A Foolish Doubt
800 Words
Nakul listen very closly
"First of all... everyone has seven Chakras in their body, but they are all locked from birth.
Understood?" Arjun whispered.
"Yup!" Nakul nodded eagerly.
"A person essentially chooses between two paths.
Either they unlock all seven Chakras in sequence... or they bypass the middle four entirely, unlocking only the Root Chakra, the Heart Chakra, and the Crown Chakra. Got it?"
"Yes!"
"Good.
Now, to cast magic, a person needs a vast reserve of Prana in their Chakras so they can chant spells and construct magic circles efficiently.
But if they unlock all seven Chakras, their Prana energy gets divided into seven different pools, diluting the input.
A lower input automatically means a weaker output—which is a major downfall for a mage."
"Aha... hmm..." Nakul stroked his chin wisely.
"Besides," Arjun continued, leaning in a little closer, "those three specific Chakras serve precise functions.
The Root Chakra handles basic magic—anyone can cast elementary spells through it if they know the magic circles and incantations.
For mages, the Heart Chakra awakens their true elemental affinity based on their soul.
And when they reach the Crown Chakra, they achieve absolute mastery over their magic, awakening its ultimate form.
For example, if your soul has a fire affinity once you unlock heart chakra, then after your crown Chakra unlocks, your flame doesn't just grow—it might evolve into a completely new, divine form of fire.
Got it?"
Nakul raised his index finger. "Doubt! I have a doubt!"
Arjun pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a tired huff. "What is it now?"
"Why don't mages just unlock all seven Chakras anyway?"
Nakul asked, staring at Arjun with wide, innocent puppy eyes.
"I mean... they'd still get the Heart and Crown Chakras in the set of seven, right?"
Arjun stared at Nakul in dead silence. He felt a sudden, sharp ache in his chest—realizing that his detailed ten-minute lecture had just vanished into thin air.
He felt like a master scholar trying to teach higher calculus to a brick wall.
"Let me break it down to the simplest possible form with an example," Arjun muttered, fighting off a comical surge of frustration.
"Aye, aye, Captain!" Nakul grinned.
"Listen closely," Arjun said, pointing two fingers at Nakul's face.
"What would you prefer: drinking water from seven tiny, microscopic spoons... or drinking from three giant, overflowing glasses?"
Nakul blinked.
He tilted his head to the left, then to the right, falling into deep, intense deliberation over the question.
Watching Nakul look so deeply conflicted over such an absurdly simple comparison made Arjun's heart skip a beat.
Is he seriously calculating this? Am I really teaching the wrong person?!
Finally, Nakul blurted out, "Obviously three big glasses!"
"HEAVENS ABOVE!" Arjun gasped, letting out a massive sigh of relief while wiping imaginary sweat from his forehead.
"Exactly! The exact same thing happens with your Chakras! When you don't unlock the other four, the remaining three become those huge glasses—absorbing the Prana that would have been split across the rest.
And just like you'd prefer three big glasses over seven tiny spoons, magic prefers three overflowing Prana pools over seven diluted ones!"
"OOOOOOHHH! So that's the matter!" Nakul's face illuminated with sudden, glorious understanding.
"Yes! That is the matter!" Arjun prayed silently to every deity in existence that Nakul wouldn't ask another ridiculous question.
Nakul beamed with pure joy. "Now I get it!"
Arjun finally smiled, relieved and genuinely happy that his brother had grasped the concept.
As the two of them sat there chuckling together, a cold shadow fell across their desk.
Professor Divya Bishnoi had caught them red-handed.
"Hey! You two... stand up!"
Both of them froze instantly.
The color drained from Nakul's face as he realized the sheer magnitude of the trouble they were in.
"Umm... it's nothing serious, Ma'am!" Nakul stammered quickly.
There was no way on earth he could admit to the professor that he had just spent twenty minutes asking about spoons and glasses.
Professor Divya narrowed her eyes, glaring at them as if she were staring at two hardened criminals.
"I just spent the last quarter-hour explaining how to channel Prana for basic elemental magic," she said, her voice smooth yet sharp.
"So, since you two find your private conversation far more captivating than my lecture... why don't both of you demonstrate simple basic magic right now and construct a small ice crystal?"
So what will arjun do next? How will he come out of this situation, we will find in next chapter till then stay tuned and stay healthy.
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