Advitya

By Kavita Rekha Jain

She was unstoppable. She was indestructible. But one fine day, she met her match.

It appeared out of nowhere and stood in her way. She tried to break it. She tried to climb it. But she couldn't push THE WALL away.

 

One summer day, she rammed her will against an equally stubborn wall and found herself facing her nemesis.

 

A problem without a solution…a question that nobody could answer…a lesson that seemed like punishment and a turn of events that was more than life-changing…

ADVITYA is the story of a stubborn athlete who became a carpenter to carve her destiny from wood. ADVITYA is the story of an eccentric champion who become a teacher to learn the lessons universe wanted to teach her.

 

ADVITYA is the story of someone who made the choice of believing that THE WALL standing in her way was an opportunity in disguise.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kavita Rekha Jain
• Release date: Aug 31, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223817970

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Advitya

PACKAGE 

AN ECLIPSE IS AN OPPORTUNITY FOR THE SOUL TO EXPERIENCE THE DARKNESS

Each individual is navigating their life with an invisible ‘package’ in their hand. Package is the BUNDLE OF OBSTACLES, blocks and doubts that stops us from becoming the best version of ourselves. This package chains us to the QUICKSAND CALLED LIFE. WE FIGHT when we feel chained. We keep fighting until we are free. We refuse to agree to any terms and conditions. It is a fight that stretches beyond the limitations of physical strength and mental toughness.

THIS FIGHT IS FOR THE ‘SOUL’.

We fight until we die. WE KEEP FIGHTING until we rise from death.  

Each individual is navigating their life with an invisible ‘package’ in their hand. Package is the BUNDLE OF FEARS, blocks and doubts that stops us from becoming the best version of ourselves. This package chains us to the QUICKSAND CALLED LIFE. WE FIGHT when we feel chained. We keep fighting until we are free. We refuse to agree to any terms and conditions. It is a fight that stretches beyond the limitations of physical strength and mental toughness. THIS FIGHT IS FOR THE ‘SOUL’. We fight until we die.

WE KEEP FIGHTING until we rise from death.  

DAY 1

I faced a WALL.

It appeared out of nowhere and blocked me. It was covered with layers of dust. It was dark, dirty and unrelenting. It was looking straight at me. The WALL looked like a wall. But it wasn’t a wall. It seemed like a person. It was a funny thought. I smiled when i thought that. I wanted to dismiss that feeling. But i couldn’t manage that. The WALL was so alive. It was so intense and so intimidating. I couldn’t ignore it. I didn’t like it one bit. I had a feeling that it was daring me. I wanted to break it brick by brick. But something about that wall told me that it was not going to be easy. It was a sturdy opponent. It was cunning. I was about to reach the finishing line. It deliberately placed itself there. In the fading light of that summer in June, i had a feeling that i was facing my nemesis.

I was young, restless and used to finding my way through things. There was nothing that i couldn’t do with the power of will and hardwork. When i came across the wall that evening, there was no doubt in my mind that i will walk through it. I was bewildered when it suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I was running on the track when something knocked me down. I got up from the ground and found a wall standing in my way.

The whole landscape changed magically. The racing ground disappeared. The people vanished in thin air. I looked everywhere. There was nobody around me. I was shocked. I needed to find the racing track. The race was in full swing. I was running faster than the others. I was about to reach the finishing line. I couldn’t wait to wear the gold medal around my neck. I was imagining a thunderous applause. The last thing i could have imagined was a WALL.

DAY 2

I decided to break the WALL. I could have climbed it also but i wanted to break it. It was definitely daring me. I could feel that. The bricks were covered with green lichen. I touched the bricks. They were rock solid. I had a feeling that those bricks were made of mountain rocks. I went to the market and purchased the best hammer. The entire day i hit those bricks with my hammer. It was my bones against them. I tried really hard. But the bricks stayed where they were. There was not the slightest crack. It was of no use. They were tougher than i thought.

A day’s work and no gain. The sun was setting in the sky. My shoulders ached badly. It was a blow to my ego. It was time for a decision. I could not break the WALL. My lousy self was not strong enough.

But my mind was clear. I decided to climb the WALL the next morning. I was not ready to waste more time and energy.

DAY 3

I was ready before the sunrise. The call of adventure was strong inside me and i could feel the abundant joy of a new day. The rope was thick and also my confidante. We were used to climbing invincible mountains. It supported me on breath-taking missions. I trusted it with whole my heart. I was determined to climb the WALL.

I climbed the whole day. It was sheer madness. I climbed really fast and i didn’t stop but the WALL never ended. I had no idea that it was so tall.

The day was coming to an end. The setting sun seemed so exhausted. I was tired to my core. My body was protesting. I was supposed to prepare better. I was perched against a WALL that was different than any other wall i had ever seen.

I wasted one more day. It was unforgivable. I relented and started the climb down the wall. The WALL was smiling at me.

It made me angry.

DAY 4

I checked everywhere. World was going nuts. I searched on the internet. No search engine had any information about that rigid WALL. I always found zero search results. I discussed the WALL with the well-read people in my circle. They were amused. They had no idea what i was talking about. One of them advised me to take rest. According to him, i was building stories and walls. I didn’t lose my cool. I couldn’t waste time. I needed to fix that problem.

I walked next to the wall and wondered about the best possible way to climb it. I asked a couple of people to visit me at the WALL. I was not prepared for what was coming.

My friends came and laughed at me. They couldn’t see the wall. They walked through the WALL without any interruption. Nothing stopped them. I followed them but the WALL stood in my way. They said i was doing it on purpose. According to them, i was preparing for an alternate career on stage. I didn’t mind what they were saying. I was shocked.

