Chapter 8: The Battle

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Mahavir literally felt something odd. He called Dharmendra.
"Pranam Maharaj... adesh kijiye.."
"Dharmendra, tum 21vi sadi jao Chikitsak Dhruv ke pas..."
"Ji Maharaj, karan?"
"Mujhe lag raha yeh larki Priya hi meri Taru hai..."
"Parantu Maharaj woh to inkar karti... aur unki sakha sakhi bhi......"
"Apko unki bartavo se sakh nehi hota Dharmendra?"
"Satya bataye Maharaj to mujhe pratham se hi sandehe hai... aise batain aise khulke ghumna.. yeh sab 21 vi sadi ke log hi karte... parantu fer Rajkumari ji aplogo ko keu nehi pehchanenge..."
"Kuch baat to hai Dharmendra.... Priya ke gale mai wahi daag, wahi jakham jo Samrat Singh ne unhe di thi.... unke gale mai wali haar jo humne unhe la di thi... woh bimar hai... unki mastisk mai koi khut hai.... keya pata Taru kaksh mai aag lagake Dhruv ke pas jana chahi to waha unhe kuch... kuch... kuch ho geya...."
"Yeh hum Priya ji ke sakhi se nehi pooch sakte Maharaj??"
"Nehi... kadapi nehi... agar woh samai jatri na hue to anarth ho jayega... "
"Sambhab hai Maharaj... hum sighra prasthan karte hai.... agya de...."

Dharmendra left for 21st century. Dhruv was tensed sitting at his cabin in the hospital. He has no energy to perform any surgeries or check his patients. Dharmendra went to the hospital instead of his home.

"Sir, apse milne koi..." called the Nurse
"Aj mai kisise nehi milunga...."
"Sir... bol rahe jaruri hai... abasak hai..."
"Police hai??" Dhruv turned back.
"Hum hai Chikitsak Dhruv...." Dharmendra entered the room. Dhruv was shocked.
"DHARMENDRA?! Tum........"
"Ji ha Chikitsak Dhruv hum....." Dharmendra's eyes suddenly got stuck at the photo frame on Dhruv's table. It was a happy couple picture of Dhruv and Tara. Tara was wearing sindoor and Dhruv was kissing on her cheeks. It didn't take time to Dharmendra to get the whole matter. Dhruv instructed the nurse to leave.
"Tum yaha..... keu.... kuch...."
"Rajkumari ji apke sath......"
"Ha..." Dhruv sighed.."haa ha haa" Dhruv suddenly realised something, "ha.. Dharmendra... keya hua tha Tara ke sath... 2 saal pehle.... bolo..."
"Ji... ji... unhone apne kaksh mai aag lagake atyahatya kar li thi... log to wahi jante... wahi mante.... parantu... parantu lag raha Maharaj Mahavir ka sandehe sathik tha..."
"Maharaj Mahavir?! Aur Tara ke pita??"
"Rajpita Uday Bhan ne apni singhasan tyag kar di.. apne putri ke sath anyay hone ke gham mai... Maharaj Mahavir bhi kabhi maaf nehi kar paye unhe... parantu abhi ek... ek larki ayi... puri tarah se Rajkumari ji dikhti... Maharaj ne anubhab kiya ki wahi Rajkumari ji hai... woh larki inkar karti.. parantu...."
"Abhi... 2 din pehle ayi??" Dhruv asked hastily
"Haa 2 din....."
"2 din se Tara missing hai... oh my godd... Dharmendra... anarth ho jayega... Tara ne Papa.. matlab Baba ko late time jaher piya tha.. usse uski yardash chali geyi... agar kisi tarah use kuch yaad aya kuch sadma laga to bacha nehi paunga use mai....."

Dhruv got panicked. He rushed home and arranged his luggage, told his father everything, made a lame excuse of getting Tara's location in the hills to his family and rushed towards Navrangban where Dharmendra was waiting. Dhruv was already dead in 17th century so it is not easy.

17th Century.
Akriti and Ritika got up by a sound. They ran towards the lobby and found Tara unconscious. They treated her and asked Rajvedji to do something. Rajvedji was astonished to discover that these ladies were also doctors.

Next morning Mahavir called Priya's friends to check on her health. Rajvedji revealed that her friends are also much efficient in medicine. Akriti disclosed that they are medical students. Mahavir started having more doubts because it's not possible in that era, that a mixed gender gang of medical students hanging out freely. Mahavir was going the question them when a servant entered panicking.
"Maharaj... woh humare rajatithi... Priya ji... woh Rajkumari ji ke kaksh ki taraf geye...."
"Keya?!" Mahavir was shocked
"Maine kaha tha Maharaj woh koi behrupiye hai..." Samrat Singh entered from nowhere.
"Us kaksh mai koi ghusne ka dursahas nehi karta... unhe kuch ho geya to.." commented concerned Mahavir and ran down the corridor.
"Yeh Priya Manjulika ban geyo re... Rajkumari ka bhoot pakrao isee" commented Rahul. Akriti gave a tight slap on his head.

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