Pundrikaksh Saraswat | Pundrikaksh Saraswat

MY LIFE, MY STORY
 CHAPTER 1
TWO TALES

ATLAS ROVER

THE HISTORY

Hi, I am Atlas Rover the last of the ancient rovers and this is my history, the memories of
my race which I knew even when I was born.

Long, Long Ago, when even time had not started its flow, existed only chaos. From these
waters, sprang out an omnipotent power so vast that it banished chaos and shaped the
world as we know it. It split itself into two parts – the gods and the mortals. The gods
shaped the mortal civilizations and melded into the very fabric of humanity. Yet before
the power died out, it, with the help of the Indian and Greek gods formed a race strong
enough to challenge the gods- The Rovers. We were higher than all mortals yet lower
than the gods. The imagination of the mortals melded us into various forms. We became
the topics of their fables and possessed the attributes of the characters. You dreamt all
the things we were. We were everything yet nothing.

The tremendousness of our powers was such that the whole family split into two – The
Goods and The Evils. This tremendous shift is what you mortals call The Big Bang. The
various mortal descendants of our clan are the famous faces of you mortals- George
Washington, Osama Bin Laden, Hitler, and Mahatma Gandhi etc. I was born as a unifier
between the Goods and the Evils, my father was the evil, Fios and my mother was the
Good Fiona. For three Hindu karmic yugas, the Rovers flourished but then some Gods
conspired and massacred the Rovers. The massacre rings throughout your history, the
date on which it occurred; Friday the 13th is still considered unlucky. ISomehow, my spirit
was salvaged and was kept in a prison with a chaos monster, hoping that it would
consume my soul. But I escaped. The Hindu God Shiva and the Greek God Poseidon
managed to fuse my memories and soul with one of a mortal. The mortal was also a
unifier. He was the blood of Lord Poseidon and the avatar of Shiva. He was Pundrikaksh,

I
the unifier. Well, the transfer took place well, but when I reached there I was reminded
of an English saying that two’s company but three’s a crowd and now, there was a
crowd in Pundrikaksh’s body.

KYUUBI

BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!

Hey, hi puny mortal. I’m Kyuubi, Kyuubi blood luster. I was born in the early years of the
Greek civilization into the royal family. As soon as I was ready to walk, I started to fight
with a sword and learn various spells. My skill with the sword was recognized even by
Ares. As a result, the Gods favored me and melded various artifacts into my soul, hereby
increasing my powers. I defeated the fearful Medusa and so Athena granted me the
power of the Gorgon’s Gaze. The Minotaur succumbed to my blades and provided me
with the power of beastly rage. Charon, death’s boatman, lost to me and gave me the
power of Charon’s shriek. Then, I bathed in the River Styx and became invulnerable.

My powers in the blades grew and kept on increasing. But as grew my powers, so grew
my vanity. Foolishly, I climbed into Hecate’s fortress and massacred all her minions. For
7 years, I was lost in the labyrinth of Hecate’s fortress. I fed on the blood of her minions
and slowly I began to lust for blood.

Finally I reached the witch’s chamber and drunk from the violence I had done, I
challenged the witch. She sneered at me, “I curse you that you shall remain blood thirsty
forever, kill your own family and then become my loyal knave.”

Her curse worked and in my blood lust I killed my whole family and tribe. Then like a pet
dog I returned to her. She trapped my soul in a bottle and sent me to the deepest
reaches of hell.

Even in hell, I continued to pump out in the hot fires until I took the form of a blood
thirsty fire fox.

She took me out many years later and to fuse my soul with a mortal. This was gonna be
a hell of a ride.
 CHAPTER 2
MY STORY
Hi, I’m Pundrikaksh. If you saw me, you’ll never guess that I’m not a human. Well, how
was my story decided? I’ll tell you.

My maternal grandfather is a policeman in Rajasthan, India. He’s a diehard devotee of

the Indian God Shiva. Once before my birth, he stopped a witch from performing a
human sacrifice. Unfortunately for him, the witch was none other than Hecate, the
Greek goddess of Witchcraft. So she bore up her magic and said to my granddad, “So
you’ll mess with the Gods now will you? I curse that the first grandson of yours will be
stuffed with three souls and will never live a normal life. One shall be the soul of his
own, the other of the blood luster Kyuubi and the third will be given by the Gods”

Alarmed, my grandfather prayed to Shiva who took pity on me. As the curse was Greek,
Shiva asked Poseidon, the Greek god of the sea to grant me his lineage and decided that
I would be his avatar.

