan bowed and left the room, leaving the King alone with his thoughts. Tribhuvan walked over to the large window overlooking Kathmandu.

The city, bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, seemed peaceful a stark contrast to the storm of change about to sweep through it.

But this was a change he had carefully orchestrated, with the support of his most trusted advisors and leaders. They were ready. The nation was ready. And soon, the world would know of their decision.

The future of Nepal lay in the merger with India, a step that would protect their sovereignty and provide stability in an increasingly dangerous world.

The King took one last look at the city before turning back to the table where the documents lay, ready to finalize the details.

In two weeks, the world would learn of their decision, and Nepal would begin a new chapter in its long history and King Tribhuvan would lead his people through it, confident in the knowledge that they had made the right choice.

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48.6%A New India / Chapter 86: Prelude to Operation Nepal - IV

Chapter 86: Prelude to Operation Nepal - IV

The air in the meeting room at Zhongnanhai was thick with tension. Mao Zedong, Chairman of the Chinese Communist Party, sat at the head of the table, surrounded by his most trusted advisors.

The room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from a large map of Asia on the wall, which displayed the borders between China, India, and Nepal.

The recent failure of the East-West Swap deal had strained relations between China and India to the breaking point, and the military buildup in the region had escalated tensions further.

Now, new information had arrived that threatened to tip the balance even more.

General Zhang, a seasoned military strategist, stood beside the map, his expression serious. "Chairman Mao, we have received confirmed intelligence that the merger between Nepal and India is progressing. King Tribhuvan is on his way to India to finalize the agreement with Prime Minister Rohan Varma."

Mao's eyes narrowed as he processed the information. This was more than just a rumor this was a significant development that could alter the region's balance of power.

"And how reliable is this intelligence?" Mao asked, his voice calm but with a sharp edge.

Minister Chen, the Foreign Minister, leaned forward. "The intelligence is from a reliable source, Chairman. We intercepted communications indicating that the King is set to finalize the merger. If this goes through, India will have a direct influence over Nepal, further encircling us."

Mao tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair, deep in thought. The stakes were high. China had already invested significant resources in the Tibet region, establishing military outposts and infrastructure to secure its western front.

To now divert additional resources to the Nepalese border would strain China's already stretched finances. "And what of our investments in Tibet?" Mao asked, his tone measured.

Zhou Enlai, China's Premier and a trusted advisor of Mao, spoke up. "Chairman, our resources are already heavily committed in Tibet. Expanding our military presence on the Nepalese border to counter India would require an investment similar to what we've made in Tibet. This would stretch our financial resources thin, potentially leading to an economic crisis."

Mao's expression darkened. He knew the weight of Zhou's words. "We cannot afford to let this merger go unchallenged, yet we also cannot bankrupt ourselves in the process. What options do we have?"

General Zhang cleared his throat before speaking. "Chairman, we could intensify our covert operations in Nepal. By sowing discord among the factions that oppose the merger, we might slow down or even halt the process. We could also focus on diplomatic efforts, leveraging our influence in Pakistan to increase pressure on India from the west."

Mao nodded slowly, considering the options. "The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second-best time is now," he said, quoting an old Chinese proverb. "We may have missed our chance to prevent this from the start, but we must act now to prevent it from fully taking root."

Zhou Enlai added, "We could focus on economic and political measures rather than military ones. By supporting the factions in Nepal that are still undecided, we can create internal instability, making it harder for India to finalize the merger. At the same time, we could publicly oppose the merger, presenting it as a threat to regional stability. This could garner support from other neighboring countries who are also wary of India's growing influence."

Mao considered Zhou's words carefully. "Divide and conquer an ancient strategy, but still effective. If we can't stop the merger outright, we must weaken it from within. How quickly can we mobilize our agents in Nepal?"

General Zhang responded, "We already have agents in place. With additional funding and clear directives, they can escalate their efforts immediately. However, we must be cautious. If our involvement is exposed, it could justify a stronger Indian response, especially with their recent military deployments."

Mao's gaze shifted back to the map. "We must also be mindful of our finances. Zhou, how much would it cost us to maintain our current posture in Tibet while expanding our influence in Nepal?"

Zhou Enlai frowned slightly, the weight of the situation evident on his face. "Chairman, to sustain our efforts in both regions would require resources we currently do not have. We would need to divert funds from other critical areas, potentially destabilizing our economy. The people are resilient, but even they have limits. We cannot afford to stretch our resources too thin."

