Chandravanshi

By Yuvrajsinh Jadav

 

"ChandraVANSHI" is a powerful blend of history, mystery, romance, and fantasy, revolving around a hidden treasure buried centuries ago by the Chandra dynasty in West Bengal. The story spans multiple timelines, connecting ancient royal secrets with modern-day characters. At its heart lies the journey of a young woman named Jeed (also referred to as Jid or Zidd), who unknowingly holds the key to unlocking a treasure protected by bloodline, legacy, and mystery. As she navigates new friendships, unfamiliar cities, and haunting dreams, she is drawn into a centuries-old conflict that will change her life forever.

Centuries ago, Raubhan, a noble from the Chandra dynasty, hid an immense treasure within the Chandratala Temple in the village of Paduwa. The temple, built with exceptional architectural precision and spiritual protections, was constructed so that only a descendant of Raubhan's bloodline could ever retrieve what was hidden within. Raubhan's purpose was to preserve the treasure for the people, shielding it from power-hungry monarchs of other kingdoms. But evil forces were never far behind. A demon-like figure obsessed with power discovered a portion of the treasure, granting him unnatural strength and partial immortality. He destroyed the dynasty, fled abroad, and vowed to one day return for the rest.

In the present day, the story opens with Jeed walking down a deserted road in Gujarat after her friend Ruhi's wedding. The eerie setting introduces a tone of suspense. When a black car frightens her, it turns out to be her childhood friend, Mahi, who has returned from Kolkata. Their reunion is filled with nostalgia, humor, and warmth. Mahi takes Jeed to her uncle's house in Ahmedabad, where Jeed reveals she is on her way to Kolkata—finally allowed by her mother after years of refusal. She carries with her a mysterious red book given to her by her mother with strict instructions not to open it until visiting the Chandratala Temple.

The red book finally reveals its first clue when Jeed, standing inside the temple, notices her blood has an unexpected reaction to the architecture. The book contains cryptic language, symbols, and directions, suggesting it is a map to the treasure. It is also tied to her own lineage—Jeed is the last living descendant of Raubhan. Only she can open the final seal inside the temple. As Vinay confirms this truth, the danger grows. Greedy individuals—descendants of the demon or associated with Rohit's faction—are now closing in.

Vinay and his team, including Shruti ma'am, work behind the scenes to keep Jeed safe. Together, with Mahi, Jeed returns to the temple one last time. Inside, she opens the final chamber using the clues from the red book and a drop of her blood. The treasure is revealed—not just gold and gems, but knowledge, scriptures, and sacred relics from the Chandra dynasty. More than material wealth, it is a library of wisdom and power meant to guide humanity.

But the confrontation with evil is not over. Rohit and others arrive, desperate to claim the treasure. A final battle of minds, morals, and courage unfolds. Vinay and Jeed, now in sync, manage to outwit their enemies, seal the treasure again, and alert government authorities to protect the site forever. The truth is now in safe hands, and Jeed's identity as a Chandra descendant is confirmed and respected.

With the treasure secure, the story winds down with personal resolutions. Vinay confesses his love to Jeed, who accepts it with gratitude and warmth. Their bond is forged not just through romance, but through shared courage 

In the end, Jeed understands that the real treasure is not gold or legacy, but truth, identity, friendship, and courage. The red book, now kept in a government museum, remains a symbol of faith and power. The temple is restored and declared a national heritage site.

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Yuvrajsinh Jadav
• Release date: Apr 25, 2025
• ISBN: 9798231602599

Yuvrajsinh Jadav

નમસ્કાર મિત્રો! હું યુવરાજસિંહ જાદવ આજે આપની સમક્ષ મારી નવલકથા ‘ચંદ્રવંશી’ લઈને આવ્યો છું. હું ગુજરાત રાજ્યના સુરેન્દ્રનગર જીલ્લાનો રેહવાસી છું. લેખન એ મારા જીવનનું અભિન્ન અંગ છે. તે હું સ્વીકારું છું અને હંમેશા સ્વીકારતો રહીશ.

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Chandravanshi

Yuvrajsinh Jadav

Published by Yuvrajsinh Jadav, 2025.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

CHANDRAVANSHI

First edition. April 25, 2025.

Copyright © 2025 Yuvrajsinh Jadav.

Written by Yuvrajsinh Jadav.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

CHANDRAVNSHI

CHANDRAVNSHI

Yuvrajsinh Jadav

​Index

Acknowledgement

Copyright

Chapter 1

Part– 1.1

Part– 1.2

Part – 1.3

Chapter - 2

Part – 2.1

Part - 2.2

Part – 2.3

Chapter - 3

Part – 3.1

Part– 3.2

Part – 3.3

Chapter - 4

Part – 4.1

Part – 4.2

Part - 4.3

Chapter - 5

Part– 5.1

Part– 5.2

Part– 5.3

Chapter - 6

Part – 6.1

Part – 6.2

Part – 6.3

Chapter 7

Part - 7.1

Part - 7.2

Part - 7.3

Chapter 8

Part - 8.1

Part - 8.2

Part - 8.3

Chapter 9

Part - 9.1

Part - 9.2

Part - 9.3

Chapter 10

Part - 10.1

Part - 10.2

Part - 10.3

​Acknowledgements

Iwill always remain grateful to the friends who helped me write this story and refine its language.

Thanks to my life partner, who helped me focus more deeply on my writing.

My heartfelt gratitude to my parents, whose blessings have guided me to progress in every aspect of life.

Thanks to my sisters, who encouraged me in everything I did.

Dedication

To my parents

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To dear readers.

A midst many falsehoods , one truth lies hidden.

​Copyright

This book or any part of it may not be used in any manner, in any medium—public or private—for professional or non-professional purposes, whether in print, digital (internet), audio-visual format, without the prior written permission of the author-publisher. 

© Yuvarajsinh Jadev 

ISBN: 9798739641816 

All rights to this book are reserved by the author. 

This work is fictional. The names, characters, organizations, places, and events are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

Introduction

Years ago, in the jungle near the Chandratala Temple located in Pandua village of Kolkata, West Bengal, a treasure obtained by Raubhan, a Chandra dynasty noble, was hidden for the benefit of the people. He didn’t want it to fall into the hands of other kings. The temple’s architecture was so unique, created by the finest artisans of that era, that once something was buried there, it could only be retrieved by someone of the same bloodline.

Years later, a demon, mad for the treasure, emerged. Greedy for power and might, he destroyed the Chandra dynasty's kingdom and managed to acquire a fraction of the treasure, which gave him a partial life. Enriched by the power and luxury he gained from the treasure, he moved abroad. When he found out that the real treasure was still inside the Chandratala Temple, nearly two decades had passed. Now, that same destruction is returning to India, just as it did years ago.

​Chapter 1

(I t’s sunset. The sun has completed its journey from east to west. During its journey, it must have witnessed countless stories begin and many tales come to an end. It must have wept at moments and laughed at others. That was its daily job. But today, that same sun has set in sorrow and refused to let the moon rise. Who knows, maybe it didn’t like the ending of a story today, or only God knows—it simply told the moon not to appear.)

By around 8 PM, it had already become pitch dark. The sky was covered with clouds. The wind, too, seemed to be expressing sorrow, as it picked up speed. On that new moon night, a beautiful girl dressed in a deep maroon lehenga-choli walked down the road. It felt like the moonlight itself surrounded her. She looked like she could outshine the moon with her beauty. The streetlights shining on both sides of the road were dimmed by the gleam of her attire. It seemed like the moonlight had descended from the sky to walk alone on this deserted street. Perhaps she was returning from a wedding or a big function. Her ‘high heel sandals’ were slowing her pace. In the summer breeze, her hair flew around, though the wind was failing to completely scatter it. The way her eyes scanned around quickly, it felt like she was in some trouble. In one hand she held a purse, and in the other, a red-covered book.

Suddenly, a black car approached her and stopped just near her with a loud honk. The car’s lights blinded her eyes, and she couldn’t see who was inside. Hearing the horn, she panicked and started running back. At that moment, a girl with long hair and glasses leaned out of the driver’s window and shouted, Jid... It’s me, Mahi! Wait!

Hearing the voice, Jid slowed down.

Mahi called out, Why’d you get so scared today? Back in school, you used to talk so big. Stop, it’s just me.

Recognizing the voice, Jid stopped and ran toward the car. She opened the door and quickly got in.

After a long time, Jid and Mahi had met again. Holding back the tears in her eyes, Mahi asked, Are you fine?

Instead of a hello or greeting, she directly asked about Jid’s health, and in English. Although she had just arrived in Patan from Kolkata, she didn’t yet know what had happened to Jid.

Jid nodded and softly replied, Yes, then lowered her eyes and added, So, shall we leave for Ahmedabad now?

Mahi looked at Jid with surprise and asked, Aren’t we going to my aunt’s house?

You were coming to pick me up from there anyway, and now I’m with you, Jid answered nervously.

Jid’s face had turned pale. Her body was trembling. Seeing her condition, Mahi didn’t ask any more questions. Trusting her, she placed one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gear, smiling and saying, Yes! On the way to Ahmedabad.

Jid placed her purse on the back seat but kept the book with her. There was a water bottle in the car. Jid emptied it completely. Her hands were still trembling. Mahi reached out and placed her hand on Jid’s forehead. It was hot—she had a fever. The color in her beautiful eyes had changed. They had started to turn a deep red. Jid kept trying to open the book in her hand, but for some reason, she couldn’t.

Mahi began a conversation with Jid.

Jid! When did you leave Ruhi’s wedding?

Just an hour ago, Jid replied, her reddened eyes glancing at Mahi.

Did Ruhi remember me? Mahi asked, eyes still on the road.

Jid smiled faintly and replied, Yes, she’s mad at you. Ruhi said she’d never leave Mahi. She used to say, ‘When I’d come last to school, Mahi would save me. And today, she has no time to come to my wedding? I won’t forgive that nerd!’

