Chandrapal Khasiya's Blog

Once in your childhood, a nefarious thought of printing the currency from your computers printer must had crossed in your mind. I bet, many of us had even attempted it, and eventually realized the printer we had was incapable for the task. Deep down we craved for only one wish, what if we had succeeded. Unfortunately, like many other bitter truths of life, we accepted it and compromised with our life.

But some people dont compromise.
Somewhere in Spain, a man gathered a group of miserable at a...

First of all, let me be very clear. I don’t know what you will read in the following paragraphs. To be very honest, at this very moment, when I am typing these words, I have no clue what I am going to write. All I know is one thing for sure. Life is episodic. There is no doubt about it, but sometimes random things happen, disrupting the sequence. And this post is one such random thing.
Without wasting any more time of yours, I won’t say your precious time, because if it was precious you would...

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Episode #1
"I am telling you, mother," said little Delena, towing Sera out of their home. "You need to see it."

Sera sighed. "It's too late for games. It's already dark."

"That's what I want to show you."

"What do you mean?"

But she didn't respond. A few moments later, they were out in the courtyard.

Delena started jumping, poking the air with her finger. "Look up."

Raising Delena had taught Sera one thing. Arguing with a child - especially someone stubborn like her own daughter - is futile. She loo...

Rezak felt the light fading. For a moment, he thought the end had arrived. But as the light completely vanished, leaving dancing dots in his vision, he realized Delena had somehow transported them to someplace. With the back of his hand, he rubbed his eyes.
The place was familiar. The misty wall told him where he was. And when he looked at the figure standing at the center of the place, he knew the final confrontation had arrived. There was no going back.
Gritting his teeth, gripping the knife...

Sera tried to look up. After getting every ounce of energy drained away, even a little move was a laboring task to her. “Delena?”
“Don’t look so confused,” The Creator said. “She has been protecting you all these years. I shared my most of Destruction with you so that you can accomplish what I always intended. Your hatred, your anger were the perfect modes for Destruction. Five years ago you had even begun it, but then suddenly you were…invisible. I was not able to reach you.”
How could Sera fo...

Rezak sank on the rock, defeated. He had upturned every rock, every pebble of the area where he was kicked at, hoping to find any clue directing him toward Sera. But there was nothing. He stared blankly at the blade in his hands.
“The plan is to weaken The Creator with this knife,” Delena said, placing her hand on his shoulder.  “We still have time.”
Rezak was impressed when the knife’s cut had blistered the red-haired man’s skin. He had skinned a hare, murdered a woman and her husband mis...

Rezak grunted, clutching his chest. He rolled and hauled himself up with his arms. He had removed the bandages a day before. He was relieved to get rid of the pain finally but the kick from the red-haired man reminded how vulnerable he still was. No way a man could kick with such strength.
He grabbed the knife and turned. Sera and the red-haired man were not there.
“He took her,” Delena said from behind. “The Creator.”
Rezak was sceptical. “How did you know that?”
Delena came forward, looking at...

Sera scooped the fresh flowing water of the stream and washed her face. It had been three days since they’d left the village. The chief had been generous. He provided a week’s provision of food and three horses for their journey.
She stared at the glittering water, basking herself in the morning light. She recalled the last meeting with the chief before leaving the village. Neither she nor Rezak could remember the route they had taken for The Creator. To her astonishment, the chief who was a s...

Rezak sat alone on the stone bench. The central-fire of the village was doused by now. After the chief had sorted out a part of the puzzle, Sera requested him to give her privacy with the chief for personal questions. And he obeyed. Now, sitting here, under the sky, Rezak had time to ponder. Things had started making a little sense to him.
Divine. The Creator. His Sons and Daughters. Him.        
Rezak felt something was missing in this sequence. Somethi...