Mao nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "To catch fish, you must first calm the waters," he said "We must avoid stirring the pot too much, or we risk losing everything."

Minister Chen, sensing the need for a decisive plan, spoke up. "Chairman, perhaps a dual approach is best. We can deploy limited additional forces to the Nepal border to show strength without overcommitting, while focusing our main efforts on covert and diplomatic channels. We should also reach out to Pakistan and other allies to ensure they are ready to support us should tensions escalate further."

Mao leaned back in his chair, considering the plan. "Yes, a dual approach would allow us to apply pressure without overextending ourselves. We must make it clear to both Nepal and India that there will be consequences if they proceed with this merger, but we must not push ourselves into a position where we are vulnerable."

Zhou Enlai nodded in agreement. "I will ensure that our economic policies remain stable while we allocate the necessary funds to support our efforts in Nepal. We must tread carefully, but we cannot afford to do nothing."

Mao stood, signaling the end of the meeting. "Prepare the orders. We will strengthen our presence at the border, but we will not overextend. Focus on destabilizing the merger from within, and ensure that our message is clear: China will not stand idly by while its neighbors conspire against it."

The officials rose, bowing slightly as Mao exited the room. Once he was gone, General Zhang turned to Minister Chen. "We must act quickly. I will alert our agents in Nepal to increase their efforts immediately. Zhou, we will need the additional funding as soon as possible."

Zhou Enlai nodded. "I'll make the necessary arrangements, but remember, our resources are not limitless. We must achieve our goals without tipping the scales too far."

As the officials dispersed, the tension remained palpable. The stakes had been raised, and they were now playing a dangerous game.

The balance of power in the region was in jeopardy, and the next few days would be crucial in determining the outcome.

Back in New Delhi, Prime Minister Rohan Varma was preparing to welcome King Tribhuvan.

The merger was progressing well, but he knew that with China's growing interest in the region, the situation was becoming more volatile.

The failure of the East-West Swap deal had left a bitter taste, and now, with Pakistan also exerting pressure, Rohan knew that time was running out.

As Rohan reviewed the latest intelligence reports, a new document arrived, detailing the recent Chinese military movements and potential economic strains they were facing.

Rohan read through it carefully, understanding that China's aggressive posture was not without its own risks.

This knowledge gave him a small sense of reassurance China was strong, but they were not invincible.

Meanwhile, in Beijing, Mao Zedong sat in his office, staring at the map of Asia on the wall. The coming weeks would be decisive.

He knew that China could not afford to let the merger between Nepal and India strengthen India's position without resistance.

But he also knew that pushing too hard could lead to an economic crisis at home. The balance was delicate, and the stakes were high.

The chessboard was set, and the game was on.

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49.16%A New India / Chapter 87: Operation Nepal - I

Chapter 87: Operation Nepal - I

The war room in South Block, New Delhi, was brightly lit against the encroaching darkness outside.

The late hour had drained the usual energy from the building, leaving only the distant hum of machines and the occasional creak of the aging structure to break the silence. The whole building seemed to hold its breath, waiting.

Inside, a group of India's top leaders sat around a long, polished table. The dim lighting obscured their faces, deepening the shadows in the room and adding to the serious atmosphere.

The tension was palpable, as if the walls themselves understood the gravity of the decisions being made.

Prime Minister Rohan sat at the head of the table, his posture stiff, his hands tightly clasped together.

His eyes, normally warm and expressive, had grown cold and hard, reflecting the immense pressure he was under. It was as though he believed he could hold the entire situation in place through sheer will alone.

But beneath his calm exterior, he felt a storm brewing inside, an unspoken anxiety gnawing at him as the seconds ticked by.

"We're running out of time," Rohan said, breaking the silence. His voice was low but sharp, cutting through the tension in the room. "King Tribhuvan will be in Delhi within the hour. We need to make sure everything goes smoothly. General Singh, what's our current military status?"

General Singh, the Chief of Army Staff, was a man who had seen more than his fair share of battlefields, but tonight, he looked every bit his age.

His response was deliberate, weighed down by the implications of his words. "Prime Minister, our troops are positioned along the Indo-Nepal border, ostensibly for routine exercises. We've reinforced our presence without drawing undue attention. Aerial reconnaissance is ongoing, and we've got an eye on any potential movements from China or Pakistan."