It’s said that when I was born, a comet crossed the skies and it began raining. My
grandfather thought that Hecate had forgotten her curse but when he saw my back, he
was reminded of Shiva’s boon. There was a shining blue trident on my back just for a
few moments. And after that there was an evil red glint in my eyes that showed nothing
but a raw thirst- blood lust. After then, my life was more of a blur. When I was six, my
grandfather told me everything about my past. I grew stronger than ever and made
friends with an orphan girl called Zoe. She was my partner in everything I did and was
my number one inspiration for things. Meanwhile my prowess in the sword was getting
too good.

My first rendezvous with the gods was when Ares and Kartikeye, the gods of war came
to the place where I was training and gifted me a sword that could be summoned from
the magical Duat and would take many forms as my skill grew. I grasped the hilt and
received the sword. I named it Rethura.

“Any sword you touch will be a part of Rethura now” said Ares,” Its forms will show
themselves soon enough.”“Be Careful” said Kartikeye,” Strategy can bring down the
mightiest.” And saying so, both of them disappeared.

I started to get comfortable with my sword and practicing strokes and moves when
suddenly a voice sneered in my head,” That’s not how you swing a sword”.

“Huh? Now I’m hearing noises??” I thought to myself.

“I knew it that you were insane. You fathead, it’s me Kyuubi”, said the voice again.
Kyuubi. I had almost forgotten what my granddad had told me.

“Knock, Knock You there??” Kyuubi sneered, “Here, Now give me control and I’ll show
you how to spin a sword.”

“Don’t give him control” said another voice, “He’ll probably kill your family”.

“Shut Up” said Kyuubi. “You Shut Up” said the other voice.”Huh! You’re just a coward,
came slinking here didn’t you? Huh, Atlas Rover? What happened? Gods got your
tongue or what” said Kyuubi.

“GUYS! SHUTUP!” I thought. Immediately, the voices subsided. “Kyuubi, I know your
story but who are you, Atlas?” I thought. Immediately, his voice rung out in my head, “I
am the last remaining Rover and my story shall be known to you, as we have the same
stream of memories.” Saying so, he showed me his memories.

“Okay” I thought back and returned home.

My life buzzed on and I grew powerful by learning how to tap Atlas’ or Kyuubi’s powers.
Kyuubi’s soul empowered my blade skills. Whereas Atlas taught me how to use magic
and combine it with my sword attacks. Rethura took on many forms and my magic also
progressed.

One day, I learnt that as Atlas was a rover, I could tap his soul and morph into any story
character that I wanted.

Slowly but swiftly, I was considered as a threat to some of the gods. They conspired
together and hatched a dirty plan for my downfall.

On my 13th birthday, I and my friends gathered for a small get- together. Most of them
had gone and finally when Zoe and I snuffed out the candle, we felt the familiar gut
wrenching pull of a transportation spell.

Suddenly, both of us found ourselves amidst a barren wasteland.

“Where are we?” Zoe asked me. Suddenly, Kyuubi’s voice rang out in my head, “Duck”.

I ducked and heard the sharp whistle of an arrow. The arrow just touched the tips of my
hairs. I was about to thank Kyuubi when suddenly a scream pierced the stillness of the
night. It was Zoe.

I quickly rushed out to her side and prevented her from falling down. The arrow had
pierced her heart. I held her in my arms until she finally whispered her final words,”
Bye”. And with this Zoe slept off to wake up in another world.

I roared aghast. Weeping and cursing, I looked at the armies off the gods, I shouted,”
Your fight was with me yet you killed her, I’ll kill all of you”

“What do you know about death?” said a black figure with wings,” Who knows death,
than, me, Thanatos, the lord of death?” Saying so, he pointed to Zoe’s body which
dematerialized into blue stars and dissolved into the oblivion. After this, he turned to
me and sneered,” Now this is what my son will do to you. He’ll behead you and take
your soul to hell and what will you do?”

“I” I said pulling out Rethura, “I will fight.”

CHAPTER 3
THE BATTLE
The armies were closing around me. I could only hear my blood gushing in my ears. Time
seemed to slow down. Suddenly, I screamed, “This is for you Zoe” and entered the
battle.

First in line came a phalanx. I easily sidestepped and uttered a spell that consumed the
life force of the soldiers. I felt strong and happy when they slumped down. Then tapping
Kyuubi’s power, I turned them into my minions and unleashed them at their friends.

But they kept on coming, next came some giants. They were covered head to toe with
body armor and carried bows and arrows. Seeing their arrows, I was reminded of Zoe.”
This one’s for you Zoe” I muttered and thought of a nature spell. Focusing my energy, I
cast the spell. Suddenly, the ground near the giants blossomed and vines grew out of
the void enveloping the giants and sucking their essence until nothing but dust and
empty armors remained.

The soldiers were closing in on me so I thought of a plan.” Atlas, can you muster up
some wings?” I thought. “Sure, Why not?” he replied. At that moment, tendrils of white
light drew up to my back and suddenly wings of pure white shot out of my back.

“Awesome” I said as I kicked the ground and flew up.” Can I play as well?” asked
Kyuubi.” Sure why not?” I thought.

“Gorgon’s Gaze” Kyuubi shouted using my body. An unearthly green light shot out of my
eyes and bathed the armies that lingered below me. As soon as my eyesight riveted to
normal, I saw a terracotta army below me.”Cool” I said.” Thank You” replied Kyuubi.

Suddenly, all the archers aimed and fired at me.

“Stop” I said and all the arrows stopped mid air.”Return” I said and the arrows turned
and shot their respective archers.

“Hey, we make a pretty good team” I said when suddenly a fierce headache shot up in
my head. My magic flickered and suddenly my wings disappeared. I fell towards the
ground but in the nick of time, I managed to cast a cushion to break my fall.

“Hey, what’s the big idea?” I shouted at my soul mates.

“Don’t fret it, they can’t hear you. I have blocked them out”, said a cloaked figure.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I am Archibald, dark mage and son of Thanatos, the lord of death” replied the figure,
“and now we duel”.

Suddenly time came to a standstill. I saw my ghostly minions crashing into the enemies
but all of them were frozen.

“What… what happened?” I muttered.” I have frozen time to prevent disturbances”,

Archibald replied.”So let’s begin. “Dark tiger, attack” he shouted and suddenly the
ground shone with runes and a black tiger shot up from the ground. He growled
menacingly at me and pounced on me. Instinctively, I muttered, “Blast” and suddenly
Greek symbols shone on the tiger.

BLAST
Blast

And suddenly, the tiger exploded. “All right” I shouted but then the tiger bits rained on
me.”Ewwwww” I said.

“Don’t worry this is not the end” said Archibald,” Brain storm”.

Suddenly, my brain began to writhe in pain. “O...u...c...h” I muttered, “Stop.” And slowly,
the pain subsided.” Okay dude, enough” I said, “Spring forth, Titan’s blade” and Rethura
morphed into a meter long black obsidian blade. I turned and swiped at Archibald who
melted into the shadows as soon as the blade touched him.

He reformed near me and sneered,”Huh, the great Pundrikaksh could only scratch me
yet dreams of killing me”

“Who said I want to kill you?” I said. Shocked, Archibald stared at me. “Titan blade only
captures the souls of the blood it tastes so” I said pointing Rethura at him,” Your soul is
mine”.

As soon as I finished saying this, Archibald began to hover in air and shine black. A ball of
black light emerged out of his body and merged with Rethura. His body slumped down
and dissolved, leaving behind a scroll that glowed gold. I picked it up. Atlas’ voice rang
out in my head, “This is the scroll of summoning. You can use it to command and call
forth various creatures.””Cool”, I said and noticing that everyone was still frozen I asked
him,” but how do I let time flow back?”

“Simple” Atlas replied, “Imagine time to be a river.”

“Sure” I said. I thought of time as a river. I could feel it pulsing with power. The
immensity startled me. I could feel it flowing on me and sweeping away my past.

“Wow” I exclaimed. “Yeah, it is awesome. Now flow with time, and somewhere you
should feel a barrage. Destroy it”, Atlas replied.
I closed my eyes and felt myself submitting to the currents. They drifted me away until I
could feel a sort of barrage. The force of time here was great. It felt like as if I was
drowning.

“Quake” I shouted and Greek symbols began to shine on a structure I had yet not
noticed- a dam.

QUAKE
Quake

The ground started shaking and the dam started crumbling down. I could feel the
stream of time flowing on its natural course again.

