MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga - The Battle for Faltu Jagah

Tik! Boooooooooom! A loud explosion sent UskiDum lying face down in the muck. The President's men, no, the President's mercenaries had finally caught up with them. They had counted their chickens before they hatched. Suddenly Maa Ki Aankh sounded eons away. Just as they were thinking through their plan of action a second missile dug a deep crater just a few meters from them. This was not going to be easy. They'd have to give their everything. The odds were in favor of them dying. Sigh! What is it with the 25th century and super heroes. Were they not meant to be?

Like a bolt of lightening, the words spoken by their guru, their mentor, rang in their ears. "When the world spits in your face and your searching for the place where it all started, you will be blessed with powers you would never have imagined you could possess. It will then help you fulfill your life's purpose. ". Life had spit in their face, the two scud missiles had more than just done that with Uskidum. They were searching for the place where it all started. It was Maa ki Aaankh. This was their guru's prophecy. They were to be blessed with special powers.

But everything happening around them was telling them otherwise as yet another scud dug yet another gaping hole, this time behind where they were holed up. Frustration was creeping in as they realized they were no match for these armed mercenaries without their special powers. In a rare out burst of rage MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga yelled, "Aaaaaargh!!! I will save this world and you will not stop me". He raised his hand holding it up parallel to the ground. What happened next caught everyone including the Save Your Skins off guard. A jet of blue pulsating light blanketed one whole company of the mercenaries, wiping them out into oblivion.

An instant later it all fell together for the Save Your Skins, like the pieces of a Jigsaw puzzle. Their powers were either their inherent qualities or were hidden in their names. MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga's power was his controlled aggression which he could wield into pulsating, destructive beams of light. GolBottom's was his hopelessly heavy weight. He could use it to bounce of the missiles heading their way. He was their defense mechanism. He was their insurance policy. UskiDum as his name suggested could wield a long swooping tail which could hold captive over a 1000 troops at a time. Mahanaatma could suck the life force, a person's soul, out of who ever he deemed unnecessary baggage.

With this new revelation for the Save Your skins, there was a new sting in their tail. Their depleting morale had bobbed back up and shot through the roof. MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga and GolBottom teamed up. While GolBottom provided cover from the scuds, MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga set about wiping out company after company into oblivion. From a crouching position, MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga jumped over an approaching missile, rolling over it and landing on his feet. Stretching hi hand out, he let a bolt of pulsating blue light through his hands. The troops in front felt for a moment, the vibrations caused by the powerful bolt of light before they ceased to exist in any form or shape. Mahanaatma and UskiDum were equally at work. While UskiDum scooped up groups of soldiers into the deadly clutches of his long tail, Mahanaatma sucked the souls out the hapless soldiers. Each soul making him stronger and more powerful than the one before.  

Company after company was wiped out in a matter minutes. The President's men had fallen. Those who had not, went scampering away to their evil master with news of the great powers possessed by their master's chief enemies, The Save Your Skins.

The battle for Faltu Jagah was won. Maa Ki Aankh itself however remained unconquered.

MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga - The Search for Maa Ki Aaankh

"The horses are tired and they need some rest", yelled MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga over the strong breeze. "We need to get some sleep too ya know! I can't feel my bottom", added GolBottom. The journey had been long and tiring. After spending years on end behind a desk, even a 5 minute walk could make you feel like you've scaled the Mount Everest. They got off their horses. UskiDum was watching over the horses while they were grazing. Mahanaatma in the mean time lit up a small fire to heat their food. It had been an uncommon 24 hours without bread and beer for these dudes.

The president's men were hot on their heels and it had become a luxury to stop for more than a quick leak in the bushes. The horses didn't even have that. They did it on the run. They had taken an oath of allegiance and they were going to fulfill it or die trying. They had a sense of the responsibilities and expectations weighing down on their shoulders and they were not about to let any one down. Not without a fight!

The search for Maa Ki Aaankh had led them through a difficult and bone crunching path full of difficulties. Slowly but surely they worked their way through the cryptic clues that had been passed on to them by their predecessors. Now what lay between them and Maa Ki Aankh was just a vast piece of wasteland and a mountain range. They were so close and yet so far. The world as it was today was going to come to an end and a new beginning was teasing them from the horizon. They had might as well drink to the occasion.

As soon as GolBottom tied the horses up they gathered around the fire to enjoy what had become in these times of crisis, a king's meal. GolBottom took his iPhone 10.5 out of his pocket and started to play the 2011 world cup final highlights. It had been his favorite piece of audio from the archives of the SEBi society. The commentary had now gotten to a fever pitch with India needing 10 runs from last 4 deliveries when an familiar and unpleasant noise caught MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga's ear. "GolBottom!", he said with caution in his voice. When he didn't get a response he yelled, "Would you please shut that piece of crap up?". GolBottom responded instantly.

Storm clouds were brewing on the horizon waiting to unleash their havoc on the earth below. They did tend to get a little violent in the post World War III days. Suddenly, a flash of lightening hit the ground just a few meters away from GolBottom. In the panic that the flash of lightening caused, his phone went flying in the air. The skies roared thunderously. The horses were hoofing now sensing the impending havoc the storm was about to bring.

The air was gusting with conviction and vigor. Panic had engulfed the imbecile half of the quartet. UskiDum and Mahanaatma went scampering behind a large tree while MainDuiyaKoBachaoonga and GolBottom spent their valuable energy in a futile effort to fight the storm. They tried to calm the horses down but as soon as they untied them, they bolted for shelter. As plastic bag after plastic bag slapped their ballooned faces, good sense prevailed and they joined Mahanaatma and UskiDum in hiding.

Their bread was soaking wet and had mutilated into a blob of green mass and their beer was no better than water as the storm clouds relentlessly poured out on the earth below. Hope was dwindling and they were running out of time. The king's men with all their hi-tech equipment would soon catch up with them and life as they knew was going to become just that little bit harder.

They spent painfully long hours holed up behind the tree trunk while they waited for the storm to pass. After a whole 10 hours, the clouds finally cleared as the quartet wondered how long had HE been holding his.. Well.. You know..

They wearily stepped from the under the protective cover of the tree trunk to get a sense of the carnage the storm had brought down on the unsuspecting Save Your Skins.

Foodless, beerless and horseless, they had their task cut out. That is not to mention the evil and hungry wolves of the President chasing them down.  MainduniyaKoBachaoonga set about reorganizing his ranks(which comprised of one large bottom, a tail and a great soul) issuing orders at the speed of a super sonic air plane.

And then… Tik!! BOOOOOOM!!