Rohan nodded slowly, his mind processing the information with clinical efficiency. Yet, even as he did, a sliver of doubt crept into his thoughts. Was this enough? Could it ever be enough?

"And Beijing?" he asked, turning his gaze to Atma Jayaram, the Intelligence Bureau Chief.

Jayaram leaned back slightly, his eyes narrowing as if trying to see beyond the immediate horizon. "Beijing is playing catch-up," he began, his voice tinged with a cautious optimism that Rohan found unnerving. "They're stretched thin in Tibet, financially and militarily. We've picked up chatter indicating that they didn't expect us to move so quickly. Their main response has been to pressure Pakistan into causing trouble on our western front, hoping to split our focus."

Rohan's fingers drummed lightly on the table, a nervous tic he rarely allowed himself to show. "Chatter," he repeated, almost to himself.

It was a word that had brought him both good and bad news in the past one that was often too vague for comfort. "What about their attempts to rally regional support?"

K.P. Singh, the Foreign Minister, cut in, his voice carrying a note of resignation. "Limited success. China's trying to drum up opposition to the merger, but our diplomatic efforts have neutralized most of their moves. The West is maintaining a cautious distance, urging restraint on all sides. They're waiting to see how this plays out before committing to any stance. For now, they're content to let us and China slug it out in the diplomatic arena."

Rohan leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly as he tried to piece together the broader picture.

The West's neutrality was both a blessing and a curse less opposition, but also less support. It meant they were alone, for better or worse.

"So," he said after a moment, his voice taking on a harder edge, "we're on our own until this is over. We can't afford any missteps. Once the King lands, everything must proceed with absolute precision. No delays, no room for error. If Beijing or Islamabad makes a move, we need to be ahead of them, not just reacting."

Mohan Shamsher, acting as Nepal's chief liaison, spoke up, his voice carrying the weight of a man who had navigated more treacherous waters than most. "Prime Minister, the King is fully committed. He's managed to secure the loyalty of key military and political figures in Nepal, though it wasn't easy. There's been some pushback, but nothing that we haven't been able to handle yet. The public announcement is ready to go as soon as we touch down in Delhi. But," he added, his tone growing more somber, "we can't afford to let our guard down. There's still time for things to go wrong."

Rohan looked at him, really looked at him, and saw the exhaustion etched into every line of his face.

This was a man who had played his part in a dangerous game and knew that the final act was the most perilous of all.

"We're walking a tightrope, Mohan," Rohan said quietly. "And the wind is picking up."

The room fell silent again, the weight of unspoken fears hanging heavy in the air. They all knew what was at stake more than just borders and treaties, but the very future of their nations.

The decisions made in this room would echo far beyond its walls, shaping the fate of millions.

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Across the Himalayas, in the heart of Beijing, Mao Zedong sat alone in his office, the map of Asia laid out before him like a puzzle that refused to fit together.

The walls of the room, once filled with the sounds of advisors and military men strategizing, now echoed with the emptiness of defeat.

The clock on his desk ticked away the seconds, each one a reminder of the opportunities slipping through his fingers.

Mao's eyes traced the borders on the map, his mind replaying the events that had led to this moment.

The King of Nepal was on his way to Delhi, and with him went the last vestiges of Chinese influence in that small but strategically vital region. He had been outmaneuvered, an admission that tasted bitter in his mouth.

When his advisors finally entered the room, there was no formal call to order, no preamble. They knew why they were here.

"The King is in the air, and we've missed our chance," Mao said, his voice as flat and unyielding as the table he sat at. "What went wrong?"

General Zhang, the man responsible for covert operations in Nepal, looked as if he hadn't slept in days.

His eyes were bloodshot, his shoulders slumped under the weight of failure. "Chairman, we were unprepared for the speed of India's moves. We tried to incite unrest, but the King acted faster than we anticipated, consolidating power with India's backing. Our agents on the ground didn't have enough time or resources to create any significant resistance."

Mao's gaze was icy, his disappointment palpable. "Unprepared," he repeated, the word dripping with contempt. "We're never unprepared, General. We adapt. We anticipate. But we failed to do either."

Zhou Enlai, the Premier, stepped in, his voice calm, though there was an undercurrent of urgency. "Chairman, we've been stretched thin for months. Our commitments in Tibet have drained our resources, and the suddenness of this merger caught us off guard. We lacked the financial and military flexibility to respond effectively. This is a setback, yes, but not an insurmountable one."

