Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology - Chapter 365

Chapter 365: Ambani, Masthan and Matheen Part: (1/2) Chapter 365: Ambani, Masthan and Matheen Part: (1/2) March 22nd, 1656 Dakshin Bhartiya Empire, The region of Baluchistan, Port of Gwadar On the shore of the Arabian Sea, in the bustling port of Gwadar, cargo ships ranging from 100 tonnes to a thousand tonnes are loading and unloading various supplies from the region of Baluchistan.

Due to the discovery of some phosphate in a few districts of Baluchistan, and with Rajasthan still being inaccessible to the Bharatiya Empire, mining activities have been ongoing in Baluchistan for the past few months, which explains the busy and bustling atmosphere of the port of Gwadar.

The brothers Masthan and Matheen, both wearing traditional Balochi clothes like Chadar, Shalwar, and Dopata, looked very spirited.

Due to Vijay lowering the requirement of merit points for the Balochi labourers to earn land back in the Empire, the first batch of migrants who had already succeeded in redeeming a plot of land were being transported back to the Empire.

Masthan and Matheen are both among them, with their excellent work capabilities having amazed the contractors.

Due to their excellent hands-on abilities, they were also rewarded very well, and their previously scrawny bodies, which looked like they could be blown away by the wind, now look strong and capable.

They are currently walking through the bustling crowd, looking all around the place as it is their first time visiting the city of Gwadar.

When they stepped foot into the market region for the first time, they felt like they had entered a whole new civilization.

People all around them wore different dresses, some familiar with what the contractors wore, while others were completely new to them.

The dresses of the women especially caught their attention, making their eyes brighten up.

These dresses revealed something they had never seen before.

They could actually see the necks and faces of the women.

This was a huge eye-opener because, back in their small town, no woman would come out of the house without covering her head.

Now, seeing such dresses without head coverings and even some newer designs that were closely stuck to the body, their mouths ran dry.

*Puff* A sudden chuckle could be heard from behind them.

Looking back, Masthan and Matheen both discovered that the shop owner selling some sort of fruit was laughing at them.

This immediately made them embarrassed, and they quickly ran away, looking for the designated location they were told to arrive.

— “YA Allah!” Matheen suddenly exclaimed, and Masthan, who was only a few steps behind, quickly caught up and looked in the direction where Matheen was looking.

Similar to Matheen, Masthan was completely mesmerized, even dropping the clothes he had bought for their travel.

They saw a behemoth of a ship.

It was the largest ship they had ever seen; it was as tall and large as a mountain.

“Masthan, do you think this giant can move in the sea?” “I don’t know,” Masthan replied.

“But since it is floating on top of the water, it should not be a big problem.” “…” “Hey, you both!

The time for departure is up.

Quickly get on board, or else you will be left behind!” Suddenly, a Bharatiya civil servant, seeing the brothers wearing Balochi clothes and carrying luggage, quickly figured out their purpose and hurried them along.

Masthan and Matheen looked at each other, picked up the fallen luggage, and quickly rushed over.

“You guys are lucky.

If it had been another 10 minutes, you would have missed the first voyage of this masterpiece,” the civil servant said with a smile as he pointed at the merchant ship.

The brothers, looking closer at the ship, couldn’t help but feel awe-inspired.

As they neared the vessel, it appeared more imposing, and the sight of the weapons installed on board sent a thrill through their bodies.

Seeing how the brothers did not reply, the civil servant stared at them, but noticing their expressions as if they had seen a ton of gold, he quickly understood their emotions and did not mind being ignored.

“Okay, go on up quickly,” the civil servant urged as he woke the brothers from their shocked expressions and pushed them onto the ship.

The brothers quickly used the ledge to board the ship.

When they got up, A man stood at the entry and asked for their certificates.

Masthan and Matheen quickly took out the certificates issued to them by the Baluchistan Logistics Department and gave them to the man.

The man read the recommendation on the migration certificates, nodded his head, kept one part of the paper for himself, and returned the other part to both of the boys.

He then quickly took out his ledger and ran through the seating arrangement.

As he found the assigned seats, he couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

“You both are very lucky,” he said, his eyes containing a hint of jealousy.

But this thought was fleeting as the man quickly took out the tickets and handed them over to the boys.

He reminded, “Seat numbers B23 and B24,” then looked at them and cautiously warned, “Sitting next to you is an important figure.

Make sure not to cause any trouble.

Understand?” Masthan and Matheen were a little taken aback by this information.

They hadn’t expected some bigwig to sit next to them.

Why would the officials even allow such a thing to happen?

They thought about this inwardly, but outwardly, They didn’t dare to voice it out and accepted the warning by humbly bowing down and leaving to find their seats.

Truthfully, the ship used to transfer the first batch of migrants is the new Bhima-class armed merchant ship designed by Vishesh Niladri and manufactured by Raya Shipyard.

Due to it being a special occasion for the first migrants from Balochistan entering the empire, this new ship is used to make the event more ceremonial.

As for the seating arrangement, it is selected randomly, as there is no distinction between first class, economy class, and business class on the ship; everybody travels the same way.

— After inquiring with multiple people, Masthan and Matheen finally found their seats and went over to sit down.

However suddenly, looking at the man sitting adjacent to their seats, they were shocked.

They knew this man.

