Excerpt from the Novel ‘The Girl in the Dream’

Excerpt from the Novel ‘The Girl in the Dream’

Synopsis: The Girl in the Dream 

2017, Los Angeles - Vivaan, a NASA scientist has a strange recurring dream of a mysterious girl. His engagement with Riya turns into a nightmare when his dream starts turning into reality. He flies to Madhya Pradesh to find himself at the center of a 500-years-old enigma.

1500 AD, Kingdom of Ujjain - Shrinika is heartbroken when she is betrayed by Rudra, the king of Ujjain. After the unfortunate incident, she mysteriously disappeared.

2017, Madhya Pradesh - Dhiren, the evil son of the village sarpanch is in desperate search of the ancient Statue of Lord Shiva which is hidden somewhere in Shivgarh Fort and worth a billion dollars.

2011, MNIT Jaipur - Rachit fall head over heels in love with Swara when he is asked to propose to her, as a ragging prank, by his seniors.

What links Rachit and Swara to the complex puzzle of Vivaan’s dream? What is the secret of the ancient Shiva temple? What connects Vivaan to Shrinika, the missing girl in the 16th century? Read on as you travel through a saga of love and passion, betrayal and conspiracy, hope and ambition. 

"Enthralling and thrilling, a mix of romance, mystery, mythology and fantasy.
Ashvamegh  

"Full of mystery, thrill, entertainment, and unexpected turns. A nail-biting romantic thriller."
Indian Book Critics

Chapter 1

Mission Mars

“I Love you,” she said. Her voice was low but sensuous. A dazzling glow lit up her enticing face. Her cheeks turned pink as all the blood from her body had rushed to her face.

“I Love you too,” Vivaan replied, he looked into her eyes and took her hand in his. Vivaan wasn’t sure how long they had been standing like that, looking into each other’s eyes, but he was aware that his heart had never beat so hard before. He felt like he had just run a marathon and all he could hear was the loud thudding of his heart. There was immense love in her magnetic eyes. The love which felt so right to him. Although Vivaan was taken aback by her sudden expression of love, the sincerity in her voice was enough to melt even stones and he was but a human being made of flesh and blood.

Vivaan noticed that her hands were warm, and her heartbeat seemed fast too. He knew deep down in his heart that she is the one he had been waiting for, for so long. He didn’t have the slightest doubt that she was his soulmate and that they are made for each other. Vivaan felt that every particle in the air was dancing with tremendous energy as if the whole cosmos had come alive because of her passionate love.

It was evening and the sun was about to disappear into the endless ocean. A little away from them, children were playing in the sand on the beach. Vivaan was so engrossed in her that he hadn’t noticed the magnificent castles of sand that they had built. Protecting their castles, each child proclaimed: “This one is mine.”  Each castle was distinct and the kids were very particular about the rightful ownership of each castle. When the castles were all done, one child kicked over someone’s castle and wrecked it. The owner of the castle flew into a rage, pulled the other child’s hair, struck him with his fist and bawled out, “He has spoiled my castle! Come and help me punish him.” The others all came to help him and together they beat up the errant child and then they went on playing with their sand castles, each saying, “This is mine; no one else can have it. Keep away! Don’t touch my castle!”

The atmosphere at the beach was filled with the sounds of playing children and the water waves that were striking the shore with their own rhythm. Like Vivaan, the children were so engrossed in themselves that they had failed to notice it was time for them to return home. The sky was cloudy, and the wind was chilling. As evening approached and darkness was near, the children thought they ought to be going home. Now no one cared about their castles. One child stamped on his while another pushed his castle over with both hands. Then they turned away and went back, each one to their homes. An old man at the beach who was keenly observing the children thought to himself that we human beings get attached to everything in this world, but the truth is that everything in this world is a sand castle to be washed away by the next big wave.

Vivaan was still looking at her and still holding her hands. He found himself unable to take his eyes off her, totally arrested by her beauty. He could feel the enormous love she had for him, sparkling in her eyes. He felt that every wish of his has been fulfilled because the universe had brought them together. He could feel a tremendous energy flowing within him as if every cell of his body had come alive and were beaming with joy, dancing cheerfully to the tune of her overwhelming love.

