GOTRBHID MAHĀ BHĀRAT: SHŪDRASÝ TU SAVARÑAIV NĀNYĀ BHĀRYĀ VIDHĪYATÉ: 16

Gotrbhid Mahā Bhārat

Shūdrasý tu Savarñaiv Nānyā Bhāryā vidhīyaté

‘Jāti Pānti Poochhé Nahin Koī,

Hari ko bhajé so Hari kā Hoī’

1/18: Ādi Parv

Durgesh

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Chapter 16

Durgesh Kaikéyī Mukherjī
Dashrath Bhārgav

I smiled at Dashrath Bhārgav.
“But Dad, what’s wrong in it, even if I can’t return or enter Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā Creations for fourteen years?”
Dashrath Bhārgav looked at me as if he had lost everything whatsoever he had.
“You should have asked Sumant why he was sent to bring you here, instead of any lady robot. Should you haven’t, Durgesh?”
Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, looked gravely at Dashrath Bhārgav.
Then he looked at me,
“Durgesh, my dear boy, you are my son in law too. Aren’t you? I thought it was better to bring you myself here instead of some bloody lady robot that doesn’t have any human heart.”
Kaikéyī Mukherjī smiled cunningly.
“Son, Durgesh, your father in law, Dashrath Bhārgav is afraid of me very much that my son Bharat Chaturvédī may let me establish Communism here.”
Dashrath Bhārgav looked at me,
“Param Purush, now even you can’t say I am wrong. You always favored Kaikéyī Mukherjī even on Kaushalyā Mukherjī and Sumitrā Chatterjī. Now you can see yourself what Kaikéyī Mukherjī is doing. I agree she could not influence you. But she could have certainly influenced Bharat Chaturvédī if we were not vigilant enough.”
Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, immediately seconded Dashrath Bhārgav,
“Mr. President is right, son. The first lady of Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā Creations, Kaikéyī Mukherjī, does not deserve this honor. She has herself proved it now.”

I looked at Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, Dashrath Bhārgav and Kaikéyī Mukherjī, all the three present there with me.
I understood it very well that despite my continuous constant nonstop attempts, I could not replace Dashrath Bhārgav here as I had successfully in Bhārgav Brahm Ayodhyā Creations.
Dashrath Chaturvédī helped me there unknowingly in amending the ever ancient time cycle of ending Trétā Yug.
But Dashrath Bhārgav here, in Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā Creations, was more prudent.
It was not easy to replace him.
Dashrath Bhārgav tried to save me here more prudently, even at his own cost.
The problem was his less knowledge and experiences that he could not help.
He was more prudent than Dashrath Chaturvédī.
Even his intensions were better.
But due to these better intensions themselves, he had, he never tried to protect himself.
He tried to protect me instead.
Even then, it was better Dashrath Bhārgav was not in panic or depression as my original body, projected from my Kashyap body was in the ending Trétā Yug.
“Dad, Ārý Sumant, I brought Justice Hémā Bhārgav back to Bhārgav Brahm Ayodhyā Creations and successfully changed the time cycle there. Hémā Bhārgav helped me there successfully because President Dashrath Bhārgav was prudent enough to let his daughters study the time cycle of ending Trétā Yug.”
Dashrath Bhārgav smiled ruefully,
“No, my son, my son in law, it was not actually my prudence that helped you there. It was Padminī Bhārgav’s prudence instead that you always criticize as being a communal prudence.”
“Oh, come on, Dad, Mr. President, there are infinite Brahm Ayodhyā Creations now. The ever devotional traditional Brāhmañs are keeping the time cycle of ending Trétā Yug alive projecting it ever more everywhere than any other society.”
Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, interrupted,
“Pardon me, Vats Durgesh, you almost always blame us traditional Brāhmañs for keeping alive the projections of ending Trétā Yug in almost entire infinite Creations. But tell me one thing. Even if your theory is correct, aren’t our infinite Brāhmañ Creations better than the non Brāhmañ Creations, even if there is chaos here? Aren’t the non Brāhmañ Creations facing even worse chaos than we are? Yes, my childhood friend, President Dashrath Bhārgav couldn’t stop our first lady Kaikéyī Mukherjī from sending you in exile here, but he has successfully helped you here in attaining your Svarūpé Avasthānam, hasn’t he?”
“Of course, Dad, Prime Minister, Ārý Sumant, but is that enough?”*

