BlogAdda Game of Blogs: Team ByLines- Chapter 26

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Things were falling into place. Truths were being revealed, secrets were being discovered and lessons were being taught. While majority of the people on Earth were still deep asleep, a group of people were concocting for a new dawn. The dawn was supposed to bring a new ray of hope and it was eagerly awaited.

Cool breeze blew against her face while Tara stood on the pavement. The restlessness of the past few days was gone. She scanned the sleeping people nearby cerebrally. Even after decades of not using her powers, she felt like she had never lost control of them. Within a couple of minutes, she was a master.

She heard the grievances of those people. Fear was so constant that it had amalgamated with every feeling that a human could feel. They all feared destruction. All of them. As much as she wanted to sympathize, Tara knew that it was them who had invited this menace. Now, she was all ready to reverse the effects that human activities had created on the Earth. She did not know how long it could take or how much of her power will be consumed in this. The Grand Master had hinted that they might even have to sacrifice a few lives to save the billions on Earth; a few lives including her own. She thought about her family, about her loving husband and her innocent daughter. She wanted to live with them, for them. I tear escaped her eye as she fought with her feelings. If she grew weak now, the end was inevitable. It was in the interest of everybody including her family that she look past them and at the greater good. She drew in a deep breath and readied herself for the most important project in the universe then.

“Clariota, are you ready? We are beginning the session soon,” Cyrus’ voice urged from behind her. Tara, somehow, was still not comfortable with that name. It alienated her from the world she had been living in for the past decades.

“Cyrus, I realize we have very less time. It took you days to bring me back from my human state. How would we ever succeed in awakening thousand others in less than three days?” Tara asked, concerned.

“The Grand Master is back. His powers are unimaginable. He has spent decades travelling and searching for the truth, vitalizing his powers. You and I, the most powerful peacekeepers on Earth, could certainly not have done it alone. But we have him now. He has done the groundwork with his mind power. Now we only need to use the Galladium, like it was used on you.”

“Are they all here?”

“Some of them. We should start working on them without losing more time.”

Tara walked behind Cyrus as he led her inside. The room was no different. It was just as it had been when Tara had first seen it. She remembered her feelings on first coming here, seeing the Grand Master and sitting on the chair as one of his targets. The look on some five hundred faces in the room confirmed similar feelings. They were clueless as to why had they been brought here. The Great Master was nowhere to be seen. Tara went up to the stage and announced, “Fear not, my friends. We shall enlighten you about your own selves and we will answer all your questions. We are doing this for the greater good. Choosing the light will not only have a profound impact on your reality, but also on everyone whom you encounter. The ripple effect, we will call it, as your vibration increases, so does the vibration of those whom you encounter.” She could not even believe herself and in the confidence she had in her own words. It all felt so natural to her, as if she was meant to be a leader since always.

Cyrus looked at Tara, proudly. He was glad he could bring her back. The good old days were not far now. If Tara could embrace her character and her real self entirely, she will leave this selfish world and come with him where she belongs. They will grow old together and will keep serving their true purpose.

“We need you to put both your hands on the shoulders of the person sitting adjacent to you,” Tara continued. “Yes that way. Cyrus shall be holding your shoulders, the last person there. And I will be here, with the first one.” Cyrus went up to the last person seated in the arrangement and put a hand on his shoulders, just as he had done to Tara. Tara held the person sitting on the extreme right of the first row. “Remember, you will never be the same again. You are waking up from this deep slumber that the Earth has put you in.”

Just then the Grand Master entered with the same cubical box. It opened as he touched his forefinger on the box. The sparkling fumes arose out of the box. Everything in the room was almost blinding. The quantity of Galladium was huge this time. The people in the room were left enthralled. In the next two seconds he drew two vertical lines and a parabola facing upwards on all the five hundred foreheads in the room. Due to the presence of three superpowers in the room, the Galladium rushed through the bodies of people swiftly.

Tara’s mind could hear the voices. Some were very pleasant and confident, they went through this process with ease. Others, the one’s more comfortable as humans, went through a lot of pain. Tara heard their cries. She did not know if they would complete the process successfully or not. She turned to face the Master, but he was already concentrating on easing their ache. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on these voices too, one by one. Using her powers, she helped as many as she could and released their sufferings.

After some 30 minutes, there was absolute silence in the room. The people had been awakened and they were aware of the reason why. Immense energy could be felt floating in the room. The Galladium had done its job. The Grand Master signaled Tara and Cyrus that they had done a good job and it was now time to move on to other people.

Two days passed with the same process reiterating itself. More and more people were realizing their powers and bowing down to the Master. Within two days, they had together created an army that was enough to suffice the purpose. He decided that it was now time to put all their powers to use.

*****

Shekhar looked at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were red and dark circles had started forming below them. He was not able to sleep for the past few nights. Closing the lid of the basin he lifted the knob of the tap and allowed the gushing water to fill the sink. Once filled entirely, he submerged his head in the basin while his eyes remained open. After about thirty seconds, he pulled off the lid. The water swirled and started draining out. The vortex of water at the sink hole hit him with a realization. His life had not been different from that vortex for the past few days. Everything around him that had solaced him for years was now tossing and tumbling in an inevitable vortex and he was unable to get hold of anything. His love, his family, his life and everything that delimited it was now slithering away from him into a void that he had no idea about just like the water that was draining through the sink hole.

He took a long breath once his head was out of the water. “Tara had been lying to me all these years,” he thought and the revulsion in his eyes was evident in his reflection. His fists were clenched. “This is not the end. The world will know that they have been tricked by the aliens for so many years and this will incite a war, a war that was indispensable. We humans are the superior beings. We will be able purge them and make our planet safe again. My revelations will infuriate the human kind and they will join my hands in this war against the aliens,” he thought.

He went straight to his study after leaving the washroom. He walked upto his cupboard and brought the laptop out. Writing on a typewriter again could not be afforded, he concluded. Keeping his laptop besides his typewriter, his gaze fell onto the photograph that has always offered him a smile; till now. But today, he could feel the rage pumping through his veins. Just as he was about to throw the photograph at the wall in anger, a mail notification from his laptop distracted him.

*****

The 7 RCR was a hum of activity. The Prime Minister had just returned after a two-week long foreign visit. He had returned armed with many deals that would steer the country into an era of economic growth. The man himself was busy going over the complaints and suggestions that he had received from people through the new interactive website of the Prime Minister’s Office.

When a turquoise blue dome entered the room with the sound of a splash, he wasn’t alarmed. He understood what was about to follow. He had been a skeptic when it came to existence of Aliens. But a top secret call from his British and Australian Counterparts early in the morning had alerted him to the presence of these benevolent Aliens called Peace Keepers.

The Dome opened like a flower and out of it emerged a young man dressed in black business suit and wearing spectacles. He was extremely fair. With him was a gorgeous woman with short hair and beautiful features, dressed in a dark gray business suit. She appeared as tall as the man was, as she was wearing stilettos.

 “Good Evening, Mr. Prime Minister.  How are you this evening?” asked the young man bowing to him.

“I believe I am okay. I was anticipating your arrival. Do take your seats,” said the honorable Prime Minister with his characteristic smile. After guiding them to their seats, he asked them to explain the objective of their visit.

“Sorry to intrude Mr. Prime Minister. But the matter is of utmost urgency. We generally keep away from intruding in the government affairs. But at this troubled time, we require assistance. Let me introduce myself. I am Omega, the master of peacekeepers. And this is Clariota, my second in command,” said Cyrus aka Omega, the master of the Peacekeepers.

While Omega talked, Clariota supported him with visuals created on a blue projection board that was created using beams that emerged out of her hand. By the end of their presentation, the Prime Minister was up on his feet.

“Explain to me what facilities have to be provided and where. I will see to it that the public is kept out and that the place is prepared exactly in the way you want it. Nothing is greater than the protection of the Mother Earth. You have my full support and that of my government. Absolute secrecy would be maintained,” said the Prime Minister.

Clariota and Omega stood up after thanking the great man. Some other heads of states that they had visited had been too difficult to convince.

The eight countries at eight critical points on the earth, which would be crucial in their plan to counter the attack from the Gray Aliens, were now cooperating with the Peacekeepers.

The stage was set for the paramount most salvation that had ever happened in the history of the earth.


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BlogAdda Game of Blogs: Team ByLines- Chapter 26

Find the Previous chapter here

Things were falling into place. Truths were being revealed, secrets were being discovered and lessons were being taught. While majority of the people on Earth were still deep asleep, a group of people were concocting for a new dawn. The dawn was supposed to bring a new ray of hope and it was eagerly awaited.

Cool breeze blew against her face while Tara stood on the pavement. The restlessness of the past few days was gone. She scanned the sleeping people nearby cerebrally. Even after decades of not using her powers, she felt like she had never lost control of them. Within a couple of minutes, she was a master.

She heard the grievances of those people. Fear was so constant that it had amalgamated with every feeling that a human could feel. They all feared destruction. All of them. As much as she wanted to sympathize, Tara knew that it was them who had invited this menace. Now, she was all ready to reverse the effects that human activities had created on the Earth. She did not know how long it could take or how much of her power will be consumed in this. The Grand Master had hinted that they might even have to sacrifice a few lives to save the billions on Earth; a few lives including her own. She thought about her family, about her loving husband and her innocent daughter. She wanted to live with them, for them. I tear escaped her eye as she fought with her feelings. If she grew weak now, the end was inevitable. It was in the interest of everybody including her family that she look past them and at the greater good. She drew in a deep breath and readied herself for the most important project in the universe then.

“Clariota, are you ready? We are beginning the session soon,” Cyrus’ voice urged from behind her. Tara, somehow, was still not comfortable with that name. It alienated her from the world she had been living in for the past decades.

“Cyrus, I realize we have very less time. It took you days to bring me back from my human state. How would we ever succeed in awakening thousand others in less than three days?” Tara asked, concerned.

“The Grand Master is back. His powers are unimaginable. He has spent decades travelling and searching for the truth, vitalizing his powers. You and I, the most powerful peacekeepers on Earth, could certainly not have done it alone. But we have him now. He has done the groundwork with his mind power. Now we only need to use the Galladium, like it was used on you.”

“Are they all here?”

“Some of them. We should start working on them without losing more time.”

Tara walked behind Cyrus as he led her inside. The room was no different. It was just as it had been when Tara had first seen it. She remembered her feelings on first coming here, seeing the Grand Master and sitting on the chair as one of his targets. The look on some five hundred faces in the room confirmed similar feelings. They were clueless as to why had they been brought here. The Great Master was nowhere to be seen. Tara went up to the stage and announced, “Fear not, my friends. We shall enlighten you about your own selves and we will answer all your questions. We are doing this for the greater good. Choosing the light will not only have a profound impact on your reality, but also on everyone whom you encounter. The ripple effect, we will call it, as your vibration increases, so does the vibration of those whom you encounter.” She could not even believe herself and in the confidence she had in her own words. It all felt so natural to her, as if she was meant to be a leader since always.

Cyrus looked at Tara, proudly. He was glad he could bring her back. The good old days were not far now. If Tara could embrace her character and her real self entirely, she will leave this selfish world and come with him where she belongs. They will grow old together and will keep serving their true purpose.

“We need you to put both your hands on the shoulders of the person sitting adjacent to you,” Tara continued. “Yes that way. Cyrus shall be holding your shoulders, the last person there. And I will be here, with the first one.” Cyrus went up to the last person seated in the arrangement and put a hand on his shoulders, just as he had done to Tara. Tara held the person sitting on the extreme right of the first row. “Remember, you will never be the same again. You are waking up from this deep slumber that the Earth has put you in.”

Just then the Grand Master entered with the same cubical box. It opened as he touched his forefinger on the box. The sparkling fumes arose out of the box. Everything in the room was almost blinding. The quantity of Galladium was huge this time. The people in the room were left enthralled. In the next two seconds he drew two vertical lines and a parabola facing upwards on all the five hundred foreheads in the room. Due to the presence of three superpowers in the room, the Galladium rushed through the bodies of people swiftly.