Mao's expression remained unreadable as he listened, his mind already moving past the immediate crisis. "A setback," he said, as if testing the word. "Perhaps. But setbacks can be fatal if we don't learn from them."

Zhou's eyes flickered with a mix of resolve and apprehension. "We need to shift our strategy. India may have secured Nepal, but in doing so, they've spread themselves thin. The integration process will strain their resources and their focus. We should exploit this. Encourage Pakistan to maintain pressure in Kashmir, create a distraction that forces India to divide its attention. Meanwhile, we can quietly build our influence with Nepal's neighboring states, planting the seeds of resistance over time."

General Zhang found his voice again, this time steadier. "We could also intensify our intelligence efforts, ensuring that India's grip on Nepal remains tenuous. If we can keep them on edge, constantly reacting to internal threats, they'll find it harder to solidify their control."

Mao finally looked up, his eyes gleaming with a cold, calculated resolve. "Yes. Let them celebrate their victory today, but make sure that victory comes at a cost. We must focus on the long game. Zhou, reach out to our neighbors. Frame this merger as a destabilizing force that threatens the regional balance. We can still turn this situation to our advantage."

Zhou nodded, already formulating his next steps. "And I'll make sure the West sees this in the same light. We can emphasize the need for stability, hint at the risks of India's overreach, and keep them from throwing their full support behind New Delhi."

Mao waved a hand, dismissing the group. "Prepare our next moves. This battle may be lost, but the war is far from over."

As his advisors left the room, Mao remained at his desk, his gaze fixed on the map before him.

The King of Nepal was heading toward India, but Mao was already planning how to turn this defeat into a strategic advantage.

He knew that true power wasn't about winning every battle it was about ensuring that even in defeat, the seeds of future victories were sown.

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49.72%A New India / Chapter 88: Operation Nepal - II

Chapter 88: Operation Nepal - II

As King Tribhuvan's plane descended toward New Delhi, the cabin was quiet. The silence felt almost unbearable.

Tribhuvan sat by the window, his gaze fixed on the dim lights of the city below. They looked like stars scattered across the earth, but to him, they seemed distant, almost indifferent.

These lights belonged to a world he was about to enter a world that might never feel like his own.

With each passing mile, the weight of what lay ahead pressed down harder on his chest. This wasn't just a diplomatic visit; it was a leap into the unknown.

A decision that could either save his nation or doom it. And the closer they got to India, the heavier that burden became.

Colonel Rana, seated across from him, observed the King closely. Rana had been at Tribhuvan's side through countless challenges, but tonight, something felt different.

The King's usual composure seemed fragile, like it could shatter at any moment. Rana knew Tribhuvan was wrestling with fear of the consequences and fear of failure. But asking about it might only make things worse.

For years, Tribhuvan had balanced Nepal's independence, skillfully managing relationships with both China and India. Now, with this decision to merge with India, he was stepping off that tightrope into unknown territory. The risks were enormous, and the path ahead was anything but clear.

"Your Majesty," Rana said quietly, breaking the silence. His voice was soft, cautious. "We're almost there. The formalities will start once we land, but… are you ready for this?"

Tribhuvan didn't answer immediately. His eyes remained on the city lights below, a faint frown creasing his forehead. For a moment, it seemed like he hadn't heard the question

But then he turned from the window, his expression serious, almost grim.

"Ready?" Tribhuvan echoed, as if testing the word on his tongue. "Can anyone be truly ready for something like this, Rana? It's too big. But we've made our choice. We have to see it through."

Rana nodded, but he could hear the doubt behind the King's words, the uncertainty that even Tribhuvan's resolve couldn't entirely mask.

"There's no turning back now," Rana said softly. "Once we land, this isn't just a political move. It's a statement to the whole world. China, Pakistan, the Western powers they'll all be watching us closely, looking for any sign of weakness. We have to stand firm."

Tribhuvan's gaze drifted back to the window. The lights of Delhi were closer now, brighter, but they didn't bring him any comfort.

His mind kept circling back to the risks, the potential consequences of this decision. He wasn't just gambling with his own future, he was gambling with the future of his country. If this went wrong, there'd be no undoing it.

"This isn't just about power or politics," Tribhuvan murmured, almost to himself. "It's about survival. The world is changing so fast, and if we don't change with it, we'll be left behind. India offers us security, stability things we haven't had for a long time. It's not perfect, but it's the best chance we have."