I concentrated and opened my eyes. Everything was moving again. Suddenly, a pang of
weakness gripped me. I dropped to my knees. My vision was tinged with red. This was
not a good sign.

“What’s happening?” I asked Atlas, panting.” Nothing good.” Atlas replied, “Your body
cannot sustain under this immense magical and physical strain.”

I staggered to my feet. I could feel my control on my body slipping away.

“Stay put” Kyuubi said to me.”I got it” said Atlas, “Tap my power and imagine that you
are any fantasy character and do it quick because I don’t have much power left.”

I closed my eyes and thought of a machine- a Transformer. Armored gauntlets that

could absorb energy, dragon skates, plasma guns in my arms, auto lock aiming, a high
powered metabolic healing, I thought of everything of fantasy I could and made an
ultimate fighting machine.

“Now” I shouted and a blue light started creeping up me. I could feel my whole body
mechanizing, my skin turning into armor, blood into plasma etc. The blue light made a
sphere around me and exploded into an energy wave so powerful that the nearest
soldiers skidded back.

My eyes shone blue. “Awesome” I said. I put my fists on the ground and prayed,” Oh,
mother Gaea, you who nurtures everyone. Grant me energy.” A green light started to
rise from the earth and grow on me. I felt as if I had drunk twenty cups of espresso
coffee.

I reared my arms and they transformed into guns. I started shooting into the army that
surrounded me. Suddenly, I remembered a move Kyuubi had taught me. I transformed
my hands back and concentrated on the spell. Then, focusing my energy, I drove my fist
through the earth. As expected the spirit of the beast, a massive demon rose behind me,
and did the same, sending shockwaves throughout the ground. I continued doing this
when finally; I felt my weakness catching up on me.

Seeing a good opportunity, the soldiers moved in me and drove their swords through
me. Then they flung me to a side. Lapped in my own blood, I staggered. I was feeling
weird. Powerful and greedy, especially greedy, my wounds started closing immediately
and the swords melted into me. Suddenly, a black figure materialized in front of me,
Thanatos. I shouted at him,” Your son’s dead” and even I didn’t know why, but I started
laughing like a maniac. “What???” Thanatos cried out and started sobbing.

Heheheheh, I started sniggering. I had made a god cry. Maybe that wasn’t good.

Thanatos started getting a grip on himself. Then he shouted,” God or no god, I am going
to kill you.” Saying this, he started becoming a hurricane of black and swept through me.

It was like being pounded by a car crusher. I felt death’s hug. I felt all my bones cracking
and soon, I crumbled into a heap. Thanatos reappeared, “See this is the price of being
good. So, where is your father? Where is Poseidon, huh, when his son falls? Do not
support the gods. They are a dying breed like you.” And saying so Thanatos raised a
meter long scythe and was about to drive it through me, when suddenly a geyser of
water shot up beneath him and swatted him away. Then it pooled around me and swept
into me, healing my wounds. I felt revived and suddenly a deep grave voice spoke out,”
Son, let Kyuubi taste blood.”

“What did that mean?” I thought to myself. The geyser shut out and Thanatos
reappeared.” Your father might have saved you once, but you shall still die” he
screamed and swiped at my arm. I ducked but he was still able to deliver an inch long
scar on my arm. It started to bleed. I thought of Kyuubi and told him to take over.
Suddenly, a very delicious smell came to up my nostrils. I looked at my arm and had an
urge to lick it. I touched my blood with my tongue and then started lapping it up. I stood
up and unleashed an Armageddon on the army. Thanatos melted before the attack hit
him, but his cronies weren’t so lucky. The whole army melted into a puddle of blood.

And like a maniac, I started to drink the blood. If only I could get more.

Thanatos reappeared. He said,” Join me and we will rule. We will throw down the
gods.””Sorry” I said and concentrated on Shiva’s Trident which immediately materialized
in my hand,” but I am a part of a god” and saying so I threw the trident towards him.
The trident sliced his scythe into two and disappeared. He sneered at me and said,” I
shall destroy everyone who knows about your powers. So until next time.” Saying so, he
burst into a flock of black birds which flew away.

