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The Eternal Lover: A Curse God's Quest for Love (Chapter 2)
Chapter 2: A JOURNEY OF A WARRIOR
Before reading this please read previous chapter for better understanding... Read all chapters on #curse_god
After a few days, Anang went to Gurukul. The Gurukul was situated in the middle of the forest. There was a river flowing beside the Gurukul. An ashram is typically a serene and peaceful place located in the midst of nature, away from the hustle and bustle of city life. The ashram of Rishi Vashistha, where Lord Ram did his education, would have likely been no exception.
The ashram would have been surrounded by lush greenery, with tall trees and plants providing shade and shelter to those who sought refuge there. The river flowing beside the ashram would have added to the beauty of the place, its gentle currents providing a soothing background sound.
The ashram itself would have been a simple structure, made from natural materials like wood and stone. It may have had several rooms for the students to live in, as well as an area for studying and performing religious rituals. There may have also been a garden or courtyard where students could meditate and practice yoga.
The atmosphere in the ashram would have been one of peace and tranquility, with the students and their teachers living a simple and ascetic lifestyle. They would have spent their days studying, meditating, and performing religious rituals, all with the aim of attaining spiritual enlightenment and living a life of virtue and righteousness.
Rishi Vashistha gave him lots of lessons about life and taught him about Vedic scriptures, about how this world became and the story about Lord Ram and Ravana and Lord Shiva too.
It was a beautiful day when Rishi Vashistha asked Anang to pick his weapon. Lots of weapons were lying on a table, including a bow and arrow, gada, spear, and swords. Anang was confused about what to choose. Rishi Vashistha told him, "Listen, kid, choose carefully. What you choose depends on your inner strength. This is not just a weapon, but it's also a part of your life. Just like you wear clothes, you should also wear this weapon. From now on, you will focus only on one weapon, and you'll work with one weapon. This weapon has the potential to destroy good and bad. It depends upon you what you choose."
After listening to this, Anang decided to choose a sword. Rishi Vashistha said, "So you choose swords. It's good for your self-defense, and from now on, you'll do training only with swords. You have to become a master of swords, just like the master of archery is Lord Ram, the master of Sudarshan Chakra is Lord Vishnu, and the master of Trishul is Lord Shiva. Now it's your turn."
Anang was thrilled to start his training with swords, and he knew it was going to be challenging. He asked Rishi Vashistha, "Guruji, how can I become a master of sword."
Rishi Vashistha replied, "Anang, becoming a master requires discipline, dedication, and determination. You must train every day and practice the techniques I teach you until they become second nature. You must also focus on your inner strength and develop a clear mind and a pure heart. Remember that the sword is not just a weapon; it is an extension of your body and your spirit."
Anang was determined to become a skilled warrior and wield the sword with precision and strength. His training began with basic techniques, such as holding the sword correctly and moving it in different directions. He practiced these movements repeatedly, until they became second nature to him.
As he progressed, his training became more intense. He practiced sparring with his fellow students, learning to anticipate their moves and counter them with his own. He also practiced with weighted swords to build his strength and endurance.
Anang's training took place outdoors, in the midst of nature. He would start his training in the early morning, when the sun was just rising and the air was still cool and fresh. He would stretch his muscles and then begin his sword practice, moving fluidly and gracefully with the weapon.
As the days passed, Anang's skill with the sword grew, and his movements became more precise and powerful. He could feel his muscles getting stronger and his reflexes getting faster. He learned to trust his instincts and react quickly to any situation.
Despite the changing weather and heavy rain, Anang continued his training without interruption. He knew that to become a skilled warrior, he had to be disciplined and determined, even in the face of adversity. And with each passing day, he felt that he was one step closer to achieving his goal.
One day, after months of training, Anang asked Rishi Vashistha, "Guruji, when will I be ready to receive Lord Ram's sword?"
Rishi Vashistha replied, "Anang, the sword is not something that can be given lightly. It must be earned through hard work and devotion. You are still young, and you have much to learn. But if you continue to train with dedication and determination, you will one day become worthy of the sword."
