Dvesas
Gayatri Transfer

What's the matter?” ask Rupika panic.

A horde of soldiers who were famous as trained soldiers came to face Gayatri. They read Gayatri's transfer warrant. Without saying much, Gayatri asked her servants to prepare her needs. Gayatri was only allowed to take Gunjana with her.

That night Gayatri left the women's ward, resentment and anger began to ignite in her chest. When they came out of the palace, Gayatri swore that Siddarth and his descendants should pay for what they had done.

Gayatri arrived at the edge of the city in question. There is an old house that looks unkempt, like it has been left for a long time by its owner. There was dust left, Gayatri was sure this place had just been cleaned.

A sneaky smile was on Gayatri's face, Siddarth did not consider his threat as nonsense. It was Jhanvi and the baby she contained that made Siddarth weak.

“Well Siddarth, if I have no children then Jhanvi or any other woman in this world who becomes your wife or concubine will feel the same thing” inner Gayatri.

“Mistress, your bed is ready please rest” said Gunjana scared.

“Gunjana, if you mind being my servant you can leave me alone” Gayatri said.

“Life I feel guilty for what befell you, I will risk anything to make amends I” Gunjana is back on his knees before Gayatri while clasping both his hands on her head.

“What can you bet to make up for your mistakes? Money, power, or what? You're even poorer than ku” Gayatri said staring cynically at Gunjana.

“My life is yours madam” said Gunjana trembling.

“Really? Siddarth will slash your head if I tell him this” Gayatri smiled cunningly while lifting Gunjana's chin with her index finger.

“Do as I say, if you make a little mistake then your life is at stake” threatened Gayatri.

The current Gayatri was not the weak Gayatri as seen in the palace, this time the Gayatri was filled with black fog. The anger that had covered his compassion before him was only darkness and anger that was ready to destroy anyone and anything that stood in his way.

That night Gunjana tried to fall asleep, while Gayatri had been wearing a black saree. Her hair was left unruly, she covered her entire body with ashes taken from the burning site.

Gayatri sat cross-legged in the corner of the room and began to meditate. He closed his eyes, sharpened his hearing and began to rub his mind. Hungry stomach held, feet that began to tingle left even he did not heed the voices that called his name.

Slowly the sound began to drift away and disappear. His feet were numb and his ears could hear the breath coming out of his nose. His body became lighter and fresher yet he refused to open his eyes. Is this real death? Gayatri wondered in her heart. No, he can't die until his revenge is avenged. Gayatri forcibly opened her face and found herself on a snow-covered mountain. Among the mountains was a temple, Gayatri heard a melodious voice singing and tried to follow the voice.

Gayatri who was barefoot on the rocks of the mountain. A wisp of wind pierced his skin, cold. Gayatri was getting closer to the sound of people singing and there was a green land between the mountains. The voice is gone. All that seems is a clear river and its contents.

This place seems familiar, Gayatri thought. Day and night pass by so quickly. A few days in that place Gayatri felt herself getting older. His nails and hair began to grow. His face began to show increasingly clear strokes. After a long search for the origin of the sound Gayatri realized he was in Kailas. The residence of Mahadeva and his wife Parvati.

Gayatri was more and more eager to find where Mahadeva was so that if God helped him solve his inner problems, but Mahadeva was never seen before him. Until one day the earth shook, there were explosions everywhere the beautiful scenery in front of him turned barren and airy. It looked like a giant, its body was black, its eyes were lit up, its long hair was unraveling without direction. He had eight hands each of which were swords, trident, clams and other weapons drenched in strands. His tongue was sticking out, his skull necklace swaying as he walked. The stomping of his feet was able to shake the entire realm. He ran towards Gayatri, getting closer, closer, and .

Gayatri. Your mistress is okay? Tanya Gunjana's worried.

“You have been meditating for one week without eating and drinking”

Gayatri did not believe what she had just been through.

“I'm thirsty and hungry” said Gayatri weakly.

“Wash your body mistress before dinner” Gunjana thrusting a basin of warm water. Gayatri saw her reflection in the water. His face was exactly like a giant chasing after him. Wash his face until the water in the container becomes brown and turbid.

It's time, Inner Gayatri.