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Make India Great Again

In the aftermath of Lal Bahadur Shastri’s untimely death, India stands at a crossroads. The nation, recovering from war and economic turmoil, is torn between emerging political factions, bureaucratic stagnation, and foreign influence. Amidst this uncertainty, a man awakens in an unfamiliar body—the adopted grandson of the late prime minister—with memories of another life intact. At first, he remains an outsider, watching as power struggles within the government and resistance from entrenched elites threaten to push India into deeper instability. But as corruption tightens its grip on the system and opportunities for progress slip away, he realizes that silence is no longer an option. With a mind sharpened by modern knowledge and a heart devoted to the country’s future, he steps into the political arena—not as a ruler, but as a reformer. Balancing ambition with integrity, he builds alliances, navigates treacherous power plays, and works to reshape India’s industries, governance, and global standing. Yet, every step forward comes at a cost, forcing him to walk a fine line between diplomacy and strategy, loyalty and necessity. In a world where power is fleeting and idealism alone is not enough, can he lead India toward prosperity without compromising his principles? Or will the weight of history force him to make impossible choices? Warning: This is a work of fiction and does not depict real events, individuals, or political entities. Any similarities to actual people, organizations, or historical events are purely coincidental. The story explores various aspects of politics, including both criticism and praise of different ideologies and governance styles. The author does not endorse or oppose any political party. The intent is to provide a compelling narrative, not to reflect real-world political opinions.
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Sucked Into Mythology

So with my position on the bed, it meant that the book in my hand should be a notebook not a textbook. I dropped my phone and looked at my right . Low and behold! The tall and mysterious figure was sitting on my study chair and was looking at me the whole time . It uttered these words "hello mortal". I was startled and I was about to scream again. 'Don't let me knock you out again ,mortal'. When I heard these words,I knew I had to zip it and find a way to talk myself out of this situation. With my heart beating as a hunting mamma cheetah ,'who are you,no what are you' I asked. I am Thanatos. Mortal,your time has come. Come along now. What do you mean by my time has come? I am Thanatos,the god of death. The god of death? Wait ,so if you're here,does it mean that I am dead? Yes mortal,so you're coming on a journey with me to the underworld. There's no way that I'm dead. Anyways, Isn't Lord Hades,the god of the dead? Yes he is. Then why are you here? As my name suggests, I'm the god of death. Think of it this way, Hades controls the Underworld while I, Thanatos fills it with the dead,like you. Shouldn't a grimm reaper be here instead of you ? Yes,there should have but Hades said I've been lazing around for far too long and handed me this task. You're the first human I'm escorting personally to the other world so consider yourself lucky. I'm sorry Mr Thanatos, however I still don't believe that I'm dead. How else could I have used my phone and felt my blanket? Come with me. To where? To your bathroom and don't call me Mr. You can call me lord Thanatos or prince Thanatos 'Thanatos said'. As we entered the bathroom,I saw my body lying there unconscious.
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