Mahi glanced at Jid sharply and chuckled. I think someone must’ve influenced her. Otherwise, Ruhi would never be upset with me. Then she laughed a little. A dimple appeared on her right cheek, though Jid was seated on her left side.

Jid pouted slightly in annoyance, took a deep breath, and said, I tell you the truth, and you blame everything on me. You haven’t changed at all. Like that saying, ‘A dog’s tail never straightens out.’ And here I am, trying to make you look good in front of Ruhi.

Mahi smiled and replied, Okay... okay. Forget it. You got even angrier than her. (Thinking for a moment.) Oh yes! You were Miss Hot’s favorite student, weren’t you? She laughed loudly.

Hmmm... You know me too well, Jid said calmly.

Yes, I just wanted to check if you’re still the same Jid I left behind.

I’ve changed now.

Yes, I can see that, Mahi laughed again.

Jid raised her eyebrows and said as if to remind Mahi, You haven’t changed either. Remember when we were kids? You broke five pairs of glasses because of your mischief!

Yes, how could I forget? My uncle sent them all the way from Kolkata.

Looking at Mahi with teary eyes, Jid asked, Are you really happy in Kolkata?

Why? Don’t you feel like leaving Gujarat? Mahi asked, turning her gaze to the road with a serious tone.

With a deep sigh and some regret, Jid replied, Yes! I wanted to stay here. Where my childhood passed, where I found all my friends. But over time, they all drifted away. One nerd moved to Kolkata, another got married and moved to Mumbai, and now it’s just me and Ruhi. And today, even she’ll leave.

Mahi looked at Jid. Their eyes held old memories. Mahi slowed her breathing, swallowed, and said, You have a fever. You all must’ve had lots of fun at Ruhi’s wedding the past few days. So now, don’t think too much and just sleep. We’ll talk later.

Jid was tired, so she nodded and fell asleep. Mahi too had many questions in her mind. (Why was Jid alone on the road like that? Why didn’t she want to go to her aunt’s house?)

After almost three hours of continuous driving, they reached Ahmedabad. They entered the city at 11 PM. They passed through Chandkheda and arrived at Navrangpura. Mahi’s uncle had a flat in Chandrodi Society. Mahi drove into Chandrodi, looking for Maruti Building. Her uncle’s flat was on the third floor of that building. Once Mahi spotted Maruti Building and turned the car toward it, something struck the car from below. One of the tires had run over something, making a crunch sound.

Mahi immediately braked hard and stopped the car.

The sudden stop woke Jid up, and she looked at Mahi. Before she could say anything, her eyes caught something on the rear window, and she screamed, B...b...blood on the window...!!

She immediately opened the door and jumped out. Mahi also rushed out with her.

That’s when Mahi saw it—a cat had come under the car. Mahi covered her nose with her hand.

Oh no... what have I done, she said in regret.

Jid gestured for Mahi to stay calm and go home. Mahi slowly got back into the car. They both went up to her uncle’s flat on the third floor. Mahi opened the door and tried to switch on the light from the board on the left side of the door. But the main light didn’t turn on. So, she pressed another switch, which lit a small night-lamp-like bulb. She tried all the switches, but none of the main lights turned on.

In that dim light, Jid entered the flat and put the book into Mahi’s bag. Seeing a small clock near the sofa, Jid asked her to set the time and alarm. They were both extremely tired and sleepy, so without saying or checking anything further, they fell asleep on the sofa.

​Part – 1.1

The next morning at six-thirty, the alarm clock rang — tee-tee-teet... tee-tee-teet... tee-tee-teet... It rang for about a minute. Because of that, Jeed woke up. She also woke up Mahi. Mahi, rubbing her eyes, was searching for her glasses. Her glasses had fallen behind the sofa. As soon as Mahi put them on, she looked at the photos of her uncle on the wall. She saw that there was a world of difference between Uncle George’s childhood photos and what he looked like now. Mahi’s father always praised her uncle. This was the same Uncle George. Sweet like a girl and so fair that he could outshine the British. When Mahi was born, her uncle had gone to Kolkata for the coal business. So Mahi had never seen her uncle in that form. The previous night, due to sleep, they had barely seen anything and had reached the sofa with great difficulty. Seeing the photo of Mahi’s uncle, Jeed spoke in surprise.

Mahi, your uncle is a businessman?

Yes! We’re going to work at his partner’s company, Mahi said, still looking at the photo.

Your uncle looks just like a girl!

Yes! Look how long his hair is, Mahi said, equally astonished.

You’re talking like you’re seeing your uncle for the first time, Jeed teased Mahi.

Honestly, my uncle doesn’t look like this at all now. It feels like a British man went to Africa and turned dark. Nowadays!

Before I left, Uncle and Aunty had a car accident. Aunty Selvin couldn’t survive, and Uncle got scars on his face.

Oh! That’s really sad to hear. How is your uncle now?

"He’s fine now, but Dad says he comes home less often. Maybe he remembers Aunty a lot. That’s probably why he doesn’t

even come to Gujarat anymore." Saying this, Mahi took a deep breath and fell silent.

​Part – 1.2

Mahi and Jeed both freshened up and came downstairs. Mahi handed the car keys