The clock chimed 11.30 in the nearby tower where Dr. Srinivasan and Dr. Raj Srinivasan lay waiting. Kandasamy had promised to get them Vinoth's address immediately. In no mood to wait at the clinic, Srinivasan called his son and started off in their car. They went for an aimless drive in the direction of Vinoth's office and just halted near a clock tower.
Dr. Srinivasan's mind went years back when he had just completed his MBBS. His father Dr. Purushothaman called him to his clinic. When he went, he observed that his dad looked grave.
'Sit down Srini. I have something to tell you very important. It is a messed up family secret. I also need to hand down a very important responsibility to you which I hope atleast will be done in your time. Our family has been working on this for generations altogether'.
Srinivasan was shocked. All he expected was a bit of career advice. He listened intently. 'We need to find a person. A very important person lost in history. He is not lost but was made to run by our ancestor. He meant it to be a revenge. But his successors decided to put it to an end. We have been searching for this person since then. '
' Our ancestor Rajarajan was a great physician. He was able to cure any ailment during his time. He was always researching on herbs and plants to find their medicinal value. One such time he was able to get a very rare herb that will cure the skin of any damage and prevents aging. In short if the herb is made into a proper concoction, the person won't die and also age. He will remain the same for ever. '
Srinivasan was speechless. He took a minute to digest the news he heard just now. 'Did he give it to anyone dad? ' he asked. ' Yes not just to anyone. To King Ravi Varma the third.,the king whom he was serving as a revenge for him to see death of all his loved ones for the death of his eldest son. We need to find him and use all our resources to make him mortal once again. We have several portraits of the king as our only clue to find him. '
' Dad, your mobile is ringing' . Srinivasan was rudely awakened by Raj from reliving his memories. He answered the call. It was Kandasamy. He had called to convey that he couldn't get Vinoth's address as the details logbook was with the security manager and he couldn't be reached at the moment.
'Let's get back home Raj. We have waited for a long time. A single night won't make a difference. Ravi Varma will be mortal soon'. Srinivasan told his son and they went back home.
500 kms away in a tiny village with lots of ruins, Prof. Shanmugam and his assistant Babu are analyzing their latest find in the ruins - a skeleton and lots of artifacts. Shanmugam's face was glowing. His old eyes twinkled. He hugged Babu and exclaimed 'This is a great day for us. We have just now found the body of King Ravi Varma the third. The lost king in history. '
Dr. Srinivasan's mind went years back when he had just completed his MBBS. His father Dr. Purushothaman called him to his clinic. When he went, he observed that his dad looked grave.
'Sit down Srini. I have something to tell you very important. It is a messed up family secret. I also need to hand down a very important responsibility to you which I hope atleast will be done in your time. Our family has been working on this for generations altogether'.
Srinivasan was shocked. All he expected was a bit of career advice. He listened intently. 'We need to find a person. A very important person lost in history. He is not lost but was made to run by our ancestor. He meant it to be a revenge. But his successors decided to put it to an end. We have been searching for this person since then. '
' Our ancestor Rajarajan was a great physician. He was able to cure any ailment during his time. He was always researching on herbs and plants to find their medicinal value. One such time he was able to get a very rare herb that will cure the skin of any damage and prevents aging. In short if the herb is made into a proper concoction, the person won't die and also age. He will remain the same for ever. '
Srinivasan was speechless. He took a minute to digest the news he heard just now. 'Did he give it to anyone dad? ' he asked. ' Yes not just to anyone. To King Ravi Varma the third.,the king whom he was serving as a revenge for him to see death of all his loved ones for the death of his eldest son. We need to find him and use all our resources to make him mortal once again. We have several portraits of the king as our only clue to find him. '
' Dad, your mobile is ringing' . Srinivasan was rudely awakened by Raj from reliving his memories. He answered the call. It was Kandasamy. He had called to convey that he couldn't get Vinoth's address as the details logbook was with the security manager and he couldn't be reached at the moment.
'Let's get back home Raj. We have waited for a long time. A single night won't make a difference. Ravi Varma will be mortal soon'. Srinivasan told his son and they went back home.
500 kms away in a tiny village with lots of ruins, Prof. Shanmugam and his assistant Babu are analyzing their latest find in the ruins - a skeleton and lots of artifacts. Shanmugam's face was glowing. His old eyes twinkled. He hugged Babu and exclaimed 'This is a great day for us. We have just now found the body of King Ravi Varma the third. The lost king in history. '
So Ravi Varma is both alive and dead!�� Mysteries keep multiplying! :-)
ReplyDeleteThe plot is getting intresting Jeba. Cheers!
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