This is the story of a boy who, in his childhood, was very mischievous and never listened to anyone in his village. Though he was good at studies, he never enjoyed attending the village school.
His father didn't live in the village, he stayed in the city for work. At home, his mother was constantly troubled by his grandmother and aunts. When she fell sick, no one cared for her, no one gave her medicine, and even the money sent by her husband was taken away by the family. Helpless, she had no choice but to ask for help from her brother, who always supported her and her children in whatever way he could.
Years later, her son became the most powerful person people had ever seen. Everyone was eager to meet him, but he preferred to hide his identity and live a simple life.
This story takes place in a small village in Uttar Pradesh, called Chandreshpur. Long ago, the village was known for a famous bandit named Sadlu. Though he was feared as a dangerous outlaw, he never harmed or looted the people of his own or nearby villages. Slowly, he became respected among them.
One night, while Sadlu and his brother were traveling, they encountered a new gang of around 30 men from outside the area. A heated argument broke out, but Sadlu and his brother had no backup. The outsiders searched for them night after night. To protect his family, Sadlu stopped staying at home after dark.
His gang members asked him one day:
"Dada, where do you go every night? We come to find you but you are never here."
Sadlu replied:
"I had a conflict with another gang. They look for me every night. If I stay home, they might harm my family, so I wander outside to keep them safe."
One of his men said:
"Dada, tomorrow don't go anywhere. Let them come. We'll face them."
That night, Sadlu stayed at home. The rival gang surrounded his house, but his own men quickly arrived. Surprisingly, the other gang folded their hands in respect and said:
"Dada, forgive us. Leave this small prey for us. He troubled us a lot, but now we found him."
Hearing this, one of Sadlu's friends slapped their leader so hard that his tooth broke and shouted:
"If you ever dare trouble them again, none of you will live to see another day. Now apologize and leave."
The gang begged for forgiveness and fled. From then on, no one dared to trouble Sadlu or even cross paths with him. He was feared everywhere, and even the police knew him by his reputation. But at home, his children were simple and kind-hearted.
He had two sons:
1. Sitaram – calm, gentle, and easily frightened.
2. Dayaram – short-tempered and bold.
Years later, both married. Dayaram had five children:
1. Ranjit
2. Manoj
3. Haerdish
4. Chandrashekhar
5. Santosh
Among them, the eldest was simple and well-behaved, while the youngest was hot-headed, just like Sadlu Dada. Over time, the family grew, and everyone got married except Haerdish, who never wanted to marry.
Ranjit had three children of his own. The youngest among them possessed extraordinary strength since childhood, unlike his other two brothers. This child would later bring both fear and fascination into the story, blending romance, danger, and mystery.
My name is Abhishek, and I am that child. I was born with powers so great that I could defeat an army of thousands in moments. In my village, people called me Yangis, and I even made it my nickname.
But power is dangerous. I had to hide my abilities so that no one would get hurt because of me. Other children in the village avoided me, no one wanted to be my friend. I studied at the village school but always kept to myself.
My father worked in the city and sent money home, but my mother never received it. She was uneducated, and my grandmother and aunts fooled her, denying her even medicine when she was sick. She had to ask her brother for help just to survive. Still, she endured everything and kept the family together.
My father never knew what we were going through, and as children, we couldn't tell him much. One day, the family beat my mother without reason. When my uncle found out, he took us to his home for a year. Later, when my father learned the truth, he took leave from work, came home, and then brought us with him to the city.
I didn't know then that I already had such powerful abilities. If I had known, I might have destroyed everything in anger.
In the city, I was admitted to school and continued my studies. Every evening, I secretly trained my powers, away from everyone, so that no one would disturb me. Over months, my father also arranged tuition for me.
At tuition, I met a beautiful girl. For the first time, my heart skipped a beat. Even when sick, I went to class just to see her. We became good friends, and for two years, we grew closer.
By 5th class, we went to school together, studied together, and returned home together. But then, another girl entered her life—her name was Bhumi. Slowly, my friend Gauri started spending more time with Bhumi and less with me.
I didn't like it. The distance between us grew. We were still in the same class, but things weren't the same. I sat at the last bench just to watch her. My focus in studies faded, and all I thought about was her.
At school, I stayed with my friends, laughing and having fun, but still, her memories never left me. Somehow, the school days passed, yet I always felt more peace in just looking at her than in talking to her. It was a strange kind of comfort—like a voice inside me whispered: "Just look at her, keep looking, and your heart will find peace."
Whenever I saw her, my heart felt calm, filled with joy and delight. But on the days she didn't come to school, my mood instantly turned sad. I kept wondering, "Why didn't she come today? What happened to her?" My mind filled with countless questions, and though I tried to convince myself, the uneasiness stayed.
But every evening, when I saw her at tuition, my heart felt alive again. We studied together, talked, and laughed. She even had a nickname—Tegna—and I used to call her that. She would get annoyed and argue with me, but I loved teasing her; it gave me so much happiness.
Still, my love for her was one-sided. She never knew how I felt. I was crazy about her, but she always kept her distance. I was only in seventh grade then, yet I was lost in my one-sided love. I never confessed my feelings, because I feared that if she got angry, she might stop talking to me.
And exactly that happened when we all entered eighth grade.
One day, her brother came to school, though he wasn't her real brother. My friend Shivam jokingly said,
"Abhi, your brother-in-law has come!"
One of Gauri's friends overheard this and told her everything. That very day was her birthday, and she got angry with me. Out of embarrassment, I pretended to beat Shivam in front of everyone, though I never actually hit him.
But after that incident, the entire class found out that I loved Gauri. I didn't realize at the time that everyone already knew.
However, there was one secret nobody knew—my powers. I had to hide them from everyone. Not even my closest friends knew.
Yet, my friend had his own unique ability. He could control things with the power of his mind.
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