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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 1/2 Chapter Daily depending of the word count. For Bonus Chapters:- 150 Power Stone - 1 Chapter 5 Golden Ticket - 1 Chapter Massage Chair - 2 Chapters Castle - Mass Release (10/15 Chapters) Do read my New Work: Rise Beyond Earth's Final Shield

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New Defence Minister

The morning was unusually quiet in the Prime Minister's residence.

Rohan sat at his desk, papers scattered before him, but his gaze wasn't fixed on them.

He leaned back in his chair, lost in thought, his mind circling around the growing list of challenges that loomed after Patel's death.

India's defense leadership was adrift, and the world wasn't going to wait for them to grieve.

A knock at the door broke his thought.

It was Neeraj carrying a thick folder.

The young man entered briskly, his expression serious.

"Prime Minister," Neeraj began, setting the file on the desk, "this is everything you asked for on Dr. D.S. Kothari. I compiled his records, achievements, and contributions to the Ministry of Defence."

Rohan nodded, motioning for Neeraj to sit. "Let's go through it together."