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Beholden

Summary:

This would be a dramatic retake of the show Maharaj Ki Jai Ho.
As seen in the the TV show- Sanjay, a car thief from the modern day, accidentally goes back in time to the Mahabharata era.
I'll try to examine exactly how a thief from today's time becomes the great, wise Sanjaya, blessed and hailed by Vyasa himself.

Notes:

For obvious reasons, this story will not be following Vyasa's Mahabharata to the letter.
Thanks for reading!

This work does not make use of GenAI tools in any shape or form on account of my strong belief that the use of such tools is a sacrilegious betrayal to human nature itself. Hence, if you are looking for such content, please feel free to not interact with my work. Thanks! :)

Chapter Text

The years outrun me. The countless hours spent on the bank of the river Ganga return to haunt me.

Miming these incessant waves, ever so eager to slip through my fingers, my selfhood eludes me. Bloodied, bruised, I think not of my mother.

By fate's cruel turn, even her visage was cruelly taken from my thoughts. I feel the grains of time in my bones now. Gritty as the sand that falls. But blood is all I see, even as I turn the hourglass.

Time has been kind to me. I never died at the edge of a sword.

Undefeated. Unnoticed. Invisible.

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Sanjay ran for his life. The goons chasing him were right behind.

His mind running blank, seeing not another alternative, Sanjay jumped into the car that he had just stolen for the same group of men.

It bore a sleek design, and sported a banana-yellow colour.

Such a flashy beauty wouldn't have been Sanjay's first choice for a vehicle, but he really couldn't be picky right now. Many people were after him. He didn’t fully understand why, but the only way was forward.

As he fidgeted with a bespoke apparatus shoved into the keyhole, Sanjay could almost hear his heart racing.

With a jolt, the car sprang to life, picking up speed in a second, leaving the gunned men behind. Sanjay kept turning back to look at his pursuers, who has also retrieved their vehicles, even as he drove steadily ahead.

Just as he had thought that he had lost the goons, his eyes were drawn to the massive mass of what looked like clouds that lay ahead of him. Despite his desperate attempts to stop the car, the vehicle rolled ahead. The needle on the speedometer too rebelled as it threatened to swing past its limits.

Sanjay closed his eyes in terror, as the car entered what seemed to be a tunnel of darkness. The car tossed and turned as Sanjay held on to the steering for his dear life, screaming, and mentally thanking whatever deity came to mind for the seatbelt that he had managed to tie around himself even in that hubbub.