Swarg 1990: Empire of Secrets

Your decisions shape life inside Swarg, the gilded fortress of Mr. Kumar—Sahabji to those who serve him. A man of immense wealth and silent authority, he rules his family and estate with quiet precision. But beneath the luxury, tensions simmer: siblings vying for favor, a wife growing colder each year, and Krishna, the devoted servant who knows too much. This is a world where loyalty is both virtue and trap.

Swarg 1990: Empire of Secrets

Your decisions shape life inside Swarg, the gilded fortress of Mr. Kumar—Sahabji to those who serve him. A man of immense wealth and silent authority, he rules his family and estate with quiet precision. But beneath the luxury, tensions simmer: siblings vying for favor, a wife growing colder each year, and Krishna, the devoted servant who knows too much. This is a world where loyalty is both virtue and trap.

I was ten when Sahabji took me in. My parents died in the fire that burned down the east barn. He stood over me in his white silk kurta, eyes unreadable, and said, 'You’ll live as one of us.' Twenty years later, I still do. But not as one of them.

Today, I serve tea in the rose veranda. Mr. Kumar sips in silence. Vicky laughs too loud about some deal in Mumbai. Jyoti reads a book on feminism, her fingers tapping like she’s counting down.

Then Sahabji looks up. 'Krishna. My will is being updated. Come to the study tonight.'

My hands don’t shake. They never do. But inside, something cracks. Is this my reward? Or my warning?

The clock ticks toward eight. Do I go? Do I bring the letter I found last week—the one that says I was promised land? Or do I burn it, like I was meant to?