Mainak Dhar - Vimana

So he stayed out of trouble, and put on his best behaviour. Two days after Tanya's birthday, he was in the club, when he saw Kartik walk in. But Kartik did not come near him, choosing instead to sit in a corner of the room, avoiding eye contact with Aaditya.

That suited Aaditya just fine, because he was afraid he'd get into a fight if Kartik said anything. He got up, and was about to leave the room, when Kartik whispered to him as he passed him, 'I'm sorry.'

Aaditya stopped. 'All you have to say is that you're sorry? You screwed me after I trusted you. What the hell do you want now?'

'For you to forgive me and to have a drink with me.'

Aaditya was about to leave when Kartik got up and stood in his way. For a moment, Aaditya thought he wanted a confrontation, but Kartik seemed somehow shrunken, almost a shadow of the cocky self he had been.

'Sit please.'

Aaditya sat down as Kartik ordered two Somas and downed them in quick succession.

'When we first came here and men started thinking of us as gods, we were surprised and a bit embarrassed, and we tried telling them we were not gods. But it was of no use so we went about our work.'

'Do you believe in God?'

Kartik smiled at the question.

'We may have seemed godlike to them, but we certainly are not all powerful or all knowing. There is a power out there beyond all of us, and it's best that we respect it, even if we cannot always understand it. As you may have gathered, though we are from another world, our egos, our politics are not that different from yours.'

Aaditya thought back to what Kartik had recently done and snorted, 'You could have fooled me.'

Kartik continued without responding, as if he was keen to get something off his chest.

'While early man may not have been as technologically sophisticated as us, he certainly was an astute observer, and our squabbles, politics and internal struggles were recorded down in many of your texts through snippets of gossip and information leaked by humans we had kept as helpers or students to nudge them along on the path to progress. I can still remember some of the early scribes exclaiming in glee when they recorded just how screwed up the so-called gods were.'

Aaditya had no idea where this was leading or what it had to do with him, so he began to fidget. Kartik continued, as if not noticing Aaditya's lack of interest.

'In the Hindu Puranas, there's a fascinating story. My younger brother Ganesha and I are competing for the mango of wisdom that Narada has on offer, and we are supposed to race around the world. I do just that, but Ganesha just circles our parents, saying they are his world, and he wins. Do you know what that means?'

Aaditya had no idea, and just wished Kartik would get to the point.

'It means that despite me being the elder brother, he was always the favoured one, the smart one, the beloved of our parents. I was a grunt who had a talent for killing Asuras, nothing more. You see it in how humans remember us-Ganesha's statues are in hundreds of millions of homes in Asia, regarded as a source of luck and fortune; I am remembered as a god of war.'

Aaditya began to see what was troubling Kartik.

'All my life, I have lived in his shadow, but at least had the consolation of being seen as the best pilot, of being the one my father would count on to march next to him in war. When you beat me with everyone watching on their displays, I just took all that rage out on you. I am sorry. I've already confessed to Brahma and you can fly now. As for me, I got an earful and am now grounded for a month.'

Aaditya didn't know what to say. As he looked at Kartik's face, he realized immortal demi-god or not, Kartik was also in many ways a young man with issues that he could understand and empathize with. He had no fancy words to offer, but thought back to how he would have handled the situation with any of his friends.

'Look, we all screw up some time or the other. You are the closest thing to a friend I have here, and I don't want to lose that. I can't help you with all your issues, but if you ever need someone to talk to, I'll be your wingman.'

That broke the ice. Kartik smiled and then roared in laughter. 'Four more Somas for us.'

They would have kept drinking more had Tanya not rushed into the club. She was surprised to see Aaditya and Kartik drinking together after all that had happened, but something else was on her mind.

'Tanya, what's wrong?'

'Another huge quake has struck. This time just off Hawaii.'

Aaditya, Tanya and the Devas sat huddled before a giant screen in the conference room. The screen was broken up into several portions, all but three of them showing news feeds from major TV stations. The remaining sections, arranged vertically along the right hand edge of the holographic display, showed real-time satellite imagery of various areas of the Earth, overlayed with coloured dots representing air traffic. There was a frenzy of green dots near the United States' west coast as rescue and evacuation efforts went into full swing.

The earthquake had struck just a hundred kilometres to the west of the island of Oahu, and while all the news reports said that rescue efforts had been launched, everyone knew that they would not reach before the tsunamis did. Aaditya heard Brahma mutter to himself.

'Nearly 900,000 souls live on Oahu.'

Reports were now coming in that the first tsunami waves would hit the coast in less than fifteen minutes. Residents all along the coast were said to be in a state of absolute panic, and roads were jammed with cars and people trying to get away. News helicopters were covering the disaster and Aaditya felt sick seeing the helpless people on the screens before him. Tanya had been busy looking at something on a handheld screen and suddenly she exclaimed, 'Ganesha, what time did the earthquake strike?'

Startled, Ganesha pulled up a screen. He quickly went through a series of news reports and the websites of various government agencies. 'The general consensus seems to be 8:03 a.m. local time. That's when the first seismic monitors picked up the tremors.'

Tanya sat back, a slightly shocked look on her face.

'Then why did the first email to news channels reporting the quake go out at 8 a.m.?'

Everyone in the room was staring at her.

'Are you sure?'

'I've hacked into the email servers of ABC, Fox and CNN. All of them received the same email, supposedly from the US Government. The point is the government's own sites don't report the quake as having started till three minutes later.'

'Maybe it's just an anomaly on the sites,' offered Indra.

'Or maybe someone wanted the news channels to cover the chaos,' said Tanya.

'Who?'

That question was soon answered when the satellite displays suddenly filled with red dots off the Hawaii coast. Aaditya counted at least two dozen.

'Does Kalki even have so many vimanas?'

Brahma answered, his face grim with determination, 'He has hundreds. Only a few are piloted by Asuras.'

Kartik volunteered the rest of the information. 'The others are remotely controlled drones, or to use your terms, Unmanned Combat Air Vehicles. In terms of technology, they may be no more than ten years ahead of the UCAVs the US has under development, but he has a lot of them.'

'So what do we do?'

In response to Aaditya's question, Brahma stood up. 'This is a direct challenge. Whatever his plan is, it is clear that Kalki is behind these quakes. And by parading his vimanas like this, he is mocking us.'

Kartik was now standing up, his voice choked with anger. 'Send me and a dozen drones. I'll teach him a lesson.'

Aaditya could feel the rising tempers in the room, and wondered if the Devas were letting their emotions get the better of them. He looked towards Brahma, hoping the elder Deva would offer a voice of moderation. He was disappointed when Brahma thundered, 'We are not of this world, but our mission was to shepherd this world into development. I cannot sit by and watch any longer as Kalki slaughters thousands of humans in his quest for power. Kartik, I think it's time we showed them what we can do.'