As the ancient ritual came to its completion, a soul emerged from Aryan's body—pure, radiant, and fierce—and entered a new vessel, one destined for greatness.
With the blessings of Master Brahmananda, Aryan embarked on the second phase of his spiritual and martial training within the legendary time-distorted tunnel.
Though only two months passed in the external world, Aryan experienced more than twenty years of intensive training inside the tunnel. Under the guidance of his master, he mastered the super-advanced forms of Kalaripayattu, gained command over numerous medicinal disciplines, and even unlocked the profound knowledge of Brahma-Jnana—the divine wisdom of the cosmos.
Meanwhile, Atal, his fellow disciple, refined her own elemental moves and achieved mastery over five signature techniques: Dragon Punch, Black Dragon Kick, Fire Punch, Ice Punch, and the Earth Defending Stance. She, too, excelled in the healing arts, nearing mastery in medicinal therapy.
Kiara, although primarily interested in advanced medicinal knowledge, also began practicing martial arts. She trained for nearly two months. But in contrast, Aryan's transformation was nothing short of miraculous—his twenty-year journey condensed into just sixty earthly days due to the time dilation within the mystical tunnel.
March 17, 2022 — Evening
Aryan sat beside Master Brahmananda inside the cavernous chamber of the legendary tunnel. A silence filled with reverence surrounded them.
Master Brahmananda:
"Aryan, your training is now complete."
Aryan:
"Yes, Master. I have completed it."
Master Brahmananda:
"To continue your journey, you must now leave this sacred place. Tomorrow marks the beginning of a new life. It is March 18—the same date you were born eighteen years ago."
As the first light of dawn broke across the horizon, Aryan stepped out of the tunnel. He paused, folding his hands before the mighty Mount Kailash, offering his deepest respects.
A short while later, Kiara stepped out of her hut. Drawn by the powerful aura radiating from Aryan, she sensed a shift—this wasn't the same boy she had once known.
His presence now emanated the essence of a divine warrior—void of emotion, yet overflowing with endless skill, wisdom, courage, and grace. A man reborn.
Kiara (surprised):
"Aryan... is that really you?"
Aryan didn't respond. His eyes remained fixed on Mount Kailash.
Kiara (again):
"Have you completed your training?"
Aryan (quietly):
"Yes."
Kiara (confused):
"Wh—what?"
Still, there was no answer.
Kiara (softly):
"Okay… and… happy birthday."
Aryan (without emotion):
"Thank you."
Then, in a flat voice, he asked,
"Where's my phone?"
Kiara:
"Wait a moment. It's inside my hut."
She rushed inside and quickly returned with Aryan's phone.
Aryan:
"Take a picture of me—right here."
Kiara (taken aback):
"A picture?"
Aryan (nodding slightly):
"Yes."
Aryan struck a martial arts pose—a stance traditionally used to offer blessings and respect. Kiara snapped the photo and sent it to him via WhatsApp.
Moments later, Aryan opened his phone to see dozens of missed calls from his family, unread chats from his friends, and over twenty birthday wishes sent at midnight:
"Happy Birthday!"
"HBD!"
"Happy Birthday Aryan!"
He uploaded the photo to social media with the caption:
> "Beginning of a new life with the blessings of Mahadev."
Then he updated his WhatsApp status:
> "I'm coming."
The internet exploded.
Back in Assam, Aryan's sudden online presence after two full months of complete disappearance shocked his friends and followers. For 60 days, Aryan had been entirely off-grid—cut off not just from friends and family, but from the entire world.
Phone calls began flooding his family home. Everyone wanted to confirm—was Aryan really back?
After leaving Haridwar, Aryan had stayed in touch regularly through phone calls. But once he entered the sacred tunnel, he had vanished entirely. His family, after days of unanswered calls, had resorted to reaching out to Kiara for any information.
Then, in the quiet Himalayan Ashram, a phone rang. After two rings, Aryan picked up.
Aryan:
"Hello?"
Aryan's Mother (relieved, emotional):
"Aryan, are you okay? Are you coming back to Assam? When? How?"
Aryan (calmly):
"Today. By flight."
He hung up.
Taking one final blessing from Mount Kailash and his guru, Aryan departed from the Ashram. With superhuman speed, he reached Lake Mansarovar, where a private helicopter awaited him—arranged through Kiara's connections.
From there, he boarded a private jet heading for Assam.
At 11:00 AM, the jet touched down at Kumbhirgram Airport, near Udharbond. His family was waiting to receive him.
After a 20-minute drive, Aryan was finally home.
But just as he arrived, his friend Rohit approached him with a stunning revelation.
Rohit:
"So… are you happy to be back home?"
Aryan (expressionless):
"Yes."
His lack of emotion caught the entire family off guard.
Rohit (grinning):
"Then let me share some shocking news."
Aryan:
"What news?"
Rohit:
"We're not poor anymore."
Aryan:
"What?"
Rohit (laughing):
"Surprised, huh? But it's true. After we returned from Haridwar, I continued managing our small business. Then something unbelievable happened—nine out of eleven major programs in Silchar were awarded to us."
"And our old land in Srikona? It's now under construction with an international amusement park company as a partner!"
Aryan (serious):
"Something feels… off."
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But why is Aryan so silent and expressionless after completing his training?
Is there a deeper reason behind the family's sudden rise in fortune?
What secrets is Aryan carrying in his heart?
The answers lie ahead…