The Indian Resurrection

By Sukhdeepak Malvai

An alien race from the stars secretly lands scouts in India. Their sinister actions in the beginning instill fear. Later, they prove to be great trading partners and pave the way for a new India, rich and powerful, bent on being a regional power. The partnership with the aliens has benefits and pitfalls that are shown through the eyes of a policeman who wants to expose their sinister plans for this planet. What happens is a surprise.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing India
• Release date: Mar 15, 2016
• ISBN: 9781482871562

Sukhdeepak Malvai

Sukhdeepak Malvai has been a student of human behavior for over sixty-two years. He has been a behavioural guru to thousands and has mentored many successful executives. He has been a trekkie and avid reader of classic sci-fi authors like Asimov, Arthur C. Clarke, Frank Herbert, and many more! Last year, he turned to the dark side, and this is the first installment for your reading pleasure.

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The Indian

RESURRECTION

Sukhdeepak Malvai

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Copyright © 2016 by Sukhdeepak Malvai.

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1    It Begins

Chapter 2    The Investigation Begins

Chapter 3    The Dreams

Chapter 4    The Guardians

Chapter 5    The Scouts

Chapter 6    It Escalates

Chapter 7    The Movement

Chapter 8    Developments

Chapter 9    The Landings

Chapter 10    Ambitions

Chapter 11    The wedding

Chapter 12    The Zotharians

Chapter 13    More from the Masters

Chapter 14    War

Chapter 15    Challenges

Chapter 16    Consolidation

Chapter 17    Growth

Chapter 18    The Clash

Chapter 19    Understanding

Chapter 20    The Space Pilot

Chapter 21    Preparations

Chapter 22    The World Comes Together

Chapter 23    War With The Invaders

Chapter 24    Fear Unites

Chapter 25    The Wait

Chapter 26    The Aliens on Earth

Chapter 27    The Shiva Squad

Chapter 28    The Fight For Survival

Chapter 29    The Invasion Fleet

Chapter 30    Zothar Invasion

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

This book would not have been completed without the encouragement and support of my wife Farida. I am very grateful to her for believing in me and supporting me.

My gratitude also goes out to my son Manav for the cover design.

CHAPTER 1

It Begins

Dawn was breaking as I eased my car into the parking slot.

The drizzle the night before had left puddles on the cemented road.

I stood there facing the wall in front and the graffiti on it. Most of it in Hindi that he could not read but there were pictures like a comic strip on the wall and I tried to figure out what they said.

There was pin drop silence and the absence of the usual early morning sounds intrigued me. I looked around and saw no one and moved towards a doorway recessed in the wall. The door was slightly open so I pushed it and went in to see a flight of narrow stairs in front of me. There was water dripping down, it had a greenish colour and seemed sticky. I quietly crept up the stairs and soon was on the first landing. There was a black door in front of me and since it was ajar, I went in and the stench made me gag. Putting a handkerchief on my nose I went forward and saw that the place was in shambles, papers and other belongings were strewn all over and there were many banknotes scattered all over.

I moved forward slowly and entered the next room; it was empty, no furniture, nothing except something in the centre of the room covered with a blanket. I moved the blanket aside and could see what the reason for the stink was. It was the misshapen mass of what looked like flesh with some green stuff oozing out. The mass was moving slowly, trying to creep forward.

I moved back towards the wall and found a light switch and snapped on the light and looked at the mass again; it appeared jelly-like and glistened in the light and was leaking the green fluid from a small hole in the bottom near the floor. The light was causing some agitation and the mass started to pulse and vibrate. It changed colour and became more substantial. There was a sound like the sound of breathing and the shape changed to that of a young woman who lay on the ground looking at him with vacant eyes. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief and said Are you alright? There was no sound from the woman, she just lay there looking at him and after a while stood up and looked around. Where am I? She said. Mumbai, I said. There was silence and she stood there just staring at me. Who are you? And what happened here? I asked. I wondered who had called me and directed me to this place; I was expecting the worst and here was this strange scene that had me puzzled.

She looked at me wordlessly and started to cry. I was in Delhi last night and don’t know what happened to me and how I woke up here, she said.

I noticed that the smell had vanished and so had all the greenish stuff. I asked, What happened to you? She looked dazed and shook her head and said, Do you have a mobile phone? I need to talk to my parents. I just passed my cell to her and looked on as she punched a number. She started talking in Punjabi, as soon as she got a connection and talked she became more alert and aware of her surroundings.

What is your name?, I asked as she started to sob. Mansi she said looking at me with her big round eyes. Who are you?, she asked. I am a police officer; I got a call asking me to come here. I was wondering what to do next when she told me she was hungry so I decided to take her out of this depressing place. I took one last look around for clues about what had brought her here but could not find anything at all. There was no trace of the green – sticky substance.

I took her down to my car and we drove in silence until I came to a well-lit area. I spotted a café and stopped outside it. Mansi staggered out of the car; she seemed feeble.

Inside we ordered a bottle or water and coffee and a sandwich for her. She seemed frightened and kept staring at me. I asked her to tell me what happened but she appeared to have no recollection of what had happened to her. I drove her to a hospital and the doctor pronounced that there was nothing wrong with her physically.