Kaikéyī Mukherjī looked at Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, cunningly.
“Ārý Sumant, you don’t need to answer Durgesh here. If you really want to answer him and discuss this ‘very important’ matter any further, please leave Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā Creations with him too for as many days as it is necessary for you. Don’t worry, you can return to Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā whenever you want to. At present, I don’t want to listen to any more discussion between Durgesh and you.”
Dashrath Bhārgav whirled furiously at his Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī,
“Sumant, my ever best childhood friend, can’t you see she is afraid of herself?”
“Afraid of herself, Mr. President?” Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, looked at Dashrath Bhārgav quite surprised.
“Sure, certainly, why not?” Dashrath Bhārgav said sarcastically, “Your first lady, Kaikéyī Mukherjī, knows very well that it’s not Rām Chaturvédī she had brought up here. He has attained his Svarūpé Avasthānam now.”
“Svarūpé Avasthānam, hell,” Kaikéyī Mukherjī laughed smirking Dashrath Bhārgav, “You have simply kidnapped my son, Rām Chaturvédī, and Durgesh has taken his place. That’s why my husband Dashrath Chaturvédī was sent to Bhārgav Brahm Ayodhyā Creations and you were brought here. What do you think, Kaikéyī Mukherjī was born yesterday? I want Durgesh in exile from Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā Creations, not because I want my son Bharat Chaturvédī to head Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā Creations, but because I want to destroy HVSI Creations’s conspiracy against us traditional Brāhmañ Creations.”

Dashrath Bhārgav knew very well who was to be exiled actually.
Durgesh was almost in every household of United BrahmKanyā Brahmāñī Brāhmañ Creations.
Entire infinite Brahm Ayodhyā Creations were not out of United BrahmKanyā Brahmāñī Brāhmañ Creations.
If Kaikéyī Mukherjī really wanted to exile Durgesh from Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā Creations, it served no purpose at all.
Durgesh was still there in almost every household.
So what was actually Kaikéyī Mukherjī after?
Did she really believe in what she claimed?
She really believed Rām Chaturvédī hadn’t attained any Svarūpé Avasthānam?
There wasn’t any Svarūpé Avasthānam at all?
It was only some ingenious political strategy of the Vedic Monotheist Hindus and the ever shrewdest Bachhalyās?
But even Pātanjal Yogdarshanam talks of Svarūpé Avasthānam.
Dashrath Bhārgav married his daughter Sītā Bhārgav with Rām Chaturvédī.
If Rām Chaturvédī is really kidnapped, is his daughter now wife of Durgesh, instead of Rām Chaturvédī?
Dashrath Bhārgav knows very well he hasn’t kidnapped Rām Chaturvédī.
How the hell can he?

Kaushalyā Bhārgav was stunned.
“What? Kaikéyī Mukherjī has asked for your exile from Dashrath Bhārgav, for fourteen years? But how can she?”
“I damn care, Mātr’shrī.” I said in my Rām Chaturvédī body, “I am going.”
“Rām, it’s not Trétā Yug now. Neither you are Lord Rām.”

Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi entered there smiling,
“He was himself Lord Rām, mātéshvarī,”
“Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi,” Kaushalyā Bhārgav said somewhat exasperated, “It was only a political strategy our Jan Pravād Vibhāg, our rumors section spread everywhere prudently to take advantage of it and you know it. You are yourself not born in any non-political family.”
Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi Bhārgav smiled ironically,
“Svarñ Lankéshvar Brahm Samrāŧ Rāvañ Paulastý Bhārgav? He had abandoned me, mātéshvarī.”
“Forget it, Putrī, daughter in law,” Kaushalyā Bhārgav said, “Brother Svarñ Lankéshvar Brahm Samrāŧ Rāvañ Paulastý Bhārgav has declared now that it was only his political strategy then, to get rid of some political problems he was facing then.”
“Mātéshvarī,” Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi Bhārgav smiled ironically, “I have come here to take you with us.”
Kaushalyā Bhārgav was surprised immensely,
“Where, Sītā?”
“Wherever Durgesh is going in his Rām Chaturvédī body.”
“Sītā, I can’t leave Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā, and you know it.”
“No, I don’t know,” Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi Bhārgav said doggedly, stubbornly, “will you please tell me kindly, mother, why the hell can’t you leave this bloody wretched Chaturvédī Brahm Ayodhyā? What the hell is here for you? You are not even first lady here.”
I looked at Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi Bhārgav.
In her original physical body we were in Chaturang Shāshvat Maithunyog.
It was her projected etheric body.*