Tara’s mind could hear the voices. Some were very pleasant and confident, they went through this process with ease. Others, the one’s more comfortable as humans, went through a lot of pain. Tara heard their cries. She did not know if they would complete the process successfully or not. She turned to face the Master, but he was already concentrating on easing their ache. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on these voices too, one by one. Using her powers, she helped as many as she could and released their sufferings.

After some 30 minutes, there was absolute silence in the room. The people had been awakened and they were aware of the reason why. Immense energy could be felt floating in the room. The Galladium had done its job. The Grand Master signaled Tara and Cyrus that they had done a good job and it was now time to move on to other people.

Two days passed with the same process reiterating itself. More and more people were realizing their powers and bowing down to the Master. Within two days, they had together created an army that was enough to suffice the purpose. He decided that it was now time to put all their powers to use.

*****

Shekhar looked at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were red and dark circles had started forming below them. He was not able to sleep for the past few nights. Closing the lid of the basin he lifted the knob of the tap and allowed the gushing water to fill the sink. Once filled entirely, he submerged his head in the basin while his eyes remained open. After about thirty seconds, he pulled off the lid. The water swirled and started draining out. The vortex of water at the sink hole hit him with a realization. His life had not been different from that vortex for the past few days. Everything around him that had solaced him for years was now tossing and tumbling in an inevitable vortex and he was unable to get hold of anything. His love, his family, his life and everything that delimited it was now slithering away from him into a void that he had no idea about just like the water that was draining through the sink hole.

He took a long breath once his head was out of the water. “Tara had been lying to me all these years,” he thought and the revulsion in his eyes was evident in his reflection. His fists were clenched. “This is not the end. The world will know that they have been tricked by the aliens for so many years and this will incite a war, a war that was indispensable. We humans are the superior beings. We will be able purge them and make our planet safe again. My revelations will infuriate the human kind and they will join my hands in this war against the aliens,” he thought.

He went straight to his study after leaving the washroom. He walked upto his cupboard and brought the laptop out. Writing on a typewriter again could not be afforded, he concluded. Keeping his laptop besides his typewriter, his gaze fell onto the photograph that has always offered him a smile; till now. But today, he could feel the rage pumping through his veins. Just as he was about to throw the photograph at the wall in anger, a mail notification from his laptop distracted him.

*****

The 7 RCR was a hum of activity. The Prime Minister had just returned after a two-week long foreign visit. He had returned armed with many deals that would steer the country into an era of economic growth. The man himself was busy going over the complaints and suggestions that he had received from people through the new interactive website of the Prime Minister’s Office.

When a turquoise blue dome entered the room with the sound of a splash, he wasn’t alarmed. He understood what was about to follow. He had been a skeptic when it came to existence of Aliens. But a top secret call from his British and Australian Counterparts early in the morning had alerted him to the presence of these benevolent Aliens called Peace Keepers.

The Dome opened like a flower and out of it emerged a young man dressed in black business suit and wearing spectacles. He was extremely fair. With him was a gorgeous woman with short hair and beautiful features, dressed in a dark gray business suit. She appeared as tall as the man was, as she was wearing stilettos.

 “Good Evening, Mr. Prime Minister.  How are you this evening?” asked the young man bowing to him.

“I believe I am okay. I was anticipating your arrival. Do take your seats,” said the honorable Prime Minister with his characteristic smile. After guiding them to their seats, he asked them to explain the objective of their visit.

“Sorry to intrude Mr. Prime Minister. But the matter is of utmost urgency. We generally keep away from intruding in the government affairs. But at this troubled time, we require assistance. Let me introduce myself. I am Omega, the master of peacekeepers. And this is Clariota, my second in command,” said Cyrus aka Omega, the master of the Peacekeepers.

While Omega talked, Clariota supported him with visuals created on a blue projection board that was created using beams that emerged out of her hand. By the end of their presentation, the Prime Minister was up on his feet.

“Explain to me what facilities have to be provided and where. I will see to it that the public is kept out and that the place is prepared exactly in the way you want it. Nothing is greater than the protection of the Mother Earth. You have my full support and that of my government. Absolute secrecy would be maintained,” said the Prime Minister.

Clariota and Omega stood up after thanking the great man. Some other heads of states that they had visited had been too difficult to convince.

