How weird it is that sometimes the person who understands us the least is none other than ourselves. And when we realize that our heart was lying to us all along it gets too late to rectify all that went wrong.Koyal finds herself in the same predicament. And being the impulsive person that she is she runs away without a trace. She runs blindly on the path that unfolds before her.Now in the midst of new companions, lush Ziro valley, hippies, music and locally brewed beer she finally re-discovers herself. Come join her through her journey filled with quirky events, adventures, self-awakening and not to forget, her tantrums and breakdowns with a friend who makes it all the more special.
In hindi, the word bhoot stands both for ghosts and the past. It is no coincidence that the past which has a good capacity to haunt us and affect our mental state has been given the same term as for ghosts. In this story, the protagonist Sheila is dealing with some such ghosts from her past.
The year is 1090. Trade is on it's zenith and so are the changes taking place in the society. Norms are changing. There is a surge of new ideas and religions. In the backdrop of the trading and cultural hub, Muziris, the ancient port city of Dakshin-Bharat, Vasuki, the namesake of Shiva's destroyer snake, the charming vishkanya fights a battle of revenge, a battle not her own. Set in the changing political scenario of Dakshin-Bharat, what would happen when the hunter falls for the hunted.
Good and bad, life and death, female and male, everything we look around was created in pairs by the Almighty. Each member different yet compatible with and completing the other. Incomplete in every sense without its better half. Then how could He abstain from creating a pair for the very basis of the existence of life, for the dimension Kali, which we better know by the name of Earth. Earth doesnt actually have a pair but, it is an amalgamation of various dimensions, which broadly can be classified as the pair of dimensions of Kali and Safania. Where Kali was the body, Safania was its conscience. Safania,"The land where dreams take birth". Something or someone now poses a threat to Safania. Unbeknownest to all, Safania is poised to turn a new leaf in its montonous history.
The quakes last for a few minutes, but the tremors are felt even years later. The wounds heal but the scars never go away...
Uruvi had always been a wallflower. Hence, her elopement and subsequent love marriage came as a surprise to all, including her. But she had to pay a price for her love,Aman, to be hers, she had to let go of her family, sever all the ties. Now the precious Aman for whom she let go of her whole life seems to be drifting apart from her. Questions, doubts, pain plague her mind, render her restless. Are these thoughts, these insequreties for real?....or is she battering herself up only because of a mirage??