Rana leaned in slightly, lowering his voice as if afraid to disrupt the King's thoughts. "And what about those back home who oppose this? The ones who'd rather side with China, or cling to our independence at all costs? They won't take this lightly."

Tribhuvan's face hardened, his jaw setting in a way that told Rana this wasn't a topic for debate. "I've done what I can to neutralize those threats, but I'm not naive. There will always be resistance. We'll deal with it when the time comes. But right now, we have to focus on the bigger picture on keeping Nepal alive as a nation."

Rana nodded again, though the concern didn't leave his eyes. "And if Beijing or Islamabad decides to act? They might see this as an opportunity to stir up more trouble."

Tribhuvan sighed, a deep, weary sound that seemed to come from the very depths of his soul. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. But remember, Rana, this isn't just about us anymore. By merging to India, we're sending a message: we won't be bullied, we won't be used as pawns. Let them make their moves and it won't be just us India will have to stand more taller to defend us"

As the plane continued its descent, Tribhuvan closed his eyes, trying to gather his thoughts. The decision had been made, and now there was no room for doubt. The future of his country depended on his resolve.

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On the tarmac at Palam Air Base, Rohan Varma stood waiting. The night air was cool, biting at his skin through the layers of his Sherwani, but he barely felt it.

His mind was elsewhere, racing through every detail of the plan. There was no room for error tonight.

The smell of jet fuel hung in the air, sharp and pungent, mixing with the distant hum of the city. Despite the importance of the moment, life outside went on as usual, oblivious to the significance of what was about to unfold.

Rohan's aides stood nearby, their faces tense, eyes fixed on the approaching plane. They understood, as Rohan did, how much planning had gone into this night, how much was riding on everything going smoothly.

"Prime Minister," one of his aides said, breaking Rohan's concentration. "The plane is on final approach. Everything is ready for the welcome ceremony."

Rohan nodded, though his thoughts were already racing ahead, anticipating the next steps, the next potential pitfalls.

This moment was crucial, but it was just the beginning. There would be no second chances. They had to get this right.

"Keep all lines of communication open," Rohan instructed, his voice carrying an edge of urgency. "I want to know the minute anything changes. If Beijing or Islamabad even twitches, I need to hear about it immediately."

His aide nodded and stepped away, leaving Rohan alone with his thoughts once more. As the plane's lights grew brighter, a knot of unease tightened in his stomach.

They had planned for everything, but what if they'd missed something? What if Mao had a card up his sleeve they hadn't anticipated?

The plane touched down smoothly, the landing gear making a soft thud against the runway. As it taxied toward the waiting convoy, Rohan felt his pulse quicken.

This was the moment they had all been working toward for so long, but now that it was here, the weight of it felt almost unbearable.

The plane's door opened, and the staircase was quickly brought to the door. Rohan watched as King Tribhuvan appeared at the top of the stairs, his figure framed against the bright lights of the runway.

For a moment, everything seemed to pause, the world holding its breath as the King began his descent.

Tribhuvan moved slowly, each step deliberate, as though he was fully aware of the significance of what he was about to do.

When his foot finally touched the tarmac, it felt as if he had crossed an invisible line, one that would change the future of his nation forever.

Rohan stepped forward to greet him, their eyes meeting in a moment of mutual understanding.

This was not just a handshake between two leaders; it was the beginning of a partnership that had been carefully, if reluctantly, forged.

"Your Majesty," Rohan said as they shook hands, his voice steady but carrying the weight of everything unspoken. "Welcome to India."

Tribhuvan inclined his head slightly, acknowledging the formal greeting with the gravity it deserved. "Thank you, Prime Minister. Let us proceed. There is much to discuss."

They walked together toward the waiting convoy, surrounded by aides and security personnel, the air charged with the significance of what was to come.

Neither man spoke as they entered the armored vehicle, their silence heavy with the knowledge of the decisions that lay ahead.

The convoy moved through the dark streets of Delhi, heading toward South Block. The city was quiet, the roads cleared for their passage.

As they approached the government district, the first light of dawn began to break over the horizon, casting a soft glow over the buildings.

Inside the car, Rohan broke the silence. "Your Majesty, before we reach South Block, I want to assure you that every precaution has been taken. Our security forces are fully prepared, and the diplomatic protocols are in place. But I also want to stress the importance of patience. This is just the beginning."