This man was the most successful contractor in the region of Baluchistan, and the man who, within a few months, earned the right to run his own government-funded company, Naveen Ambani.

Masthan and Matheen knew him because once when they were assigned to hill road construction work in a coastal town, they saw this man from a distance.

What left a deep impression on their minds was that even their boss’s boss, who was normally very aloof in weekdays, was very respectful and did not dare to raise his head in front of this man.

Adding to the impressiveness of Mr Ambani, there were multiple figures of the same status as their bosses, but they could only look up to this middle-aged man sitting right in front of them, behaving so respectfully.

Naveen, who was reading a book called ‘On the Principles of Buoyancy’ written by Sanjeev Bansari, the inventor of undershot and breastshot water wheels and an expert in the field of fluids, was suddenly taken aback when two youths, who looked to be in their 20s, intensely stared at him from a distance.

He looked up, confused.

As soon as Ambani stared at them, the two boys trembled as if they were in front of a sergeant they had once met.

Naveen couldn’t fathom why the teenagers appeared nervous and hesitant until he noticed the tickets in their hands.

Realizing the situation, he added a bookmark, closed his book and smiled, gesturing for them to approach.

Masthan and Matheen did not hesitate and followed his orders.

Naveen motioned for them to sit down, and they obediently took their seats.

Then, Naveen patted Masthan’s back reassuringly.

“Don’t worry, you don’t have to be nervous.

You might not know, but I used to be a labourer like you too just a few months ago, so you don’t need to be so tense around me.” This Information surprised Masthan and Matheen, as they had not expected the Bigwig to have been a labourer like them, which was unbelievable.

“Really?” Masthan exclaimed with a surprised voice, but then he suddenly closed his mouth, realizing it might be rude.

However, Naveen didn’t mind and explained the whole process of how his family had been starving in a village in Gujarat, how the war had taken place, and how he had gotten the chance to achieve the position he was in now.

Listening to his legendary story, both boys were filled with awe and amazement.

They had not expected such things to happen.

They looked at each other, both with a flame of ambition burning in their souls, firmly willing to achieve something in this new world.

Naveen, without delving into the teenagers’ thoughts, chose to remain silent.

Just as he was preparing to resume reading, a figure in a blue uniform caught his attention in his peripheral vision.

He looked up swiftly and recognized that it was a navy officer, the exact person he was looking for.

Quickly seizing the opportunity, he called out to the officer who was about to sit across from him and politely requested, “Sir, if it’s alright with you, could you please sit next to me?

I have a few questions to ask.” The officer, who was not even 30 years old, felt flattered after being addressed so respectfully, so he quickly agreed and sat next to Naveen Ambani.

“Sir, it’s like this.

I am very interested in naval vessels and I am keen to pursue a career in this field.

Looking at this ship, it appears to be a new model, unlike any other ship I have seen in the empire.

So, sir, if it’s not too much trouble, could you explain about this ship?” Seeing the surprised expression on the seaman’s face, Naveen quickly added, “If it’s a military secret, you don’t have to divulge any information, sir.

I wouldn’t want you to get into trouble.” The seaman, who recovered from his surprise, shook his head and explained, “There isn’t much secrecy about this.

Every naval officer on the ship knows this information, and it’s not taboo to share it with you.

I was just surprised when you mentioned wanting to pursue a career in this industry.” Naveen joined his hands and replied, “It’s all the Lord Krishna’s blessing.

Things have gone well for me in the family, so I have this idea.

Please, sir, can you explain?” “Well, since you are so sincere, I will explain the detailed specifications of the ship.” While this conversation took place, both brothers, Masthan and Matheen, quietly listened and did not interject.

“This ship is officially named by His Majesty the Emperor as the Bhima Class Armed Merchant ship, used for carrying cargo and military supplies.” “It has three masts, which enable good sailing performance and manoeuvrability.” “It has square rigging for the mainmast and Foremast, whereas it has a Lateen sail for the Mizzenmast.” “Its length is 50 meters, and the beam is 12 meters.

As for its draught, it is 1000 tonnes in total and cargo carrying capacity being 700 tonnes, with the hull material manufactured using Himalayan oak and fastenings made of iron and bolts.” “The ship also meets military regulations in case it needs to be modified for battle use, with various additional features such as Reinforced Hull, Compartmentalization, gun ports, Forecastle & Aftcastle, and finally loopholes (small openings in the bulwarks for musket fire by seamen during boarding actions).” “As for the weaponry, it carries a group of Puckle guns, 10kg calibre cannons, and culverins.” “It has a speed of six to eight knots depending on weather conditions, and its seaworthiness has been tested in the Arabian Sea.” “Additionally, most of the crew running the ship are graduates from the Naval Academy who could not join the Navy or do not want to join the Navy.” Naveen Ambani, who had written down all the specifications of the ship, was satisfied as he profusely thanked the seaman and took his contact details in order to consult further in the future.

As for Masthan and Matheen, they had been learning the Bharati language for the past few weeks so they could speak to other people in the Bharati language.

However, it was still impossible for them to understand such technical terms, so the only thing they felt was that whatever the men beside them were discussing was something very advanced.

With such thoughts, the first-ever passenger voyage of the Bhima Class Armed Merchant ship left the port of Gwadar and set sail for its target, the Port of Mangluru.

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