دانلود رمان انگلیسی “کالکی – چشم برهما”

Kalyug had ended. The war was over. Sumati had been in the temple quarters for a while now. It had been more than a year since she had received notes from her sons. They had stopped coming now. She was afraid, but she had faith that they were alive. She hoped they were safe. That they were content and they would come in time to see her. Since the war occurred, not much had happened in Lord Bajrang’s temple —the poor were sheltered and fed, a few orphans were taught while the priests kept babbling forever. But faith in the institution was lost on the people. There were no more celebrations. With each passing minute, Sumati was getting anxious. The most exciting part of her day would be midday, when the messenger would arrive and tell the people about the current events—who had perished and who had won on the battlefield. And one day, casting a frightened look at the villagers, he had confirmed that Kalyug was ending. Everything had come to a standstill, even the massive destruction on the battlefield.