The eight countries at eight critical points on the earth, which would be crucial in their plan to counter the attack from the Gray Aliens, were now cooperating with the Peacekeepers.

The stage was set for the paramount most salvation that had ever happened in the history of the earth.


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“You?!” exclaimed Shekhar. Cyrus was the last person anybody in the room had expected right then. Jennifer stood up from beside Tara, her eyes hooked on Cyrus and mind in a turmoil trying to absorb what she had just heard.

“Tara, you are not what you think you are. You are not one of them. You do not belong here and that is the truth,” Cyrus said, ignoring Shekhar and Jennifer’s piercing looks. He carefully closed the door behind him and entered the house.  He walked towards Tara. Placing one hand over his forehead, he tried to transfer his thoughts onto Tara’s mind.

“Ouch. My head hurts! Cyrus, stop! Stop whatever you are doing,” shouted Tara, shutting her eyes tightly to release the pain. Shekhar ran towards Cyrus and pushed him back.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Shekhar exclaimed. Come what may, he could not see Tara in any further pain. Cyrus looked up at Shekhar, his eyes burning bright with determination. Fear gripped Shekhar and he stepped back.

“Tara, you can handle the pain. You need to! It’s more important for you right now to realize who you are, where you’re from.” The desperation in Cyrus’ voice was evident.

“I am as human as anybody in this room is. My name Tara Dutta, and I am from this very planet. What is wrong with everybody here?” Tara barely managed to say. A drop of sweat rushed down her spine as she finished. 

“Alright. When you’re not ready to see what I want to show you, be ready to hear it. I will tell you everything. I will tell you all everything.” Shekhar, Tara and Jennifer looked at Cyrus, confused.

Roohi was sitting in a corner patiently. She was relieved that Cyrus was finally going to tell them what had been puzzling her for days. He was one of those who were a complete enigma to her.  She never heard his thoughts when she wanted. But sometimes certain notions came to her head as though he was projecting his thoughts for her to receive. And at that moments, the thoughts were pleading for assistance.

“Tara Dutta is a name you have adopted for yourself. You are Clariota. Clariota, a very powerful peacekeeper alien.”

The sweat-soaked Tara went pale.

“In your dreams, I am,” snapped Tara.

“Listen, please. Sit down everybody. I will begin at the beginning. Right at the place and time where it all began,” Cyrus said after making everybody to sit on the living room sofa.

 “Some 4,320,00 years ago, Earth was invaded by the Anunnakis, an advanced civilization from the tenth planet of our solar system. They are also known as the gray aliens due to their gray skin tone. 

 Their aim was to extract galladium or monoatomic gold from the vast oceans of earth. More than that they needed the elemental gold from which also they could extract Galladium. They capitalized over the Persian Gulf area in search of gold mines.”

“2,500,00 years ago, the lower echelon gray alien miners rebelled against the conditions in the mines. They refused to work. To replace them, Anunnaki heads decided to create slaves. Enki, their scientist and Ninhursag, their medical officer experimented with the Homoerutus species that inhabited earth then.  In order make them intelligent enough they mixed a few  Anunnaki genes with those of Homo erectus. The resulting species was the homosapiens or modern day humans. As the demand for work became greater, they genetically modified them to reproduce. Eventually, humans became so numerous that they started spreading over the planet.”

“So we all are aliens in that case! We are all Homo sapiens. Why is everybody pointing fingers at me?!” interrupted Tara.

“I have not finished yet. Humans eventually started overpowering the Anunnakis as they increased in population. After acquiring all the gold that they could get hold of, the Anunnakis escaped from the earth. What they left behind were their slaves- humans, and a secret! This secret that they had discovered, and left behind was the key to harness the energy of the Earth. They had no use of it then. Hence, they left without it. But now, the secret is something every scientist on Earth is after and what earth requires at the moment! The keepers of secret also know the secret to create monoatomic gold from ocean water. If we find these secrets, we can stop the Earth from the catastrophe that is looming near.”

Jennifer and Shekhar leaned forward eager to grasp the details of what Cyrus was explaining.