Someone had said that a thing of beauty is a joy forever. The quote is so true, we men never get bored in the company of a beautiful girl, Vivaan thought.

Suddenly it started raining. The tiny droplets of rain struggled desperately to catch the attention of the two lovers who were completely lost in themselves. By then everyone on the beach had taken shelter under the palm trees, restaurants at the beach or whatever protection they found in order to save themselves from getting drenched.

Vivaan got completely drenched and noticed that her face looked even more enchanting as water dripped down her face. Her wet lips looked sensuous and tempting. Vivaan felt like kissing her right then. Everything else disappeared in the background, all he could see was her, and all that he could hear was his inner voice that said ‘kiss her’. Vivaan felt hypnotized by her. He tried hard to resist this temptation and slowly dragged his eyes away from her lips. Her lustrous, long hair, black as night itself was flowing down her shoulders to her waist, and then Vivaan saw something unusual which he hasn’t noticed until now. She was wearing a traditional Indian dress, an elegant red lehenga with lavish artwork, a red blouse which was equally rich in artwork with exquisite embroidery and a matching dupatta worn from back to front in the Rajasthani style. Her earrings were the traditional Indian style bronze metal Jhumkas. She wore a maroon bindi, which was hard to focus on as her sparkling eyes came in the way.

Even though she was looking enticingly gorgeous in the traditional Indian outfit, Vivaan had never seen a girl wearing this type of attire at the beach in Los Angeles. Although sorely tempted, Vivaan did not dare to ask her why she was wearing such an outfit at the beach. He knew very well that it is almost impossible to win an argument with a girl and he didn’t want to spoil one of the most precious moments of his life.

Instead he praised her, “Gosh, you are looking damn gorgeous!”

“Thank you, Vivaan!” she replied in her soft but magical voice.

“Vivaan, would you like to come with me to a temple?” she requested; her eyes expectant.

Vivaan thought that this is completely insane, why does she want to take him to a temple? Also, which temple is she referring to?  There aren’t many temples in Los Angeles and certainly there is no temple in this vicinity. He felt puzzled and stressed out, but he maintained his cool demeanour without letting his inner turmoil show on his face.

“Hmm…Okay,” Vivaan replied, realizing for the first time how hard it is to say no to a beautiful girl.

“Let’s move then,” she suggested, with a hint of authority in her tone.

Vivaan took out the car key from his trouser pocket and pressed the unlock button mechanically like a robot. To his utter surprise, a brand new royal blue Porsche’s car lights started blinking at some distance in the parking lot. Vivaan had always wanted to own a royal blue Porsche, but then it was still a distant dream for him. Vivaan eyes then fell on the car key and he was shocked to see that it was totally unfamiliar. It was brand new with a costly brown leather key chain with the image of a lion engraved on it. To avoid any embarrassment in front of her, he decided to go with the flow of the moment.

Vivaan’s brain was bombarded with numerous questions: where had his own car and its key gone? How did the new car appear suddenly and how had its key come into his pocket?

“Can we move?” she asked and tapped Vivaan’s hand gently. Vivaan returned to the present moment from his chain of thoughts.

Vivaan forced a smile on his lips and tried hard to hide his inner turmoil. He pretended to be completely calm and at ease.

“Hmmm…yeah, let’s move,” he nodded with a smile.

Soon they were in the brand-new Porsche and driving down the streets of Los Angeles. The car was super smooth to drive. Vivaan felt like the car was driving on its own and he didn’t need to put in any efforts to drive it. Driving his favourite Porsche with the girl whom he loves from the depth of his heart was like a dream come true for him. He noticed that they were moving fast through the streets, leaving behind the spectacular Hilton hotel and other famous landmarks.

“Now, which turn to take?” Vivaan asked.

“Take the next right turn,” she guided him, her voice confident.

“Your wish is my command ma’am,” Vivaan said cheerfully and took the next right turn. As he took the right turn, he was surprised to find the road highly bumpy. He also found that he was completely unaware of this place. One after the other, surprises were unfolding before Vivaan, and he was ignoring them all. Vivaan was so enchanted by her beauty that he was unable to pay attention to anything else happening around him and with him.

‘Why do men become so dumb in the company of a gorgeous woman? Why am I unable to think and act logically?’ Vivaan didn’t have an answer to any of his questions, he was feeling helpless and weak.

“You are taking me to a temple.  What is your intention ma’am, seems like you have a secret plan to marry me today itself,” Vivaan teased. He wanted to take his attention away from his disturbing thoughts and to focus his attention back to her and her refreshing love.

She looked into Vivaan’s eye; there was honesty in her arresting gaze. “We are already married Vivaan,” she said with sincerity in her voice.

“You’re joking, right?” Vivaan gasped, he was completely taken aback by her reply. He silently prayed hard not wanting another surprise.

“I am not joking Vivaan, we are already married, see our wedding ring,” she said in a confident tone and showed a gold ring to Vivaan which she was wearing on her ring finger. Vivaan noticed that a letter ‘R’ was carved out artistically with diamonds on the ring. Vivaan tried to make sense out of the letter ‘R’ but he failed miserably. His mind once again drifted in a chain of thoughts, he tried hard to recollect memories of his marriage, but not a single memory in his life supported him. He was only able to remember the fond memories of his college days. He remembered the day he won the mathematics Olympiad. The day when he got selected by NASA as an associate scientist. His parents had been ecstatic and felt so proud of him. He recalled loving memories of his first project at NASA and then within his first year at NASA he got promoted twice. He had then become project manager of the critical project ‘Mission Mars’.

“Hey?” she patted his arm.

“Huh?”

“Where are you lost, Vivaan?” she asked in her seductive voice.

“Nowhere, I was wondering why I am unable to remember anything about our marriage,” Vivaan protested as politely as he could.

“That’s why I have brought you to this temple,” she smiled and pointed towards an ancient temple which was visible at some distance. Lost in thought Vivaan hasn’t realized that they had almost reached the temple.

“Oh no, this can’t be possible, I can bet that this temple cannot be in Los Angeles!” Vivaan exclaimed. He found himself unable to handle any more surprises. He felt numb and realized that his hands had begun to sweat.

She looked at Vivaan with a lot of affection and warmth, “Please don’t worry Vivaan. I know you have a lot of questions on your mind. But you have to wait for the right time to arrive. Trust me you will receive answers to all your questions once the time is right.”

“Hmm, thank you!” Vivaan said, feeling better.  “You are welcome, Vivaan! Wouldn’t you like to visit the temple?” she giggled. Vivaan was forced to acknowledge that her laugh has a pleasing cadence, like that of the apsaras, the celestial nymphs.

“Yeah, sure,” Vivaan smiled and nodded.

Vivaan got down from the car and opened the door for her, remembering his grandfather’s words to him that a boy makes his girl jealous of other girls, but a gentleman makes other girls jealous of his girl. She delicately stepped out of the car and handled her sophisticated dress to perfection. Holding hands, they both went inside the temple and even the chilling breeze felt pleasant to Vivaan.

True love is hard to find, but when it happens in your life every moment turns magical, Vivaan thought. He felt grateful to God.

The temple was huge with beautiful carvings depicting various phases of life from birth to marriage and then to the heavenly abode. Vivaan knew that such magnificent temples with exquisite carvings exist only in India. He was so engrossed in the temple that for a moment he forgot her presence, and when he turned around, she was nowhere to be found. Vivaan looked all around in the temple and started to fanatically search for her.

Tring, tring, tring. His mobile phone started ringing. Vivaan’s hand reached out to his pocket as a reflex action to pull his phone out, but to his disappointment, he didn’t find it there. He felt helpless and puzzled. The sound of his ringing phone intensified, and then Vivaan woke up. He looked all around and found himself lying on a couch in the cafeteria of his office. He realized that he had come there, totally tired, for a cup of coffee and had fallen asleep on the couch. The half-filled cup of coffee was lying on the table in front of the couch along with his phone which was still ringing. He picked up the phone and saw it was James who was calling him.

“Vivaan, it seems that some problem has occurred in the spacecraft landing. All of a sudden we have stopped receiving signals from the spacecraft,” James said in a worried voice.

“Everything was progressing perfectly then what happened suddenly? I am coming at once, please don’t take any action before my arrival,” Vivaan instructed. He looked at his moist fingers which were trembling while holding the phone. Sweat beads were rolling down behind his ears. He had not completely recovered from the dream he just had. Everything that happened in his dream was so fresh in his mind like it had happened for real.

“Again, the same bizarre dream,” Vivaan mouthed some curses and put his phone in his pocket.

Including today, I have had this same dream eight times in the last month, Vivaan thought. He tried hard to ignore his weird dream, but he realized that it was hard to fool his heart which was still beating fast and his mind which was completely lost with the thoughts of the mysterious girl in his dream. He had a strong intuition that it was not just another dream.

Vivaan hurriedly moved inside the observatory from the cafeteria and left behind the half-filled coffee mug on the table. When he reached the observatory, he noticed that everyone on his team had their eyes glued to the huge blue screen. It looked like the whole universe was painted on that giant screen. Everyone in the team was trying hard to locate the small spacecraft among the galaxy of million stars. To Vivaan, the giant screen looked like one big beautiful painting, a masterpiece creation of God. Everyone’s hearts were beating fast and everyone were praying hard that the spacecraft would land successfully on Mars. ‘Mission Mars’ was the most ambitious project of NASA, and for Vivaan, it was the question of life and death. He was the project manager and his team had work hard on this for the last three years. That day was the most awaited day when finally, the spacecraft was to land on Mars after facing innumerable hurdles of the vast space that lay between Earth and Mars. Everything was going great as per plan. There was an atmosphere of celebration at the space centre, and then suddenly they had stopped receiving signals from the spacecraft.

“Vivaan sir, we were waiting for you. Four minutes ago, we stopped receiving signals from the spacecraft and it seems that some serious problem has occurred,” James said in a voice that trembled.

“Relax, James! Such a situation happens when a spacecraft lands on the planet and places its foot on the surface. We should wait patiently for the next ten minutes after which time we should start receiving signals again,” Mr. Roy said in his heavy but comforting voice.

Vivaan was so engrossed in locating the spacecraft on the giant blue screen that he didn’t realize when the project director Mr. Roy had arrived in the observatory. Everyone at the observatory felt relieved, Mr. Roy’s words instantly calmed them down like the first ray of the sun after a long dark night. Vivaan realized why the experienced staff is so lavishly paid. Their experience matters the most.

James breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank you, Sir, you are the backbone of our team, we all were terribly worried since we had stopped receiving signals from the spacecraft.”

Mr. Roy smiled, “Thanks to you, James! The credit goes to all of you for putting your best foot forward while working on this project. You people have worked day and night to make ‘Mission Mars’ a huge success. I am proud of you all.”

“Thank you, Roy Sir! We are so lucky to have you with us,” a bemused Vivaan said.

As Mr. Roy had confirmed, in the next four minutes they again started receiving signals from the spacecraft. Vivaan and his team members’ happiness knew no bounds, as finally, their project had been completed successfully, creating another milestone. Vivaan was completely overwhelmed by the success of the project. The next two days were spent in partying at the success of the mission and in the hangover that came from the project’s success.

Finally, on the third day when Vivaan reached the space centre, James informed him that a reporter of a leading magazine wanted to interview him on the success of ‘Mission Mars’ and that she was waiting for him in the cafeteria. When Vivaan reached the cafeteria, he found a young and attractive lady waiting for him. The lady was holding a notepad in her hand to note down the key points of the interview. She was wearing a blue skirt, a light red top along with an elegant pearl necklace and matching pearl earrings. Her shinning brown hair was flowing down to her shoulders. 

“Hello Vivaan, I am Veronica, a reporter from the Outlook magazine and I am here to interview you with regard to the success of your project ‘Mission Mars’ which is NASA’s most ambitious project till date,” Veronica introduced herself and offered her hand to Vivaan.

“Hello, Veronica, nice meeting you,” Vivaan said, shaking hands with Veronica.

Veronica smiled; it was an adorable dimpled smile. “Nice meeting you, Vivaan. Pleasure is completely mine. Thank you for agreeing to the interview!”

