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ALL IS NOTHING

In the quaint town of Andal, where the days unfurl like the petals of a lotus at dawn, there lived a man named Subham. His desires were simple, his dreams modest, as he sought nothing more than the gentle hum of life's simple pleasures. Subham's heart was a tranquil lake, undisturbed by the ripples of ambition that stirred the world beyond the horizon. Yet, unbeknownst to him, the threads of his fate were spun from a different cloth, woven by his own hands in a tapestry grander than the skies above. For in the quiet recesses of his unassuming life lay the seeds of a destiny so vast, it stretched beyond the boundaries of his imagination. It was a path that would lead him through the labyrinth of time and chance, to a legacy that would echo through the ages. This is the story of Subham, the man who yearned for peace but was destined for greatness. A tale of the silent forces that shape our ends, whispering to us through the veils of the unknown, guiding us towards a future written in the stars, yet penned by our own hand.

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Chapter 26:The Weight of Progress

### A New Challenge

Subham had been diligently training at Vidur's mansion, growing stronger with each passing day. His skills and confidence had improved significantly, but he knew that he still had a long way to go. One crisp morning, Master Vidur called him to the training grounds.

Subham found Vidur standing next to a set of strange-looking vests and weights. As he approached, Vidur greeted him with a serious expression.

"Subham, it's time to take your training to the next level," Vidur said, gesturing to the equipment at his feet. "Today, you will begin practicing high-level calisthenics with these weights."

Subham eyed the equipment warily. Something about it seemed off. When Vidur handed him one of the weights, he instinctively stepped back. The weight slipped from Vidur's grasp and hit the ground with a thunderous boom, creating a small crater.

Subham's eyes widened in shock. "Master, how much do these weigh?"

Vidur smiled slightly. "Each one is at least 200 kilograms. You will wear these vests and weights on your arms and legs while you train. This will push your body to its limits and beyond."

### The Burden of Strength

Subham's initial reaction was one of disbelief. The sheer weight seemed impossible to handle, let alone train with. However, he trusted Vidur's judgment and knew that his master would not set him a task he could not eventually accomplish.

"Alright, Master. I'll do it," Subham said, determination in his voice.

Vidur nodded approvingly. "Good. Start by wearing the weights and performing basic calisthenics. Push-ups, pull-ups, squats, and lunges. We'll see how you adapt."

Subham struggled to put on the weight vest and attach the weights to his arms and legs. Each movement was a challenge, every step a test of his resolve. The first push-up felt like trying to lift a mountain, and his muscles screamed in protest.

Vidur observed silently, offering no words of encouragement or criticism. This was a trial that Subham had to face alone.

### Complaints and Laughter

Days turned into weeks, and Subham's body gradually adapted to the immense burden. His muscles grew denser, his stamina increased, and his determination never wavered. Vidur would occasionally increase the weights, testing Subham's limits and pushing him to new heights.

One day, while performing weighted pull-ups, Subham felt a surge of strength. He completed the set with relative ease, surprising even himself. Vidur, standing nearby, noted the progress with a satisfied nod.

"You've come a long way, Subham. Your dedication is commendable," Vidur remarked. "But this is only the beginning. We will continue to increase the weight gradually until you can handle 500 kilograms with the same ease."

Subham's training regimen was grueling. Every morning, he donned the weights and pushed his body through an intense routine of calisthenics. Despite the constant strain, he felt himself growing stronger, both physically and mentally.

One evening, after a particularly exhausting session, Subham collapsed onto the grass, breathing heavily. Sam walked over and sat beside him, strumming his guitar softly.

"Hey, you're doing great, Subham," Sam said with a smile. "I've seen how hard you're working. It's inspiring."

Subham chuckled, wiping sweat from his brow. "Thanks, Sam. It's tough, but I know it's worth it. Master Vidur believes in me, and I don't want to let him down."

Sam played a soothing melody, the music easing the tension in Subham's muscles. "You're not just doing this for Master Vidur. You're doing it for yourself, too. Remember that."

### The Weight of Mastery

As the weeks went by, Vidur continued to increase the weights, and Subham's strength grew exponentially. He could now perform advanced calisthenics with 500 kilograms of added weight, a feat that would have been unimaginable when he first started.

Vidur watched his progress with a sense of pride and anticipation. "Subham, you have shown incredible resilience and determination. You are becoming a formidable warrior, ready to face the challenges that lie ahead."

Subham nodded, feeling a deep sense of accomplishment. "Thank you, Master. I couldn't have done it without your guidance."

Vidur placed a hand on Subham's shoulder. "Remember, strength is not just about physical power. It's also about the strength of your spirit and your will. Continue to cultivate all aspects of yourself, and you will be prepared for anything."

Subham bowed respectfully. "I understand, Master. I will continue to train and grow, for myself and for those I need to protect."

### A New Chapter

With each passing day, Subham's confidence grew. The training had not only made him stronger but also deepened his understanding of his own potential. As he stood on the threshold of a new chapter in his journey, he felt ready to face whatever challenges awaited him, armed with the knowledge and strength imparted by his master.