Jewels Of God: An Unexpected Journey

By V.R. KESH

An orphan gets hold of a divine tool. Seeking a breakthrough, as a historical archaeologist, he finds himself walking on a thin line. The why’s and how’s of existence always lingered on his mind, flowing freely. An upheaval materializes on his palms the Divine Jewel of God, unknowingly he embarks on a journey to meet his fate. His life path unexpectedly unfolds in front of him deep down the undiscovered regions of the Earth.
“My existence here will be ephemeral”

• Language: English
• Publisher: V.R.KESH
• Release date: May 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9791220807159

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V.R. KESH

Jewels Of God

An unexpected journey

First published by KESH Publications 2020

Copyright © 2020 by V.R. KESH

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To you, who seeks something new

I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act, but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.

Buddha

Contents

Preface

Prologue

1. I

2. II

3. III

4. IV

5. V

6. VI

7. VII

Epilogue

About the Author

Preface

One who serves Ahir gains a foundation in life

Uttara Bhadrapada, an asterism found in Pisces which is heavily used in this story.

Prologue

Darkest night of June 1999, before the new moon.

Rogelio crashed on his bed the very moment he entered his room at Hotel Le Clement after a long and exhausting week in the capital of France, Paris. Due to his discoveries made in the field of historical archaeology, he had been delivering speeches all around Europe and Paris was his last stop.

His life being in much complexity, fully immersed in the lost secrets of Earth although too young for such achievements, only of age twenty seven he was a successful guy on the way to finding more success. His thirst for the unknown was unquenchable.

Obsessed by his vocation, he never bothered about getting married and setting up a foundation such as a family like a normal citizen. As an orphan, being in the dark for most of his childhood, he was raised up by a High Priest in an orphanage located in South Africa.

Early on, during his teenage years, he was inspired by the discovery of ancient buildings namely the Pyramids of Giza, the lost temples of Mayans, Stone Hedge and old buildings in India dated ages ago.

He never knew who was his parents nor where he was born, the father figure told him that he was abandoned by a foreign couple. Wrapped in this mystery he continued his path by the guidance of Father Audric.

He reflected back on all things related to his past until he fell into deep sleep. At around two a.m, he faced the most severe and intense sleep paralysis, his worst nightmare was all around him. Monstrous snakes surrounded his bed and were all over his body.

Not being able to move, nor scream, paralyzed by the nightmare, panicked, he closed his eyes slowly and suddenly woke up fainting hard. He switched on the lights and found no snakes, he checked all around the room and still no signs of those reptiles. Confused by what happened.

"God knows what was that", self talked Rogelio.

Due to his habit of writing everything that he experienced, he got out of bed immediately and wrote down everything about the dream experience and sleep paralysis in his journal. The dream itself was exotic, Rogelio conspired about a possible message.

"It was somewhat prophetic", he noted at the end of the page.

He drank a large glass of water before re-heading back to his bed, "It was intense", he thought.

The next morning Rogelio woke up at around seven o’clock. "Maybe I will be facing some sort of a problem", a thought struck him right while entering the bathroom. After his toiletry, he had enough of pondering upon that nightmare and had to be back in business.

He headed to his room to call his assistant, Corin Janvier.

Hello Corin, good morning. Can we meet a bit early at the Library Mazarine today at nine o’clock?, said Rogelio upon the call was answered.

Good morning Sir, of course. I will be there by nine, replied Corin.

Great, thanks!, Rogelio hanged the phone.

He packed his bag and left his room to have breakfast at the hotel’s restaurant. His usual croissant and black tea to start the day. As he ordered his breakfast, he gave a thought about what next. Should he return home, or stay in Paris while completing his book and search for a publisher to get published as soon as possible.

Just after his breakfast, he walked out on the streets of Rue de Seine to go towards Library Mazarine, a few blocks away. He was quite happy with his recent success but wasn’t feeling fulfilled as his desire to make a breakthrough in that field was still unaccomplished. He had to continue his path as it is, to find a way in getting the desired results.

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1

I

Arriving at the library, Corin was already present there waiting for him. In the main garden, under a tree, they sat down on an old bench made up of rock to have a conversation about what next.

I’ve got a new card to play and it’s close to my heart,