I called my senior officer for instructions and was instructed to keep her safe until her relatives arranged for her to go home. I drove her to a hotel but she was not willing to stay there as she did not want to be alone. I arranged for a woman officer to come and in the meantime sat with her in the lobby.

She suddenly wanted to talk and started telling me all about herself and her family. Her father ran a big business and she was the only child, a management graduate who had been working for an MNC for the last seven years. She was a person with few friends and her life was routine. Her last memory was of sitting in her office in Delhi, getting ready to go home. She was puzzled about what had happened to her and relieved that she was unharmed, her purse was intact and nothing was missing from it.

As soon as the woman officer came I took my leave after handing over my card to her. The next day the local office of her company arranged for her to return home. I filed a report and tried to forget all about it. It was the year 1998 and after three years in the Indian Police Service this was the first interesting case that had come my way and it was hard to put it out of my mind.

A few weeks passed and I got a call from her, she just thanked me and told me that she was well. There was a tremor in her voice as she spoke to me and I asked her if everything was alright. There was silence at her end and then she started to cry and said that she was having these strange dreams in which she saw herself waking up in the same place in Mumbai. I just listened to her and wondered what I could do about it. But as she went on she said something that caught my attention. She mentioned the green slime and that she would find small traces of it on her bed in the morning and these would disappear after some time. Delhi was way out of my jurisdiction so I put this whole affair out of my mind.

Two months later I was again directed to a lonely spot where another young lady found in a dazed condition and the officer who found her reported seeing a green slime at that spot.

My boss informed me that there had been many cases reported all over the country and we were being asked to cooperate.

All this was very strange and no one had any idea about the course of action.

I was appointed as the head of this investigation because I was the only one with a science post graduate degree. I was not keen to take this on because I had no idea how to go about tackling this case but my curiosity prevented me from making an excuse to decline it.

CHAPTER 2

The Investigation Begins

I decided to start by speaking to each one of the girls who had been through this strange experience.

There were 11 of them and I talked to all of them. It took me a month to travel and meet all of them.

They were from all over India, all from different states. I first looked at what was common to them. They were all in the age group of 22 to 27, all of them worked for real big firms and spoke English and Hindi and the language of the place their home state. There was one from Gujarat, one from Tamil Nadu, one from Bengal, one from Punjab, one from Delhi, one from Uttar Pradesh, two from Mumbai, and two from Bangalore and one from Kerala. All of them had no recollection of what happened, all of them were in their office and then suddenly found themselves in a strange place very far from where they were. There was, in their recollection, a gap of around 24 hours before they found themselves in a strange new place. All of them were alone in their office. All of them were from similar educational backgrounds. None of them was married or had a boyfriend. Their family backgrounds were quite dissimilar. None of them had any drug or alcohol problem. Their seniors and colleagues highly regarded all of them. They had not met any strangers. The only people they had interacted with were family or co-workers. None of them had got any letters or emails that could offer any clue. Every one of them reported traces of the green slime on their bed or clothes. I floated an inquiry to Interpol to find out about cases like this in any other country and concluded that no such case had been reported so far. Medical examinations of the girls showed nothing abnormal.

I believe in the power of many minds working together so I put together a diverse group of people and we did a brainstorming session. The only useful idea that came out was to arrange for all the girls to be put in a hypnotic state and find out if they could recall something.

The result was a lot of travel for me and the hypnotherapist. We did sessions with all the girls, and all of them could only remember seeing a dazzling flash of light and nothing else until they woke up in a strange place.

During this period two other cases were reported, one from Assam where a girl from Hyderabad appeared and another from Amritsar where a girl from Surat showed up.

The pressure from my bosses was building up because the press had got wind of this mystery and the public was clamouring for answers. One good thing was that all the girls were unharmed. I did not get permission to keep them all under observation. There was no clue to follow and I wondered if I should give up.

There were many questions in my mind. Why had only girls been abducted? Why only from India? What was the motive of these temporary abductions? Who or what was behind this?

There were no answers so far. I decided to take a few days off and relax my mind. I decided to do what I usually did to clear my mind; I went for a ten day Vipassana camp. The ten days of solitude and silence may give me some answers, I thought.

CHAPTER 3

The Dreams

The Vipassana camp began, and I got into the routine there. I was coming here for the third time, and I had never been so restless before this. Sitting in silence used to be so soothing but this time, I could not let go of my thoughts. Again and again, my mind went to the image of the green slime and the foul smell that accompanied it. After two days of wrestling with my restlessness, I was finally able to surrender to the practice and my mind quietened down. The routine required us to go to bed early and on the third day, as usual, I went to my cottage and went to sleep.

As soon as I slept I was transported to a strange place. There was brilliant moonlight, and there was a mist all around. It was silent, so quiet that it felt unnatural. There was no sound at all. There were trees all around, and I was on a path that went through them. I started walking, and my feet did not make a sound. I felt very peaceful, and I did not have any fearful thoughts, which was unusual under the circumstances. When I looked up, I could see that the stars were brilliant and were clearer than I had ever seen.

I kept walking for a long time, and I started wondering where I was going. There was nothing but the trees and the path ahead. Strangely, I was not feeling tired even after walking for so long. So I kept walking. Something was drawing me forward; I did not want to sit down. I looked back, again