I gasped and took back control from Kyuubi. “Thanatos will attack everyone who knows
about your powers” said Atlas.” I Know. I’m not deaf” I shouted back.” If he will attack
the people who know of my powers, then no one will know” I said. Mustering the last of
my energy, I cast a memory wipe which would make everyone forget about my powers
and Zoe. All my family, each of my friends would forget my powers. As soon as I cast the
spell, again I felt the gut wrench of a transportation spell. The air left my body and
finally, I lost the battle with my body.
 CHAPTER 3
THE END
I could feel it. My body could no longer anchor my soul. My lungs had stopped working.
My heartbeats were minimal. I lay gasping on my bed. Shiva had reversed time and laid
me on my bed, so no one knew of my absence due to the battle. I lay staggering, until
finally my sister noticed that I was in pain. She aroused my parents, who quickly took me
to our family doctor, Mr. N.K. Biswas. He consulted that I be transferred to a hospital as
soon as possible. At the hospital, I was set up in the ICU.

There was death all around me. I could feel it. Many needles were poked into me. I was
put in a ventilator. My time was coming. I imagined how it would feel dying. Then
suddenly, it happened. I was looking at my body from a bird’s eye. My soul me was held
by two black angels-Thanatos’ minions. Thanatos himself appeared in front of me. “Back
so soon, huh, Pundrikaksh?” he said. Saying so, he pointed at my body on which black
tendrils began to grow, absorbing the tiniest parts of my soul. I felt it. Those tendrils
boring through me, dissolving me into oblivion. I forgot who I was.

“Get a grip” I heard Kyuubi’s voice.

Yes. A grip. I remembered who I was. I was Pundrikaksh, the unifier. The crusader
against evil, the son of Poseidon, the avatar of Shiva, the destroyer. Something clicked
inside me. Something like death was not going to get me so easily.

I felt my defenses strengthening. The black tendrils started to purge out. A bright light
shone on me like a spotlight. I said to Thanatos,” Go back to your lair; I’m not coming
with you.”

Meanwhile, the doctors were shocking me to revive me and suddenly, I slipped back
into my body.

I woke up, gave a watery grin and slept off.

However, something bad had happened. To revive me, the doctors had shocked me so
much that 80% of my lungs were destroyed. I could die at any moment.

After I was discharged, I no longer felt good. I forgot what it was to be human. I couldn’t
function well in the society. I crafted a false me for others and inside me the darkness
and blood lust kept on growing. My mom noticed this and she sent me to a hostel in
Rajasthan. Lala Kamlapat Singhania Education Centre, Gotan to be precise.

At that time I was a bit reluctant to start afresh. But then it grew painful for me to live in
a place where no one fully knew me. So I packed my bags and flew from Kolkata to
Jaipur. From where I went to my maternal grandparents house in Jodhpur. After a few
days rest, I went straight to my new home. LKSEC. In Kyuubi’s words, this was gonna be
a hell of a ride.
 CHAPTER 4
A NEW BEGINNING
The day I went to LKSEC for the first time, for my admission, I went there with my
granddad. I felt sad that the man who had told me about everything didn’t know
anything now. Well then, we met with our school’s principal, Mr. R.C. Joshi. The
moment I saw him, my vision could see his incredibly strong aura. He was very
comfortable to be with. He quizzed me on a few things then took us to show us the
whole campus. The campus was awesome. The school has four houses for senior boys
(Kabir, Ashoka, Vivekanand and Tagore), five for the juniors (Abhimanyu-A, B, C; Dhruv,
Prahlad) and two for the girls (Narmada and Kaveri). The campus is spread out and has
many trees. The main school has two buildings- the junior school and senior school.

After the tour, a written test was conducted. With the aid of Atlas, I finished the paper
and secured my admission. My house was to be Kabir.

Kabir House has a single dormitory housing 28 students of class IX, 10 rooms for X
housing 40 students, 7 rooms for XI and 9 rooms for XII. We have three house masters-
Mr. H.O. Sharma, Mr. Arun Mishra and Mr. P. Somusundaram. As soon as I reached my
dorm, I made friends with the following guys, Aditya Arora, Meet Kundariya, Ramdev
Rathore and many more. It had been a long night so I just released a few scouts and
called it a day.

Well, I had been one week late to report, so I had also lost a week of school. So just the
day next, I had to go straight and guess what I found lurking for me. No, it wasn’t a
monster; it was a thing all students dread- an English Test.

