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Amish is an author, columnist and diplomat. All rights reserved. Share Share Share Share Share. Shiva had decreed that Daksha would henceforth be known as Emperor of India. His name would not only be taken first during prayers at the royal court at Devagiri, but also at Ayodhya.
Thus Daksha had at least one of his dreams fulfilled: Being Emperor of India. Content, Daksha had returned to Devagiri in triumph. The ever pragmatic Dilipa was delighted that despite losing the war with the Suryavanshis, for all practical purposes, he retained his empire and his independence. That was brilliant. May have worked too, but for the valour of Drapaku. If he had done that, we would not have discovered the troop movement. Our delayed response would have ensured that we would have lost the war.
And therefore, not by most Swadweepan kings or generals either. They believed he would have taken the soldiers, escaped to Ayodhya and declared himself Emperor.
Why does Dilipa not trust his own son? It was said that because he took a hundred thousand soldiers away, they lost the war. Somebody help, Prince Bhagirath! A near certain death.
Shiva jumped onto his horse and charged towards him with Veerbhadra in tow. It was a long distance, but the gentle slope helped Shiva and Veerbhadra make up the expanse quickly. He was impressed that Bhagirath seemed calm and focussed, despite facing a life threatening situation. Bhagirath was pulling hard on his reins, trying to slow his horse down. But his action agitated the horse even further. It picked up more speed.
All his training told him letting the reins go was the stupidest thing to do when a horse was out of control. Let it go! At this moment, his instinct told him to forget his training and trust this barbarian from Tibet.
Bhagirath let go. Much to his surprise, the horse immediately slackened. Shiva rode in close. Then he began to sing a strange tune. The horse gradually started calming down, reducing its speed to a canter. The cliff was coming close. Very close. The prince kept his control, staying on the horse, while Shiva kept singing. Slowly but surely, Shiva was gaining control. Bhagirath and Shiva immediately dismounted as Veerbhadra rode in. Bhagirath turned back to Shiva, frowning. Bhagirath was shocked.
The inference was obvious. Shiva pulled the nail out, handing it to Bhagirath. Are you all right? Tell him that the Neelkanth has yet to see a man with greater control over an animal, even when the odds were stacked so desperately against him.
Tell him the Neelkanth requests the honour of Prince Bhagirath accompanying him to Kashi. This was probably the only way of keeping Bhagirath safe from the unknown threat to his life. The companion immediately went down on his knee. He had come across people who plotted against him, people who took credit for his ideas, people who sabotaged him. But this This was unique. He turned to his companion. But blood justifies her actions. Even if it is to take my own life.
I am not about to ask you to commit suicide right after having worked strenuously to save your life. Sit beside me. The sound carries a little better there! Shiva had made him in-charge of the expedition to Kashi.
Parvateshwar, with his typical Suryavanshi efficiency, had seen to the arrangements within a week. The contingent was to travel east down the Sarayu on royal boats, to the city of Magadh, where the river merged into the mighty Ganga. From there, they would turn west to sail up the Ganga to Kashi, the city where the supreme light shines.
Parvateshwar had been inundated with inane requests from some of the Ayodhya nobility who were taking the opportunity to travel with the Neelkanth. He did plan to honour some strange appeals, like one from a superstitious nobleman who wanted his boat to leave exactly thirty two minutes after the beginning of the third prahar.
Others he had flatly refused, such as a request from another nobleman for his boat to be staffed only by women. The General was quite sure that Anandmayi must also have some special arrangements she wanted made. Like carrying a ship hold of milk for her beauty baths! The Captain was back shortly. You can look up. Anandmayi was lying on her stomach next to a picture window overlooking the royal gardens. Anandmayi only had one piece of cloth draped loosely from her lower back to her upper thighs.
The rest of her, a feast for his eyes. Parvateshwar blushed a deep red, his head bowed, eyes turned away. To Anandmayi, he appeared to be like the rare cobra male that bows his head to its mate at the beginning of their mating dance, as though accepting the superiority of its partner.
It is allowed. It did not appear as though Anandmayi had misunderstood his intentions. A little further south down the Sarayu is the spot where Lord Ram had stopped with his Guru Vishwamitra and brother Lakshman on his way to slay the demon Tadaka. It is the spot where Maharishi Vishwamitra taught Lord Ram the arts of Bal and Atibal, the fabled route to eternal good health and freedom from hunger and thirst.
I would like to halt there and offer a puja to the Lord. I will make the arrangements. Would you need any special provisions? An honest heart is all that is needed for a prayer to reach the Lord.
