Season 1 Episode 4 (The quest to Krypton)

THE QUEST TO KRYPTON

Pingo was ready for his first quest. A quest that would prove how the validity of his six week long training session with his grandfather. He was up and early, enthusiasm dripping through him likes blood. His adrenaline levels were raging in him, preventing him from taking even a moment of peace or sanity. He ate a power meal of Tandoori chicken and set out to hunt for crime in the city.

The chilly wind nipped at his face as his spare supply of chicken swung happily from a cloth sack. He was adorned in a special jersey his grandfather had designed for him, “Dude of Delhi” written in yellow over a light green background with a red stripe on top. When he demanded a symbol, his only surviving family member refused politely saying “Pingo, let everyone remember and respect you for who the boy you are and not the adopted symbol you carry” Be the boy your people need you to be, because you are their only hope. Everyone has different hopes and everyone’s you must fulfill. For that is your destiny, your objective, your purpose. Let not the Tandoori chicken quench your hunger for doing good. These were the last word his grandfather said before he set out of the house. NO, he thought, Tandoori chicken can never quench your hunger. The only thing that can is MORE Tandoori chicken.

He looked all around him, trying to get a hint of any criminal activity or intent. Getting none, he continued down the street not stopping till he got near a dhokla shop. Dhoklas! He last thing he wanted to do now was to get inside it, but he knew he had to. The most unimaginable crime was taking place: A person loading dhoklas into a bag by holding the owner at gunpoint.  The first criminal I spot, and that too in a dhokla shop.

He wanted to look away, to go away but something held him back. He suddenly, as if out of the shadows, heard the faint whisper of his grandfather “Isn’t it ironical, the most powerful boy in Delhi having a fatal weakness. A weakness not even experienced in the weak. What does strength bring, if not an even stronger weakness? Overcome it, Pingo, face it.”

He heard sounds inside the shop “Why didn’t you put coconut on the dhokla ?” the thief said. Bang went his gun

He gathered his courage, his strength, his chicken. Yet those shied away under the fear of dhoklas. He tried again, mustering all the wits that he was left with. Each step he took was an ordeal and a great pain yet he reached the door. It was as if a great resisting force was pushing him out with herculean force. He continued to defy it and walk inside. Just as he raised his hand to decapitate the thief, bang shot his gun again, and this time at him.

He blacked out, seeing dhoklas.