Both Vivaan and Veronica settled down on a couch placed at the corner of the cafeteria.

“Would you like to have a cup of coffee or tea?” Vivaan asked.

“Err…I mean coffee, cappuccino or chocolate mocha?” Vivaan corrected himself immediately, as he realized that not many people in Los Angeles are used to tea. It was just that tea was the most widely prepared beverage at his home and hence comes more easily to his mind.

“Thank you, Vivaan, coffee would be good,” Veronica confirmed in her modulated, courteous voice.

Vivaan got up to fetch the drinks from the coffee vending machine that was near the couch. He picked up a disposable coffee cup from the stand and put it under the coffee nozzle of the coffee machine and then touched the coffee button on the menu screen. The coffee vending machine started making an irritating sound as if it was preparing the best coffee in the world, but to Vivaan’s disappointment, it did not deliver coffee in the next one minute. Vivaan waited patiently for the first thirty seconds but the remaining thirty seconds felt like ages to him.

“Damn,” Vivaan mumbled to himself. Unable to control his anger, Vivaan hit the machine with his right-hand fist, his left hand still holding the coffee cup. To Vivaan’s horror, out of revenge, the coffee machine started pouring hot water on to Vivaan’s left hand through a hot water nozzle which was situated next to the coffee nozzle. It was a Herculean effort on Vivaan’s part to not scream out in pain, as Veronica was observing him through the corner of her eye. Vivaan immediately put his left hand under the cold water. Fortunately, the cold-water tap was located just beside the coffee vending machine at the utensil washing sink. It gave him immediate relief. One thing Vivaan had learnt from the fire drills that happened twice a year in his office was that the first thing to do when one gets burnt is to put water or milk on the burnt area. When you put water or milk on the burnt area, the heat doesn’t penetrate below the surface of the skin and the damage is controlled to the minimum.

Vivaan stared angrily at the coffee machine and wondered why the coffee vending machine starts behaving like a jealous girlfriend whenever a gorgeous girl comes to the office. One thing which Vivaan was sure by then was that Veronica would certainly doubt his credibility. He knew that she would wonder how a person managing a team which successfully launched a spaceship on Mars is so unable to tackle a simple coffee machine. 

Vivaan gave Veronica a sheepish smile. She was looking directly at him by then with an inquisitive expression on her face, and it looked like she was trying hard to figure out what was happening. He once again placed the coffee cup below the coffee nozzle and touched the coffee button on the screen. Fortunately, the machine delivered the coffee this time, and soon the next cup of coffee was ready too.  Vivaan breathed a long sigh of relief and handed one cup of coffee to Veronica and took his seat back on a couch adjacent to her.

“Vivaan, tell us something about yourself,” Veronica started her interview while taking a sip of the hot coffee.

“Well, I belong to Jaipur, India. My parents shifted to Los Angeles when I was 8 years old, and since then we have been living here. From my childhood, I had wanted to become a scientist. I also have a great fascination for mathematics. I won many maths championships during my school and college days. Just after finishing my graduation I got an offer from NASA and joined as a Trainee scientist, and within a year I got promoted twice to the role of Project manager. ‘Mission Mars’ is my first project as a project manager,” Vivaan stated.

“That’s admirable and praiseworthy! Two promotions within the first year of joining NASA, it’s awesome!” Veronica said with sincere appreciation as she unconsciously tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

Vivaan smiled and winked, “Thank you!”

“What is ‘Mission Mars’ all about?” Veronica asked Vivaan. She leaned back and crossed her legs.

Vivaan couldn’t help but notice her smooth legs. He felt guilty and wondered what men should do in the presence of a hot girl? Ignore their sexiness and concentrate on boring stuff? Sorry, men are not designed to do that.

Vivaan looked away and pretended to be thoughtful. “Mars Science Laboratory is a robotic space probe mission to Mars which was started by NASA three years ago. We have now successfully landed Curiosity, a Mars rover, in the Gale Crater. The overall objectives of this mission include investigating Mars’ habitability, studying its climate and geology and collecting data for a human-crewed mission to Mars. The rover is primed with a variety of scientific instruments designed by an international team.”