Anang nodded, knowing that he still had a long way to go. But he was not discouraged; instead, he felt more motivated than ever to continue his training and become a master of swords like Lord Ram.
The days passed, and Anang continued his training with unwavering determination. The weather in the gurukul gradually improved, and the sun started to shine again. Anang could feel the warmth of the sun on his skin as he trained, and he knew that he was one step closer to his goal.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years, but Anang didn't stop himself from training. He trained in the summer, rainy, and winter seasons, along with practicing meditation to control his inner demon. He became a calm and obedient child who followed his guruji's orders.
After ten years of hard training, Anang turned 15 years old and had become strong, but he knew it was still not enough to become worthy. One cool morning, Guruji asked Anang to go into the forest and gather some woods for cooking. Anang took his swords for self-defense as the forest was filled with lots of animals like lions and tigers.
Anang ventured into the jungle to gather dry wood for cooking, but due to the rain from the previous night, the wood he initially found was damp. He persisted and walked deeper into the forest, covering a distance of about 4 to 5 kilometers before coming across a patch of dry wood. He then began collecting the wood, taking his time to ensure that he had enough for his needs.
After gathering the dry wood, Anang skillfully tied them together with a rope to make them easier to carry. He knew that by doing this, he would be able to transport the wood back to the gurukul without any difficulty or inconvenience and decided to start making his way back to the gurukul.
As Anang made his way back to the gurukul with the wood on his back, he heard a loud scream for help coming from a distance. Without hesitation, he followed the sound and soon found himself in the presence of several groups of girls being chased by a fierce lion. Anang knew he had to act fast to save the girls from the lion's deadly claws.
With his swords in hand and the pile of wood still tied to his back, Anang charged towards the lion. The beast increased its speed and jumped into the air with its sharp claws ready to attack the girls. But Anang was not intimidated, and he quickly grabbed several pieces of wood from the pile and attacked the lion's face. The lion was hurt, and the pile of wood fell to the ground as a result.
Standing protectively in front of the girls, Anang drew his swords to face the lion. One of the girls asked him" Are you going to kill the lion?" Anang replied without looking at her, "Yes."
The girl again said, "Please don't kill the lion." Anang felt his heart touched when he looked back to see the girls. He saw three girls, but his eyes got stuck on one girl who was beautiful, and his heart started beating faster. She had long, dark hair that fell in soft waves around her face, and her eyes were like pools of liquid amber.
Anang was staring at her when suddenly one girl said, They gazed into each other's eyes, and it felt like time had stopped. Other girls interpreted bt saying "Hey, see the lion is coming." Anang threw his swords and picked up a thick wood to attack the lion's face. He attacked so hard that the lion fell to the ground, creating a distance between him and the girls.
The lion went back into the forest, and the girls were relieved. Anang saw that the woods had fallen on the ground here and there, and he thought to himself, "Oh my lord, I need to pick up the woods again, and it's too late. If I don't reach gurukul on time, then Guruji will punish me, and I will go hungry again." Anang started picking up the woods again, and the girls saw this, so they decided to help him.
Anang saw them, but his eyes were fixed only on that girl with beautiful hair and a beautiful face. He started picking up the woods slowly, distracted by the girl's beauty. The girl also noticed Anang, their eyes met again. Anang felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his body as their eyes locked, and he knew in that moment that he had to see her again. The girl smiled shyly, and Anang felt his heart skip a beat. It was like time had slowed down, and everything around them faded away and he felt shy and started picking up the woods again.
After that, Anang knotted the woods and carried them on his back. He said, "Thank you," and in a hurried voice, asked the girls to go home safely. The girls also tried to say thank you, but Anang rushed through the gurukul. The girls felt something unique in Anang
The girl noticed that Anang had left his swords in the forest, so she picked them up and went home.
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Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Your feedback is very important to me, and I would love to hear your suggestions and opinions on my story. What did you like about the story? What did you dislike? Your honest feedback will help me improve my writing skills and create better stories for you to enjoy.
So please, do not hesitate to share your valuable opinion with me. I am open to constructive criticism and appreciate all feedback, positive or negative.