Tribhuvan nodded, his gaze focused ahead. "I understand, Prime Minister. We are both aware of the complexities involved. Today is about more than signing agreements it's about laying the groundwork for a future partnership."

The convoy arrived at South Block, and the two leaders stepped out into the early morning light.

They were met by a small group of dignitaries and officials, who stood ready to guide them through the ceremonial aspects of the visit.

As they walked through the halls of the historic building, Tribhuvan could feel the weight of history pressing in on him.

The walls seemed to be full of voices of past history which has continued to shape this country for the past centuries.

Today, he was part of that history, making choices that would determine Nepal's place in the world.

But even as the gravity of the moment weighed on him, Tribhuvan knew one thing with absolute certainty: there was no turning back.

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50.27%A New India / Chapter 89: Operation Nepal - III

Chapter 89: Operation Nepal - III

The day's ceremonies had gone smoothly, and soon King Tribhuvan and Prime Minister Rohan Varma sat across from each other in the South Block meeting room.

The earlier public gestures were just normal gestures. Now, the two leaders were about to discuss the complex and serious matter of merging their nations, and what that would mean for Nepal, its government, and its people.

( I mean guys technically they have already discussed this all but to give you the context of what that framework is I have written this)

The room was quiet, with an air of anticipation. Advisors and ministers sat nearby, reviewing notes and preparing for the discussions.

The tall windows allowed the soft, late afternoon light to cast a golden glow over the room, but despite the calm surroundings, the topic at hand was anything but simple.

Rohan began, his tone measured but direct. "Your Majesty, we've talked about it broadly, but it's time to get into the specifics. This merger between our two countries is unprecedented, and it's important we're both clear on what Nepal stands to gain, and what it will mean for your people. We're aware of the risks especially with China's growing influence in the region but the benefits could be transformative."

King Tribhuvan nodded "Prime Minister, I agree. For centuries, our sovereignty has been our pride. But I'm aware that our current path is unsustainable, our economy is struggling, our political system is fragile, and we face growing pressure from outside powers, particularly China."

Rohan leaned in slightly, his expression serious. "Nepal's challenges are clear. Your country's economic growth has been hampered by its geographic limitations and its dependence on foreign aid and remittances. This merger would bring Nepal into India's economic fold, giving you access to our markets, infrastructure, and capital. However, it's important to understand that this merger also means a shift in governance."

Tribhuvan's expression tightened. "Let's be clear, Prime Minister. What exactly does this 'shift in governance' entail?"

Rohan met his gaze, unflinching. "Your Majesty, under this agreement, Nepal would be integrated into India as a state, rather than maintaining full government autonomy. This means that while you would retain a ceremonial role, akin to that of the monarchs in other constitutional democracies, the day-to-day governance would be managed under India's federal structure. Nepalese laws and governance would be aligned with Indian law, ensuring consistency across the union."

Tribhuvan's face remained impassive, but there was tension in his voice. "So, we would essentially become another state within the Indian Union? What assurances do we have that Nepalese interests will be respected, and that our people won't be marginalized?"

Rohan nodded, acknowledging the weight of Tribhuvan's concerns. "Nepal will indeed be integrated as a state, but we're proposing measures to ensure that your interests are protected and that your people receive the benefits they deserve. For instance, we would establish a special development fund dedicated to improving infrastructure, education, and healthcare in Nepal, financed by both the Indian central government and international partners."

He continued, "Moreover, we'll ensure that Nepal has strong representation within the Indian Parliament. Nepalese representatives will have seats in both the Lok Sabha and the Rajya Sabha, giving your people a voice in the national decision-making process. This will not be a token gesture these representatives will have the same voting rights and responsibilities as any other member, ensuring that Nepal's needs are addressed at the highest levels."

Tribhuvan took a moment to process this. "And what about our economy? Our agriculture, tourism, and small industries how will they be integrated? I need to know that our people will see tangible benefits, not just promises."

Rohan answered confidently, "Nepal's economy would benefit from being part of a larger, more diverse economic system. We propose creating special economic zones in Nepal that will focus on agriculture, tourism, and small industries. These zones will be designed to attract investment while providing protections for local businesses, ensuring they can grow without being overwhelmed by larger Indian companies."