Veronica smiled and smoothed down her skirt. “Vivaan, I hope you wouldn’t mind telling us something more about yourself.  Our readers would definitely love to have a peek into your life,” Veronica requested with a mixture of excitement and curiosity writ large on her face.

“Hmm...I am a simple person who loves to read books apart from working at NASA. In my free time, which I have very little of, I enjoy solving mathematical riddles. I also enjoy spending time with my friends and a childhood girlfriend Riya; they are my stress busters.”

Veronica’s eyes sparkled and her ears perked up on hearing about Riya, Vivaan’s girlfriend. “Wow! Childhood girlfriend! That’s really sweet, please tell us something about Riya!”

Vivaan blushed but decided to talk: “We both know each other since I was eight-years-old and first came to Los Angeles with my parents. She is a wonderful girl; I can’t imagine getting a better life partner than her. Yes, Riya and I are going to tie the knot soon.”

Veronica flashed another killing smile at Vivaan, “Heartiest Congratulations to you both!”

“Thank you, Veronica! I must say that you have a beautiful smile,” Vivaan said. He finished his coffee and put down the empty mug on the table. The chocolaty taste of coffee lingered in his mouth.

“Thank you, Vivaan!” Veronica giggled; her laugh was even more breath-taking than her smile. Vivaan’s heartbeats increased as it had reminded him of the mysterious girl who keeps coming in his weird dream.  

“One last question: you are an inspiration to many. At such a young age you have achieved a lot, what is the message you would like to give to our readers?” Veronica asked.

Vivaan looked thoughtfully at Veronica.

“Well, the message I would like to pass on to all the wonderful readers of the Outlook magazine is that everyone works based on their unique time zones. People can have things worked out only according to their pace. Work in your time zone. Your colleagues, friends, younger ones might seem to go ahead of you. Maybe some might seem behind you. Don’t envy them or mock them; it’s their time zone. You are in yours! Hold on, be strong, and stay true to yourself. New York is three hours ahead of Los Angeles, but it does not mean that Los Angeles is slow, or that New York is fast. Both are working based on their own time. Someone is still single. Someone graduated at the age of twenty-two yet waited five years before securing a good job, and there is another who graduated at twenty-seven and secured employment immediately. Someone became CEO at twenty-five and died at fifty while another became a CEO at fifty and lived to ninety years.  All things shall work together for your good. You’re not late.”

Veronica gave Vivaan the thumbs up. “Indeed, a wonderful message Vivaan! Thank you so much for taking time out for the interview. We will publish your interview in our upcoming monthly issue and will courier a few copies of the magazine to you.”

Vivaan smiled, “Thank you, Veronica! Pleasure is completely mine.”

To be continued...

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Synopsis: The Girl in the Dream

2017, Los Angeles - Vivaan, a NASA scientist has a strange recurring dream of a mysterious girl. His engagement with Riya turns into a nightmare when his dream starts turning into reality. He flies to Madhya Pradesh to find himself at the center of a 500-years-old enigma.

1500 AD, Kingdom of Ujjain - Shrinika is heartbroken when she is betrayed by Rudra, the king of Ujjain. After the unfortunate incident, she mysteriously disappeared.

2017, Madhya Pradesh - Dhiren, the evil son of the village sarpanch is in desperate search of the ancient Statue of Lord Shiva which is hidden somewhere in Shivgarh Fort and worth a billion dollars.

2011, MNIT Jaipur - Rachit fall head over heels in love with Swara when he is asked to propose to her, as a ragging prank, by his seniors.

What links Rachit and Swara to the complex puzzle of Vivaan’s dream? What is the secret of the ancient Shiva temple? What connects Vivaan to Shrinika, the missing girl in the 16th century? Read on as you travel through a saga of love and passion, betrayal and conspiracy, hope and ambition. 

  

"Enthralling and thrilling, a mix of romance, mystery, mythology and fantasy...The story has the visual effect of a screenplay...a magnum opus!"

Ashvamegh 

"Full of mystery, thrill, entertainment, and unexpected turns...A nail-biting romantic thriller..."

Indian Book Critics

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SYNOPSIS

“I am Raavan, the mightiest demon king…”

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