Thank you once again for your time and support.
@spring22
© Anurag Tiwari
Before reading this please read previous chapter for better understanding... Read all chapters on #curse_god
After a few days, Anang went to Gurukul. The Gurukul was situated in the middle of the forest. There was a river flowing beside the Gurukul. An ashram is typically a serene and peaceful place located in the midst of nature, away from the hustle and bustle of city life. The ashram of Rishi Vashistha, where Lord Ram did his education, would have likely been no exception.
The ashram would have been surrounded by lush greenery, with tall trees and plants providing shade and shelter to those who sought refuge there. The river flowing beside the ashram would have added to the beauty of the place, its gentle currents providing a soothing background sound.
The ashram itself would have been a simple structure, made from natural materials like wood and stone. It may have had several rooms for the students to live in, as well as an area for studying and performing religious rituals. There may have also been a garden or courtyard where students could meditate and practice yoga.
The atmosphere in the ashram would have been one of peace and tranquility, with the students and their teachers living a simple and ascetic lifestyle. They would have spent their days studying, meditating, and performing religious rituals, all with the aim of attaining spiritual enlightenment and living a life of virtue and righteousness.
Rishi Vashistha gave him lots of lessons about life and taught him about Vedic scriptures, about how this world became and the story about Lord Ram and Ravana and Lord Shiva too.
It was a beautiful day when Rishi Vashistha asked Anang to pick his weapon. Lots of weapons were lying on a table, including a bow and arrow, gada, spear, and swords. Anang was confused about what to choose. Rishi Vashistha told him, "Listen, kid, choose carefully. What you choose depends on your inner strength. This is not just a weapon, but it's also a part of your life. Just like you wear clothes, you should also wear this weapon. From now on, you will focus only on one weapon, and you'll work with one weapon. This weapon has the potential to destroy good and bad. It depends upon you what you choose."
After listening to this, Anang decided to choose a sword. Rishi Vashistha said, "So you choose swords. It's good for your self-defense, and from now on, you'll do training only with swords. You have to become a master of swords, just like the master of archery is Lord Ram, the master of Sudarshan Chakra is Lord Vishnu, and the master of Trishul is Lord Shiva. Now it's your turn."
Anang was thrilled to start his training with swords, and he knew it was going to be challenging. He asked Rishi Vashistha, "Guruji, how can I become a master of sword."
Rishi Vashistha replied, "Anang, becoming a master requires discipline, dedication, and determination. You must train every day and practice the techniques I teach you until they become second nature. You must also focus on your inner strength and develop a clear mind and a pure heart. Remember that the sword is not just a weapon; it is an extension of your body and your spirit."
Anang was determined to become a skilled warrior and wield the sword with precision and strength. His training began with basic techniques, such as holding the sword correctly and moving it in different directions. He practiced these movements repeatedly, until they became second nature to him.
As he progressed, his training became more intense. He practiced sparring with his fellow students, learning to anticipate their moves and counter them with his own. He also practiced with weighted swords to build his strength and endurance.
Anang's training took place outdoors, in the midst of nature. He would start his training in the early morning, when the sun was just rising and the air was still cool and fresh. He would stretch his muscles and then begin his sword practice, moving fluidly and gracefully with the weapon.
As the days passed, Anang's skill with the sword grew, and his movements became more precise and powerful. He could feel his muscles getting stronger and his reflexes getting faster. He learned to trust his instincts and react quickly to any situation.
Despite the changing weather and heavy rain, Anang continued his training without interruption. He knew that to become a skilled warrior, he had to be disciplined and determined, even in the face of adversity. And with each passing day, he felt that he was one step closer to achieving his goal.
One day, after months of training, Anang asked Rishi Vashistha, "Guruji, when will I be ready to receive Lord Ram's sword?"
Rishi Vashistha replied, "Anang, the sword is not something that can be given lightly. It must be earned through hard work and devotion. You are still young, and you have much to learn. But if you continue to train with dedication and determination, you will one day become worthy of the sword."
Anang nodded, knowing that he still had a long way to go. But he was not discouraged; instead, he felt more motivated than ever to continue his training and become a master of swords like Lord Ram.