The damn WALL was invisible to others.

DAY 5

I tried to climb the WALL again. I climbed very fast but didn’t reach anywhere. It was a total waste of time. I was baffled. It was now getting serious. It was not some random wall. Plus, some sort of nonsense was not making it visible to others. I made a fool of myself by asking others to help me. I needed to find a solution to that problem.

I decided to find out the width of the WALL. I could run next to the WALL and cross it. It was simple. There were still some hours of daylight left. I could use that time. I was a very fast runner. Strong stamina was my unique special point.

How was that even possible?

I couldn’t cross the WALL. It didn’t end. How much land was it covering? Why didn’t i see anyone else around? This was sheer nonsense. What if the experts were right? Was i imagining the WALL?

I was now in doubt.

DAY 6

I woke up late. I had a hearty breakfast. I needed a break. I caught up with a few friends. Everything was same. But my life was not the same. Everyone was moving freely. They didn’t find the WALL in their way. I saw them going through it. That WALL existed only for me. I was blocked each time i tried to cross it. I was stuck. I was surrounded by a crowd but i was alone. I was experiencing something that others were not.

I was feeling very restless. How was i supposed to cross some magical WALL? I couldn’t solve that problem with logic. The finishing line was moving away from me. The world was narrowing down and i was feeling scared. I didn’t like that feeling. I was not prepared to fix that problem.

DAY 7

My world was now six days ahead of me. Others were now at an advantage. ‘Six days’ was a long time to cover up. I could manage the gap but i had no idea how to cross the WALL. There was nobody i could ask for help. I had a feeling that the WALL was playing games with me. It was invisible to others because it wanted the world to laugh at me. I couldn’t let that happen. Nobody was going to laugh at me.

The possibility of making a door inside the wall seemed zero. I couldn’t move a single brick. I failed to break the WALL. It was so strong. It was invincible. I was now losing my nerve. What if i never crossed the WALL? What if i could cross the WALL only after everyone had crossed the finishing line? What was i supposed to do? The WALL was not supposed to be there. I searched the internet day and night. I went to the library. I checked all the books about walls from all over the world. I couldn’t find a single piece of information that i could connect with the WALL.

I was losing my head.

DAY 8

I needed help. Surely there was someone who knew about the WALL. I needed to find that someone. I got in touch with a friend who was well-acquainted with the people living in the city from many generations. I had a feeling that only someone old could tell me about the WALL. With all that dust and those formidable trees growing around it, it was probably a hundred years old. Someone might have heard some old story. Someone who knew the local area could help me. They would definitely know about the WALL. I troubled my friend a lot. He took me to some fifty people who didn’t understand the head and tail of what i was asking. They were shocked to hear what i was saying. Some were rude enough to mention that i should consult a doctor. They prided themselves on knowing absolutely everything about the city.

I was now past rudeness. It was scary. Another day ended. Everything was growing dark. I decided to walk and meet the WALL. I wondered if the WALL took a break at night. Probably it made its presence felt only in daylight. But the WALL was there. I touched it. Moon was shining in the sky. The red rocks of the WALL looked sinister in moonlight.

DAY 9

The competition came to an end. The results were published in every newspaper. There were video clips on every news channel. My name was missing in the winner’s list. It was not a surprise. The race was over two days ago. Now the whole world knew that i was a loser. I stood near the WALL and cried. I knew the others were partying. They were celebrating my failure. I was a failure with a capital F. I could see them inside my head. They were smirking at me. They were victorious. They were now qualified to run other races. They were busy packing for the next tournament. They were literally going places. But i was not supposed to do anything. I was blocked by a massive WALL that was hell bent on ruining my life.

After years of hardwork and after so much patience, God gifted me an obstacle that wouldn’t budge an inch. The medals were not for me. They were awarded to less deserving people. Those people were terrified of competing with me. I was their living nightmare. But now they were enjoying the ‘successful’ stamp. And i was a failure. This was the verdict.

I refused to accept that verdict.

DAY 10

I wandered on roads. I roamed here and there. I came across many familiar people. They were shocked to see me wasting my time. They wondered why i was not running races. I knew they mocked me behind my back. I knew them very well. They were happy to see me in that state. I wanted to ask all of them to get lost. But i couldn’t lose my temper. I needed to cross the WALL. No problem was stronger than it’s solution. If there was a WALL, there was a way to cross it also. I was determined to find the solution.

I decided to dig deep. What if i could dig the ground and make a tunnel underneath the WALL? Probably that was the solution. I looked straight at the WALL. I refused to surrender. I promised myself that the next day will put an end to that struggle. It was enough.

DAY 11

I dug methodically. I had all the instruments. I started in the morning. I worked and rested in-between. My job was to build a tunnel underneath the WALL. The plan was to make it wide enough for me to pass through it. I was looking for a solution desperately. The only missing element was a stroke of luck. I wanted to leave the WALL behind and pursue my goals. I was confident that i will compensate the ‘wasted’ time.

It was the hardest day of my life. The earth underneath the ground was as unrelenting as the bricks on the WALL. I couldn’t dig even an inch of earth. I kept on digging the whole day. I kept on losing my spirit. I was tired physically and emotionally. It was an abusive problem. It was silent but it was laughing at me. It was calling me names without uttering a single word. I tried and i failed. I tried again and i failed again.

It was a trap. I was not mad. I was not weak. But i couldn’t understand the WALL. I was feeling stifled.