When the Sky Fell Gold
Sometimes miracles come wearing scars
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When the Sky Fell Gold A novel by Shiv Bhowmik In a city that forgets its broken, four strangers are about to rewrite fate. Rahul, a disgraced office worker with nothing left to lose. Sujata, a barmaid blackmailed into silence. Chung, a painter and part-time musician running from violence. Dev, a corporate guy who's been beaten, bruised, and left behind. On one desperate night in Mumbai, the sky cracks open-literally. A meteorite crashes into an abandoned textile estate, unleashing chaos across the city. But in the heart of that crater is something impossible: gold. Real. Untouched. Unclaimed....
When the Sky Fell Gold A novel by Shiv Bhowmik In a city that forgets its broken, four strangers are about to rewrite fate. Rahul, a disgraced office worker with nothing left to lose. Sujata, a barmaid blackmailed into silence. Chung, a painter and part-time musician running from violence. Dev, a corporate guy who's been beaten, bruised, and left behind. On one desperate night in Mumbai, the sky cracks open-literally. A meteorite crashes into an abandoned textile estate, unleashing chaos across the city. But in the heart of that crater is something impossible: gold. Real. Untouched. Unclaimed. Drawn to the site by instinct and survival, these four strangers stumble upon the fallen treasure. In the smog-choked corners of Mumbai, where people vanish and secrets fester, they make a silent pact to split it-and disappear. But gold doesn't just shimmer. It burns. As the city stirs with rumors and threats-police searches, opportunists, and ghosts from their past-they must decide: How far will they go to keep what the world never meant for them to have? Tense, emotional, and laced with intimate truths, When the Sky Fell Gold is a story of fractured lives converging at a moment that defies logic. It's about desperation, trust, and the fragile miracle of second chances. Because sometimes, the sky doesn't fall to punish you. Sometimes, it falls to remind you how much you're still worth.
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