He growled softly. She was not getting the reaction that she had desired. She sighed loudly and shook her head. What should have been a super-fast five ship convoy had turned into a lethargic fifty ship caravan.
The straightforward Parvateshwar had found it difficult to deny the convoluted logic of the Chandravanshi nobility. Therefore, Shiva was delighted that Bhagirath had found an ingenious method to cut down the numbers. Craftily, he had suggested to one noble that he should rush to Kashi and set up a welcoming committee for the Neelkanth, and thus gain favour with the powerful Lord. Seeing one noble hustle away, many others had followed, in a mad dash to be the first to herald the arrival of the Neelkanth at Kashi.
Within hours, the convoy had been reduced to the size that Shiva desired. The puja platform had been set up some fifty metres from the riverbank. It was believed that anyone who conducted this prayer with full devotion would never be inflicted with disease. Others like Nandi, Veerbhadra, Drapaku, Krittika and the men of the joint SuryavanshiChandravanshi brigade sat a little further back.
The earnest Brahmin was reciting Sanskrit shlokas in the exact same intonations that had been taught to him by his Guru. Sati was uneasy. She had an uncomfortable feeling that someone was watching her.
For some strange reason, she felt intense hatred directed at her. Along with that she also felt boundless love and profound sadness. Confused, she opened her eyes. She turned her head to her left. Every single person had his eyes closed, in accordance with the guidelines of this particular puja.
She then turned to the right and started as she saw Shiva gazing directly at her. Sati frowned at her husband, gesturing with her eyes that he should concentrate on his prayers. Shiva, however, pursed his lips together and blew her a kiss. A startled Sati frowned even more. Her Suryavanshi sensibilities felt offended at such frivolous behaviour, which she considered a violation of the code.
Shiva pouted like a spoilt child, closed his eyes and turned towards the fire. Sati turned too, eyes closed, allowing herself a slight smile at the fact that she had been blessed with an adoring husband.
But she still felt she was being watched. Stared at intently. With his enemies out of sight, the Naga emerged from the trees. He walked briskly to the place where the Brahmin had just conducted the puja. He was followed by the Queen of the Nagas and a hundred armed men. They stopped at a polite distance from the Naga, leaving him alone. Karkotak, Prime Minister to the Queen of the Nagas, looked up at the sky, judging the time. Then he looked disconcertedly at the Naga in the distance.
He wondered why the Lord of the People, as the Naga was referred to in his lands, was so interested in this particular puja.
The Lord had far greater powers and knowledge. Some even considered him better than the Naga Queen. She had to admit that her Prime Minister was right. The Nagas had to return to their capital quickly. There was little time to waste. The issue of medical support to the Brangas would come up again. She knew that the severe cost of that support was turning many Nagas against the alliance with the Brangas, especially the peace-loving ones who wanted to live their ostracised lives quietly, calling it a product of their bad karma.
And without the alliance, her vengeance was impossible. More importantly, she could not desert the Brangas in their hour of need when they had been unflinchingly loyal to her. On the other hand, she could not abandon her nephew, the Lord of the People. He was troubled; the presence of that vile woman had disturbed his usual calm demeanour. He was taking unnecessary risks. Like the idiotic attack on Sati and Shiva at the Ramjanmabhoomi temple.
What if he had been killed? Or worse, caught alive? He had justified it later as an attempt to draw Sati out of Ayodhya, as capturing her within the city was impossible. For what it was worth, he had succeeded in drawing her out on a voyage to Kashi. But she was accompanied by her husband and a whole brigade. It was impossible to kidnap her. The Queen saw her nephew move slightly. She stepped forward a little distance, motioning for Karkotak and the men to remain behind.
The Naga had taken out a knife from a newly built hold on his belt. It was the knife Sati had flung at him at the Ramjanmabhoomi temple. He looked at it longingly, letting the blade run up his thumb.
Its sharp edge cut his skin lightly. He shook his head angrily, dug the knife hard into the sand and turned around to walk towards the Queen. He stopped abruptly. Oddly hesitant. Let it go. Indecision weighed heavy on him. The men in the distance were shocked to see their Lord in such a weak state. He picked it up carefully, held it reverentially to his forehead and put it back into his side hold. The Queen snorted in disgust and turned around, signalling Karkotak to come forward.
She knew she had no choice. She would have to leave her nephew with bodyguards, while she herself would ride out towards Panchavati, her capital. What rubbish! It carries a very important individual, the most important in the land. Siamantak turned to look nervously at the massive ship that carried the Neelkanth.
Shiva was standing on the balustrade with Parvateshwar and Bhagirath. Siamantak was aware that Shiva wanted to stop at Magadh. He had expressed a desire to visit the Narsimha temple on the outskirts of the city.
