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A New India

In an alternate world, the year is 1947, and as India steps into the dawn of its hard-won independence, an extraordinary twist of fate unfolds. A soul from the future, unexpectedly transported back in time, finds himself thrust into the highest office of the land, Prime Minister of a nation on the cusp of rebirth. What follows is a journey through the corridors of power, where betrayal lurks at every corner, and internal strife threatens to tear the fledgling nation apart. Faced with impossible choices, this modern mind must navigate a country marked by political intrigue, international pressures, and the weight of a people’s hopes. But beneath the surface lies a larger ambition, the vision of an Akhand Bharat, a united and unshakable India that rises from the ashes of its tragic past to forge a bold new future. As history begins to unravel and destiny is rewritten, the stakes grow ever higher. What will it take to unify a divided land and bring forth a nation powerful enough to redefine its place on the global stage? In a tale of courage, sacrifice, and the power of leadership, witness the birth of "A New India" unlike any before, a force to be reckoned with, ready to stand among the world’s greats. If you want to support me via PayPal - https://www.paypal.me/Clausmic

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Intelligence Warfare

Khalid Qureshi, the head of ISI, paced the length of his office, frustration evident in every movement.

His eyes switched between the intelligence reports scattered on his desk, but his thoughts kept returning to one thing,India.

Now everyone was looking to him for answers.

Retaliation was inevitable, but the response couldn't be reckless.

They needed precision.

They needed vengeance.

"Sir, it's time to move forward," whispered Abdul Rashid, one of ISI's top field commanders, who stood quietly by the door, waiting for his orders.

Khalid nodded slowly. His anger hadn't dulled, but his approach had become colder, more calculated.

Targeting K.N. Rao, the head of India's R&AW, would have been the most satisfying blow.

But Rao was too well-protected, too clever to be caught in a straightforward attack.

Khalid needed to send a message, to rattle the system, but to do so strategically.