“ Anunnakis realized their error a few thousand years ago. They realized that their secret if came into the hands of the humans was going to make them into the most powerful species in the universe. They plan to attack earth and destroy the human race along with the secret. The species they created pose a definite threat to their existence.”

“I heard the peacekeepers protect the earth. So what are they doing?”Jennifer spoke for the first time since Cyrus’ arrival.

“The Peacekeepers have been interacting and watching over humanity for hundreds of thousands of years. We have spies among the gray aliens and that is how we came to know of this plan of the gray aliens. We wanted to find the hidden secret technology that humans can use to heal the Earth. It is faster and safer than all the present day power sources. For this purpose, we sent many peacekeeper aliens to earth to unearth this hidden secret or to find the keepers of this secret,” paused Cyrus.

 “Many failed as the tasks that were supposed to be performed by this peacekeeper required great skills. That is when we decided to send our most powerful one to earth, Clariota. Clariota is none other than who you know as Tara,” he said and Tara jumped up from the couch.

“Me? I am that powerful peacekeeper alien? Then why do I not know anything about it??” said Tara, panicked and astonished at the same time. Her body had frozen and her mind refused to register anything. She looked at Shekhar for solace, but his eyes were glued to Cyrus.

“Because you were so fascinated by the humans when you lived with them that you started to be like them. You walked liked them, you talked like them, you dressed like them and now, you even feel like them! You stopped creating the protective shield around you that protect us peacekeepers from being effected by human emotions. The result was that the emotions drowned out all your powers. You still posses many, the reason why I am unable to communicate with you telepathically, the way peacekeepers communicate, is because you shield my thoughts. Your powers keep popping out of the grave every now and then, asking you to recognise them, helping you through each difficult stage of life and you? You call it luck and move on. You need to realise your inner strengths and powers and let them overpower your human instincts. Do you see how successful you are? It is because of that 5% of your power that you use. Imagine the miracles you can create by using them efficiently! You can help save the humans from the gray aliens! You need to do that for us.”

“And how do you know all this, if I may ask you Mr. Stranger?” Shekhar asked Cyrus. He did not know whether to believe Cyrus or not. Having done some research, he knew some of Cyrus’ theories were right. But how could he believe his wife was not really his own?

“You have no choice, Mr. Dutta. I am Omega, the master of the Peacekeepers. I have come down to awaken all the peacekeeper aliens who have forgotten their purpose, just like Clariota,” Cyrus said and then glared at Tara.

Tara’s mind started to whorl. Why does this all sound so familiar? Could Cyrus really be my master? Just as she closed her eyes, she saw images of thousands of people bidding her goodbye. She saw Cyrus giving her lessons, showing her how to use her powers. Her head ached.

On realising that Tara was having visuals, Cyrus saw a ray of hope again.

“Do you see that Clariota? Do you see those people? You belong to them. Do you see your own power? You need to awaken them to fulfil our purpose.” His voice was deep and heavy. Tara suddenly opened her eyes, unable to take anymore. The redness in her eyes gave away her fear.

“Cyrus, why do you think any of us will believe you? I let you live with us on recommendation of your professor.  And these visuals I am getting can be created by any advanced hypnotist which I believe you are. You are no master. There are no peacekeepers. I do not have any powers. Nobody is trying to invade the earth. Gray aliens do not really exist! I don’t know why you are targeting me. But I think you should leave now.” Tara shouted. She was adamant.

“You do not realise the seriousness of…”

“Are you even listening to me? LEAVE. NOW.”

Cyrus gave Tara a sympathetic look. He knew the strength that the woman had would make it really difficult for him to break her thoughts. His telepathy was not working on her. He stood up and with a pleading glance towards Roohi that spoke much, and silently walked towards the door.

He turned back on reaching the door and pointed at Shekhar. “You! I believe now that you know who I am, you must also know how much power I hold. If I see you with that typewriter again tonight, trying to paint us in a colour that doesn’t suit us, you really well know what I am capable of doing. For your petty selfish greed, I cannot risk the entire humanity. You will never succeed writing that book down. I am warning you, Mr. Dutta, do not burden me with an innocent’s life.” He left, closing the door behind him with a bang.   

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