Siamantak did not want to disappoint the Neelkanth. However, if he paid portage charges for the ship, it would set a dangerous precedent. It would open a can of worms with all the river port kingdoms across the empire.
The negotiations with Andhak were delicate. The law is the law. Any ship that ports at Magadh has to pay portage. Why should Emperor Dilipa be worried about a small fee of one thousand gold coins? It is the principle. So please pay up.
He must be insisting that the law of portage charges be followed. Siamantak cannot allow any ship owned by my father to pay portage. Andhak is an idiot. But he does not do justice to that name. Fast and easy ePub. Dating Profiles ePub. PDF Down Styphon! Kalvan Saga ePub. Kelly ePub.But evil is rising again, more potent than ever. A whole nation is dying. Another, suffering for no fault the secret of nagas pdf free download in english its own. Everyone is suspect: new friends, old allies and even his philosopher guides. At every corner, Shiva finds evidence of Naga activity. A crown prince is murdered. A people held to ransom for a miracle drug made only by the Nagas. Shiva searches for the truth in a land of deadly mysteries — only to find that nothing is what it seems. Book 2 of the Shiva trilogy takes up from the point where Shiva is dashing to save Sati at the end of The Immortals of Meluha. Does he succeed? His archenemy the secret of nagas pdf free download in english to be winning every encounter. But then, neither are the Suryavanshis. So who or what is evil? And who is the mysterious Naga that stalks his family? The secret of nagas pdf free download in english does he want? What is The Secret of the Nagas? Toggle navigation. Click to choose a book. Synopsis Today, he is a God. Chapter Download The Gates of Branga. Paperback eBook Audio Book. About Amish. Amish is an author, columnist and diplomat. All rights reserved. Free the secret of the nagas pdf free download in english PDF Book Download Link from onoroff.biz, in Books. Secret Of The Nagas (Shiva Trilogy) By Amish Online epub, pdf, mobi Ebook Free Download Get Latest The Secret Of The Nagas (Shiva Trilogy Book-2) Date:Fri Dec 31 ; Publisher:Westland; Language:English; Readers Amish does not disappoint. The Secret of the Nagas is furiously packed with action and intrigue and leaves the reader guessing – Outlook. Download File. 2-The Secret of the Nagas. File Size: kb. File Type: pdf. Download File. 3-The Oath of the Vayuputras. File Size: kb. File Type: pdf. Free Download Ebooks PDF Online The Secret of the Nagas (Shiva Trilogy) PDF by . bergren god gave us easter brdbk hardcover - by Book, Download PDF. trilogy ser the secret of the nagas the. shiva trilogy book trailer 1 sati. the secret of the nagas pdf. amish tripathi. the secret of the nagas read online free by shiva trilogy 2. download the secret of the nagas shiva trilogy pdf for. 10 in amish tripathi author books english leave a ment updated june 2. The Secret Of The Nagas by Amish Tripathi free download. The Immortals Of MeluhaAmishFree EbooksPdfDesign. More information Saved by Daksh Sharma. Chapter Download. ACP_PDF 2_file_document. The Gates of Branga. The Secret of the Nagas is the second book of the Shiva Trilogy, the sequel to the No 1 national bestseller, The Immortals of Meluha. Shiva's hunt for the Naga. the secret of nagas pages. In a journey that will take him across the length and breadth of ancient India, Shiva searches for the truth in a land of deadly mysteries - only to find that nothing is what it seems. The story takes place in the imaginary land of Meluha and narrates how the inhabitants of that land are saved from their wars by a nomad named Shiva. Examining the Moon from both scientific and esoteric perspectives, Proud shows the Moon is not a cold, dead rock but a rich, fascinating world just as alive as Earth. The nagas are a deformed race of warriors with exceptional fighting skills, whose motives are hidden. DMCA and Copyright : The book is not hosted on our servers, to remove the file please contact the source url. This book also reveals the existence of deities or Devas and Devis on divine planes of higher vibratory levels, the rituals and customs in various Shakti cults and temples and thoughts on esoteric Hinduism. If you see a Google Drive link instead of source url, means that the file witch you will get after approval is just a summary of original book or the file has been already removed. See what's new with book lending at the Internet Archive. Will Shiva and Sati's marriage survive, when the line between friend and foe becomes blurred? While modern scientists experiment with matter, ancient rishis were also considered scientists whose area of expertise was the human mind and soul. Even the perfect empire of Meluha hides a terrible secret. The sinister Naga warrior has killed his friend Brahaspati and now stalks his wife Sati.