Laxmañ Chaturvédī was doggedly against it,
“No, Bhaiyā, we won’t leave. We have to destroy, to amend this bloody wretched time cycle.”
“I never told you to leave your fatherland, Laxmañ,” I smiled.
“You know me better, Brother, Bhrātr’shrī. I was never a nationalist, confined to my nation only. Of course, I love my nation, even more than the so called nationalists do. Who the damnfool says Vibhīshañ didn’t love Lankā? It’s only the ever unjust anti-Hindu anti-human interpretation of our ever human Hindu history.”
“Laxmañ,”
“The ever anti human nationalists that always want to spread their legs out of their own confined nation, and want to attack other nations inhumanly, use this disguise to fulfill their own dirty wretched vested selfish interests.”
“I’m proud of you, Laxmañ.” I was overwhelmed, “Now, I believe your own Svarūpé Avasthānam has itself occurred, almost completely.”
“Well,” my younger brother in my Rām Chaturvédī body, Laxmañ Chaturvédī, hesitated somewhat, “I don’t think so, brother. I think the process is still continued.”
“You don’t think you are Laxmañ originally, even now?”
“No, brother. I think I’m Prakāsh instead, originally.”
“I see,” Urmilā Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav looked at her Chaturvédī Brāhmañ husband, Laxmañ Chaturvédī, then she looked at me, “Bhaiyā, Brother, my theory is correct.”
“What?” Laxmañ Chaturvédī almost jumped, “I’m becoming Sarvochch Brahmarshi, Om Prakāsh? Brother, Bharat Chaturvédī is becoming Financial Administrator of HVSI Creations, Ved Prakāsh?”*

Mantharā Bhārgav was shrewd enough that she managed Urmilā Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav not only to romance with me, but even make love to me, when she was not married to Laxmañ Chaturvédī.
It was in my original Durgesh body.
I never knew then that I was Rām Chaturvédī too, originally, Laxmañ Chaturvédī was Prakāsh originally and Bharat Chaturvédī was Ved Prakāsh originally.
I didn’t only love Urmilā Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav but we even made love with each other.
Urmilā Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav, naturally revolted when her father, Kushdhvaj Bhārgav, informed her to marry with Laxmañ Chaturvédī.
“What the hell, Dad, Pitr’shrī, how can I? You know I love Durgesh, he is my boyfriend. Yet you…”
“Well, I told President Dashrath Chaturvédī,” President Kushdhvaj Bhārgav, Sankāshý Bhārgav Creations smiled, “He is thorough gentleman. Neither President Dashrath Chaturvédī, nor his ever righteous son, Laxmañ Chaturvédī, has any objection. They understand it’s normal nowadays that…”
“Well, I have objection and it’s not normal for me.” Urmilā Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav interrupted her father, furiously.
President Kushdhvaj Bhārgav, Sankāshý Bhārgav Creations, smiled patiently.
He knew it was not an easy task.
Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi decided too late.
She wasn’t as modern as to have any boyfriend, but his daughters, Māndavī Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav, Urmilā Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav and Shrutkīrti Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav never lived in Trétā Yug, as Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi Bhārgav did.
She imitated almost everything Brahm Jagdambā Sītā Rāvañi Paulastý did.
Māndavī Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav, Urmilā Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav, and Shrutkīrti Mithiléshvarī Bhārgav, all the three were my own girlfriends in my original Durgesh body and we had sex also.
All the four of us.*

Not only Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, but even Sītā Mithiléshvarī Rāvañi Bhārgav and Laxmañ Chaturvédī marveled at the inside of the unique spaceship especially designed for me only.
There were similar spaceships that were especially designed for, Prakāsh, Ved Prakāsh, Udaý and Shlésh.
The ships were named ‘Sarvochch Brahmarshi’, ‘Arth Prashāsak’, ‘Brahmarshi 3’ and ‘Brahmarshi 4’.
Only the man, the ship was especially designed for, could pilot it, none else.
The Spaceship was not new however to anyone of us.
Even Prime Minister, Sumant Chaturvédī, had traveled in it with me and his numerous Chaturvédī Brāhmañ Brahm Jagdambā daughters.
However, these Spaceships needed seven ashvinātam pairs too, one ashvinātar pair and at least two normal ashvinā pairs more.
These ten pairs supplied these Spaceships the required Bio Electricity duly converted into EV diamagnetic force.
The utilization of space was ingenious.
Padminī Bhārgav had asked.
“Can’t even HVSI design such a Spaceship without any necessity of ashvinātam pairs?”
I had laughed,
“Ask or suggest it to Prakāsh. I never interfere with production in any manner whatsoever. The communists did it irrevocably erroneously and lost their administrative powers within 72 years only. I never want to repeat what the damnfools did.

Chapter 17
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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam