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  • The old priest of the Puri temple knew the importance of the oath of secrecy which he had taken in his childhood. His faith on God and ability to keep the greatest secret of the century remained unchallenged….. A crazy journalist trying his level best to find out the secret that lies underneath the great sacred temple….. A genius hacker doing research on the ancient Maya and Inca culture and trying to correlate it with India….. The secret Intelligence Department of India called RAW keeping an eye over all the happenings…. A voodoo priest in the grasslands of Masai Mara (Kenya) who knows the secret of 432….. A tourist who comes to Puri for a vacation and whose life changes for ever…..
    “The Legend of 432” is another novel written in Dan Brown’s style which is interesting and brings the dark secret of our very own Orissa to the surface…..

    Random Extract 1: As the blood trickled from the wounds, Sam thought that it was always better back in his cozy office. “Why did I get into all these”, he grumbled. He reviewed the map once again. They have been hiding these secrets since centuries. The greatest lie…. He knew that he possessed the answers to everything. That was the reason why nobody was allowed to take photographs inside the Puri Temple.

    Random Extract 2: The grassland of Masai Mara looked elegant in the full moon. The frail hands of the old Voodoo priest could no longer take the heavy responsibilities. He always knew that he needed an heir to pass on his ancient wisdom. His tribe was threatened by the enlargement of the Serengeti National Park. “What does the Kenyan government think about us?” he thought. Whatever it might be, the foremost task was to pass on the knowledge. He took out his ancient scriptures written in Swahili language. He thought of 432 and a smile flashed across his face.

    Random Extract 3: Smith clasped his ears too close to the door. He just wanted to listen to the conversation of his parents. “What is the matter dear? What did his science teacher say to you?” Annie said to Peter feeling restless about his son. Peter was still pondering over the thought of how to deal with the situation. Peter gasped his breath for few seconds and then spoke, “Sweetheart, Smith’s grades are falling day by day. Although he doesn’t score well in his studies but as his science teacher told me that he possess an extraordinary IQ over the others which enables him to think beyond the norm. The problem with him is that he does mischiefs which will harm him someday. I recall the last time; he was literally to be thrown out of the school when he tried to hack into the school’s secured server looking for question papers before the exams. Although that was pretty in the past, his teacher doubts that he is busy in doing something big. I just want my son to be safe.” They both hugged each other.
    Smith was listening to all these allegations and a wicked smile started to glisten across his face. That was really two years ago and he had improvised a lot. His fascinations had grown to mammoth sizes. Hacking passwords and bank accounts were now just a child play for him. His interest was now in something else, “Conspiracy Theories”. He knew something about 432. For the last two years all his researches revolved around this number. There are 432 foundation stones in the Puri temple... same is for the pyramid.... White house in Washington... Taj Mahal had 432 prisms in its wall... 432 number of years for periodic comets...432 tectonic plates under the world… 432m apart are the Stonehenge… 432 number of statues in Easter Island.

    Random Extract 4:He always knew that he was very close to the fact but still he was never sure about how to unveil it. The chemical composition of the engravings on the walls of the ancient mystic temples suddenly began to make some sense. When he removed the suplhur layer… His jaws dropped down.. He examined very carefully the engravings. The truth lied naked in front of him. At last the time had come. The end of the journey had finally come. He could not believe his eyes. The Legend of 432 was finally solved. The ancient portal was now unlocked in his mind.

    Disclaimer: The guy in the pic is me. It belongs to Random Extract:4. This is all about my forth coming novel called "The Legend of 432". Do let me know your view (dipan.rout@gmail.com)
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