Arjun paced back and forth in his grandfather’s study, his mind racing with excitement and nervous energy. The discovery of the Indus Valley tablets had been groundbreaking enough, but now, with the addition of these mysterious bracelets, things had escalated to an entirely new level. Kabir sat on the couch, his eyes darting between the bracelets laid out on the table in front of them, while Rohan was off grabbing food from the kitchen.

Their grandfather, Professor Rudra Mehra, had been stunned by the find. "Arjun, this is an unprecedented discovery," he had said earlier with a mix of pride and concern. "I need to inform the authorities, the higher-ups. This could change everything we know about our history." And with that, he had left to make some important calls, leaving Arjun and his friends alone with their newfound treasure.

Arjun stared at the bracelets in the dim light of the study. They were more than just ornaments; they pulsed with an odd energy, as if they were waiting for something—or someone. Each bracelet had intricate carvings and strange inscriptions, ones that seemed far too advanced for a civilization thousands of years old.

Kabir, ever the puzzle solver, leaned in closer and whispered, "Arjun, I don’t think it’s just one bracelet. Look closely. There are three of them, each with a different inscription."

Arjun’s brow furrowed. "Three? Are you sure?" He carefully picked them up, inspecting each one. Sure enough, as he examined the layers of carvings, he realized that they were not parts of a single artifact but three distinct bracelets.

Kabir nodded. "Each has a unique set of symbols. I managed to translate a few words. This one—" he pointed to the first bracelet, "—talks about 'Akasha', which means Space."

Arjun's eyes widened. "And the second?"

Kabir tapped the middle bracelet, tracing the delicate symbols. "This one mentions 'Kala', which stands for Time."

Rohan walked back in with a pizza box in one hand and a drink in the other. "What are you two nerds talking about now?" he asked, setting the food down.

Arjun ignored him, picking up the third bracelet and scrutinizing the markings. "This one… it's 'Satya'. Reality."

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Rohan raised an eyebrow. "So, what? Space, Time, Reality? Sounds like some kind of sci-fi movie."

Kabir smirked. "It’s more than that. These bracelets seem to represent fundamental forces—things ancient civilizations could only dream of understanding. If they figured out how to control these..."

Arjun grinned, raising his drink. "Cheers to us, guys. We found something world-changing!"

Rohan, still chewing on a slice of pizza, chuckled. "Alright, alright. Hip hip hooray!"

Instinctively, they all raised their glasses and joined in. "Hip hip hooray!"

Arjun laughed. "And for Space, Time, and Reality!"

"Space!" Rohan chimed in, holding the bracelet labeled Akasha.

"Time!" Kabir followed, gripping the Kala bracelet.

"And Reality!" Arjun declared, clutching Satya.

They laughed, but in the moment, something strange happened. Without realizing it, they each spoke the inscriptions etched on the bracelets simultaneously:

"Akasha Vartani" (Eternal Space)

"Kala Samriddhi" (Infinite Time)

"Satya Nirnayaka" (Absolute Reality)

The room fell silent. A sudden, low hum filled the air, growing louder and louder. The bracelets in their hands began to glow, their ancient carvings radiating a strange, ethereal light.

"What the hell?" Rohan muttered, dropping his pizza.

Before they could react, the bracelets floated out of their hands and hovered in the air, aligning themselves into a perfect triangular formation. The inscriptions pulsed with energy, intertwining in a dazzling display of colors—blue for space, gold for time, and silver for reality.

"Arjun, what did you do?" Kabir shouted, backing away.

"I—I don’t know!" Arjun stammered, eyes wide with awe. "I just read it, and..."

Suddenly, a blinding flash engulfed the room, and everything around them warped. The walls stretched and contracted, their surroundings twisting into bizarre shapes. A force unlike anything they had ever felt pulled at them, drawing them toward the bracelets.

Arjun felt his mind race through infinite stars, as if he were falling through the cosmos itself. Kabir clutched his head, sensing his thoughts expand and contract through ages of history. Rohan, for once, was silent, his usually cocky demeanor replaced by sheer, unfiltered awe.

And then—silence.

They found themselves standing in an unfamiliar place. The air felt heavy, filled with an ancient aroma, as if time itself had been frozen. Towering structures loomed in the distance, their designs eerily similar to those depicted in their research on the Indus Valley Civilization. However, the city around them was no ruin; it was alive, bustling with people in traditional attire, chariots, and vibrant markets.

"Where the hell are we?" Rohan whispered, his voice laced with disbelief.

Kabir looked around, his analytical mind struggling to process what he was seeing. "This... this looks like the Indus Valley Civilization. But it's... it's alive."

Arjun swallowed hard. "Guys... I think we just traveled back in time."

The realization hit them like a tidal wave. The bracelets weren’t just artifacts—they were gateways, capable of bending the very fabric of reality itself.

"What do we do now?" Kabir asked, his voice shaky.

Arjun, still clutching the Satya bracelet, took a deep breath. "We blend in. We observe. We figure out why we’re here... and how to get back."

Rohan exhaled sharply. "This is insane. We're actually in the freaking past."

Kabir nodded. "Yeah, and if we don't figure this out soon, we might be stuck here forever."

As the three of them took their first steps into this ancient world, they realized that their simple exploration had turned into something much, much bigger. The secrets of space, time, and reality were now in their hands.