The days passed, and Anang continued his training with unwavering determination. The weather in the gurukul gradually improved, and the sun started to shine again. Anang could feel the warmth of the sun on his skin as he trained, and he knew that he was one step closer to his goal.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years, but Anang didn't stop himself from training. He trained in the summer, rainy, and winter seasons, along with practicing meditation to control his inner demon. He became a calm and obedient child who followed his guruji's orders.
After ten years of hard training, Anang turned 15 years old and had become strong, but he knew it was still not enough to become worthy. One cool morning, Guruji asked Anang to go into the forest and gather some woods for cooking. Anang took his swords for self-defense as the forest was filled with lots of animals like lions and tigers.
Anang ventured into the jungle to gather dry wood for cooking, but due to the rain from the previous night, the wood he initially found was damp. He persisted and walked deeper into the forest, covering a distance of about 4 to 5 kilometers before coming across a patch of dry wood. He then began collecting the wood, taking his time to ensure that he had enough for his needs.
After gathering the dry wood, Anang skillfully tied them together with a rope to make them easier to carry. He knew that by doing this, he would be able to transport the wood back to the gurukul without any difficulty or inconvenience and decided to start making his way back to the gurukul.
As Anang made his way back to the gurukul with the wood on his back, he heard a loud scream for help coming from a distance. Without hesitation, he followed the sound and soon found himself in the presence of several groups of girls being chased by a fierce lion. Anang knew he had to act fast to save the girls from the lion's deadly claws.
With his swords in hand and the pile of wood still tied to his back, Anang charged towards the lion. The beast increased its speed and jumped into the air with its sharp claws ready to attack the girls. But Anang was not intimidated, and he quickly grabbed several pieces of wood from the pile and attacked the lion's face. The lion was hurt, and the pile of wood fell to the ground as a result.
Standing protectively in front of the girls, Anang drew his swords to face the lion. One of the girls asked him" Are you going to kill the lion?" Anang replied without looking at her, "Yes."
The girl again said, "Please don't kill the lion." Anang felt his heart touched when he looked back to see the girls. He saw three girls, but his eyes got stuck on one girl who was beautiful, and his heart started beating faster. She had long, dark hair that fell in soft waves around her face, and her eyes were like pools of liquid amber.
Anang was staring at her when suddenly one girl said, They gazed into each other's eyes, and it felt like time had stopped. Other girls interpreted bt saying "Hey, see the lion is coming." Anang threw his swords and picked up a thick wood to attack the lion's face. He attacked so hard that the lion fell to the ground, creating a distance between him and the girls.
The lion went back into the forest, and the girls were relieved. Anang saw that the woods had fallen on the ground here and there, and he thought to himself, "Oh my lord, I need to pick up the woods again, and it's too late. If I don't reach gurukul on time, then Guruji will punish me, and I will go hungry again." Anang started picking up the woods again, and the girls saw this, so they decided to help him.
Anang saw them, but his eyes were fixed only on that girl with beautiful hair and a beautiful face. He started picking up the woods slowly, distracted by the girl's beauty. The girl also noticed Anang, their eyes met again. Anang felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his body as their eyes locked, and he knew in that moment that he had to see her again. The girl smiled shyly, and Anang felt his heart skip a beat. It was like time had slowed down, and everything around them faded away and he felt shy and started picking up the woods again.
After that, Anang knotted the woods and carried them on his back. He said, "Thank you," and in a hurried voice, asked the girls to go home safely. The girls also tried to say thank you, but Anang rushed through the gurukul. The girls felt something unique in Anang
The girl noticed that Anang had left his swords in the forest, so she picked them up and went home.
__________________________________________________
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Your feedback is very important to me, and I would love to hear your suggestions and opinions on my story. What did you like about the story? What did you dislike? Your honest feedback will help me improve my writing skills and create better stories for you to enjoy.
So please, do not hesitate to share your valuable opinion with me. I am open to constructive criticism and appreciate all feedback, positive or negative.
Thank you once again for your time and support.
@spring22
© Anurag Tiwari