Our English teacher, Mr. Achal Deep Dubey, gave the whole class 10 minutes to revise.
Huh, Revise. A small note to you all non-mmm, I don’t know what to call myself, but
when you’re like me, you learn the shortcut.

“Atlas” I thought to him.”Yeah” a sleepy voice replied.”I need help”.”Oh yeah, here”
Atlas replied.

I asked my classmate for his book and put my hand on it. Using Atlas’ Fantasy power, I
thought of miniature bots, readers flowing through my arms and into the pages.
Consuming each letter synthesizing each major point, recoding the entire book into a
singular strand of memory which filled my brain, so English Grammar eliminated. All in
10 seconds. After some time, Achal sir started the test. It was easy. When you have the
whole book open in your eyes everything seems easy.
After the test was done and Achal sir started checking the copies, he quizzed me orally
to see if I had been copying from the book or what. But, as it turned out, I answered all
his questions easily. Impressed, he offered me a membership to the English Club.
Thinking that maybe this could be a way I could finally function in the society, I
accepted.

That day, I made a lot of other friends and good impressions on teachers.

The day passed smoothly but the night didn’t. I tossed and turned in my bed. I wanted
to taste blood. Really bad, I just wanted it, I wouldn’t even mind killing the person
sleeping right next to me, Divyans. Rethura morphed into my hand taking the form of a
small dagger. I was just about to drive it through his heart when I got a grip on myself.

Not killing. Killing doesn’t solve anything. Organized killing would quiet my urges. Tame
Kyuubi’s lust.

I went to the bathroom. Washed my face, took out some bad clothes from my cupboard
and dressed. Then I cast a simple spell and made a laptop with internet for me.
Strapping it to my shoulders, I cast a transportation spell which took me to my well
planned hunting grounds- the liquor stores.

My plan was very simple- I would hunt out drunkards who had lost social interaction. I
would close in on them. Then hack out governmental records, bank statements and
destroy every piece of evidence that pointed to the fact that the person existed.

Easy Peasy.

I closed in on a drunk who was sitting out the shop. Tapping Atlas’ powers, I ran a bot
search on the person. Consuming his memories, his life. His addiction, his hopes. His
past, present and future.

The guy’s name was Parv. Funny, I had a senior with the same name who hated me. Ah
well. This Parv was a divorcee with two kids. His wife had thrown him out. Having a huge
savings account, the guy could still drink even though he had been fired. The charges,
drinking and then abusing his female colleagues. Funny.

I had armed myself already. A single shot of tranquilizer would shut his trap and make it
easy for me to transport him. I shot it into his neck and propped him up so that it looked
as if he was walking. Then I cast another spell and took him to the battlefield. This was
gonna be fun. I cut him into small pieces and watched the blood pool. I loved it. I drank
my fill and burned out the whole body. Then I wiped my blade clean and destroyed my
clothes as well. Then I remembered that tomorrow, I had early morning P.T.

Rats, I needed to get back to my bed and fast.

It was already 3:00 am. I cast my spell and materialized in the bathroom section.
Dissolving Rethura in the Duat, I rushed and closed my eyes.

No one needed to know that I was a killer.

But before I closed my eyes, I thought I saw Ayush Agarwal’s eyes fixing on me. Just a
hunch, I guess. I loved the new me. I loved the blood lust.

Well, slowly I got used to lying to the school crowd. I made good friends. They thought I
was a bit weird but I was. Slowly, I made friends with two people who would change my
lives, Devesh Nakra and Apoorv Gupta.

Slowly, Achal sir gave me my first assignment as a member of the English Club. I was to
surf the internet and get some data on Shakespeare for his birth anniversary. I was to
work under Mr. S. B. Choudhary. Well it was easy, tapping Atlas; I sent out bots into the
World Wide Web and fished out the data. Each of his plays formed a part of my digital
database. It was beautiful. Romeo, Juliet, The tempest. They formed me.

I showed my progress to Achal Sir. He seemed happy about it as well.

The rest of the days were a blur. It was the same routine. Making friends, making
friends etc.

Well, I made friends with Adarsh as well who was good at chemistry. Using him as a
source, I got a role to play in the chemistry exhibition, and my partner was Saket Saraf.

As I was part alchemist as well, I could well figure out what I had to do, but once in a
pyrotechnic experiment, I caused a minor explosion that clouded the whole lab.

Well, after the final exhibition, The summer holidays commenced.

This is just the beginning I am writing more please comment.