“Got up just right?” Golmak smiled at Branga cautiously.
“Most importantly cleaned up just right.” Branga smiled back.
“That’s good to hear.”Golmak nodded.
“Listen, I was in the library today and I happened to stumble upon some deer and a book. The book is as old as life was perhaps and it seems the book was a copied version of the original book written in 19000 BC, practically your ancestor’s time and it seems there were primarily 4 clans that stayed back backed by 9 which sailed back off to their hometown. The 9 that sailed back formed the fifth element of our world…”
“The ether, akash or so on.” Branga was quick to comment.
“Yes, exactly.” Golmak’s eyes twinkled.
“You want to know more about my bloodline?”
“Yess.” Golmak nodded like an enthusiastic kid.
“Let’s do it in between our sessions once they begin. That way you can have some good things to talk and imagine about. What say?”
Golmak was in sync and he nodded while Golmak waved at him as he ran towards the kitchen.
“Soon after, before retiring to bed, Golmak carried the book to Branga,”here this is the book you need to read.”
“Thanks I forgot to ask you for it in the afternoon. A place to begin I should say.” Branga smiled. His face was long, heavy, and slender. He was very tall just like his father and was about 18, waiting eagerly to explore all that he was supposed to learn.
“Which generation of the famed family are you? Who were they? Just this to start with, what do you think?”
Branga smiled.
“There was just one single family and this single family divided into four that stayed together and then these became 13 and the 14th was at the head of all of them of which 9 sailed back and these 4 remained back…the Ikshvaku dynasty is this one clan that were two of the original four and one of the only original line that stayed back on Earth. We are the 8001st generation of our clan.”
“Is your family big?”
“Yes, very big.” Branga nodded with a deep introspective smile on his face.
“Who is the other family?”
“This was not in the list of today’s questions?” Branga imitated his own cross face and they both knew they had found a friend in each other.
“No, I am just confirming that this library in the middle of the art with such a state of the art facility has been writing the truth. This answer would confirm it.”
“The clan that brings the Shiva to life every other time, the clan that cannot be named out in the open. The clan of BrenyaRoudra.”
“Brenya…..isn’t it a Welsh name? I mean do we have a similar word in our languages?”
“It’s a word from the time Brahmi was last used in its original form….Brenya means strength from becoming weak. Weak is strength and strength is weak…this is how we are placed since this is a mirror world and we are mirror images of our Gods, isn’t it quoted that way everywhere?” Branga smiled and ran ranting “no more for today.”
Snehashree is a content creator by profession and writer by passion. She is a storyteller, poet, and abstract artist besides being a content writer. She has published her works of poetry on Amazon and several online magazines. She moved into full time writing after spending a few years in the healthcare industry. A solivagant and an ardent animal lover, she regularly crafts interesting articles for her blog - TST.
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