"For agriculture," Rohan continued, "we will introduce advanced farming techniques and technology from India, which will be crucial in increasing productivity. Your farmers will also have access to Indian markets with preferential trade terms, ensuring that Nepalese agricultural products are competitive. As for tourism, we're planning significant investments to enhance infrastructure around key sites, particularly in the Himalayas. This will increase tourism revenue, which will remain largely in Nepalese hands."

Tribhuvan listened carefully, considering the proposals. "These economic benefits are clear, but my concern remains with our culture and identity. Nepalese society is deeply rooted in its traditions. How do we ensure that our unique cultural heritage is preserved within this larger framework?"

Rohan's tone softened, recognizing the importance of this issue. "Your Majesty, cultural preservation will be a cornerstone of this merger. We're proposing the creation of a Nepalese Cultural Council that will operate within India but have significant autonomy. This council would be responsible for promoting and preserving Nepalese culture, language, and traditions within the broader Indian context. Additionally, Nepalese history and culture would be integrated into the national curriculum, ensuring that future generations across India understand and appreciate Nepal's unique heritage."

Tribhuvan remained quiet for a moment, weighing Rohan's words. "And what about our military? The Gurkhas are a source of immense pride for Nepal. How will their role change under this new arrangement?"

Rohan smiled slightly, understanding the pride behind the question. "The Gurkhas will maintain their distinct identity within the Indian military. They will continue to serve with their unique traditions and command structures intact. In fact, we plan to expand the Gurkha regiments, making them a key part of our joint defense strategy. This will not only honor their legacy but also strengthen our combined military capabilities."

The conversation then shifted to the broader implications of the merger for Nepal's governance. Tribhuvan's tone was cautious but firm. "Prime Minister, I understand the need for a unified governance structure, but how do we prevent the central government in Delhi from ignoring the specific needs of Nepal? We are a small nation with unique challenges how do we ensure we aren't overshadowed?"

Rohan was ready for this. "Nepal will be represented at the central level, with guaranteed seats in both houses of Parliament. Moreover, we'll establish a dedicated Ministry for Himalayan Affairs, specifically tasked with addressing the needs of Nepal and other northern regions. This ministry will have substantial influence in areas like infrastructure development, environmental protection, and economic planning, ensuring that your concerns are given the attention they deserve."

Tribhuvan nodded, though there was still a lingering concern. "What about our legal system? Nepal has its own set of laws and judicial processes. How will these be integrated?"

Rohan responded thoughtfully, "Nepal's legal system will be harmonized with Indian law over time, but we will respect and retain elements of Nepalese legal traditions where they do not conflict with Indian laws. There will be a transition period where legal experts from both sides will work together to integrate the systems smoothly. This will ensure that the transition is as seamless as possible, without disrupting the lives of ordinary citizens."

Tribhuvan appreciated the detailed responses but knew that the merger would require more than just legal and economic alignment. "And socially? How will our people adapt to being part of a much larger nation? We've seen the issues that can arise from cultural and regional differences within India. How do we avoid those pitfalls?"

Rohan answered with a mix of optimism and realism. "Social integration is key, and it will take time. We'll focus on programs that promote mutual understanding and respect between Nepalese and other Indian citizens. Exchange programs, joint community projects, and cultural festivals will be organized to foster a sense of shared identity while celebrating diversity."

As the discussion neared its end, it became clear that both leaders were committed to making this merger work, even though it meant significant changes for Nepal.

The tension in the room began to ease as the details were finalized, and the vision for a united future started to take shape.

Rohan leaned forward slightly, meeting Tribhuvan's gaze with a steady look. "Your Majesty, we've considered every angle. We've weighed the risks, the benefits, and the impact on our people. Now, it comes down to whether we truly believe this is the right path."

Tribhuvan took a deep breath, feeling the significance of the moment. "Prime Minister, I believe this is the right decision for our nations. It's a bold step, but one that offers a future of prosperity and security for both our people."

Rohan inclined his head, acknowledging the King's resolve. "Then let's move forward, Your Majesty. Our nations have waited long enough."

Slowly, the two leaders rose from their seats and approached the table where the documents lay waiting. The room was silent, everyone aware that they were witnessing a moment that would be remembered for generations.

Tribhuvan reached the table first, pausing for a moment as he looked down at the documents. The text on the page was clear, and so was the decision he was about to make.

This wasn't just a political maneuver this was about reshaping the destiny of a nation.

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50.83%A New India / Chapter 90: The Historical Unification - I

Chapter 90: The Historical Unification - I