What is the truth Misha? Why did you lie to me? This is what she thought to ask, the moment she realized the reality is being hidden from her.
But decided otherwise, as she could comprehend that Misha was hiding a lot from her.
She wondered that she believed the voice, the hidden character more than her own sister.
But she couldn’t help it. It seemed more like the result of trust on him built in thousands of years, proving he true each time.
She got up from the bed, and slid the covers completely. Misha called her, asking her to get ready fast.
She turned a deaf ear to her, and took her own time.
She finally came down, and found everyone in an over joyous mood, which surprised her.
Arnab and the rest wished her morning, which was quiet usual, but what troubled her was the fact that they all seemed extremely happy, the causes probably either a great news that she is yet to be shared with or they all are trying to hide something and so needed to put this mask on.
Her instinct indicated for the latter one being the actual reason.
She didn’t want to reveal it, this thought of her, so stayed mostly mute during the course of breakfast.
Later Misha called her out and asked her to go to college along with her, she expected her to also instruct her about not turning to the forest, but strangely she didn’t.
Piya curtly said “better, I go on my own. No need to accompany every place.”
Misha was hell shocked by that reaction, but didn’t give it much thinking, believing that it’s because of her disturbed mind, after all she told her about her past life.
She just wished Piya doesn’t get her memory back until Abhay returned, which seemed like never.
Misha protested “Listen Piya you don’t need to go alone.”
“Please Misha, enough of it, you think am gonna…” Piya stopped in mid, realizing she would have had spitted everything, all that she didn’t want to reveal.
“Hey girl, why are you talking all rude? What’s the need? What happened in a single night and wh…” Misha barely controlled her streaming anger but stopped after understanding the crucial state.
“Ok leave it, just come along” said Misha, trying to be a bit sweeter.
“It’s OK Misha I will come on my own. I think you should leave now or else you will be late” Piya cleared.
Misha scowled at it and ultimately left.
Piya wondered, and scowled at herself, this attitude, how come she develops it all of a sudden.
Maybe because of the truth that she wants to know and Misha hid, she thought.
She got into her car in the garage, and swiftly drove it out and to the college.
She reached the college and made her way straight to the library, unconsciously.
After reaching the library she realized that she have come to wrong place, since she should be in the classroom and that too soon since the classes may start any moment.
Also she was alone no one else except the librarian of course.
She needed to go right away but couldn’t help; it seemed her legs pasted to the floor.
She looked around and decided that she would spend some time here, may be it will give her some peace of mind.
She loved reading, like she could read day and night without a break. Her eyes never tired.
She looked for books in different section.
She knew that she couldn’t attend this class the day before also, so was a bit unsure about missing the classes.
She started looking for the books in a far corner of the library.
She saw a wall which looked newer than the others as if it was recently built; well it looked more like a shield to her, to cover, to hide something.
She ignored it and carried on with her search for more books in the history section.
She came across a shelf named ‘urban history’.
She immediately reached the books in it.
She was going through the books, they had very attractive topics, but nothing interested her.
Then she stretched her hand to the top most shelves and automatically her hand pulled out a thick, large book.
It seemed much damaged and was fully engulfed by the dust and webs.
She cleared the dust and coughed once, effect of dust particles attacking her throat, and saw the title. It wasn’t an attractive one, but still interested her.
“History of Pandher Palace” she read.
She thought of looking inside the book but found the pages much damaged that the stuck together and hence she couldn’t gather anything.
She looked around for the Librarian, and found that now she was all alone in the huge silent room.
She somehow managed to open and separate few pages without damaging the content, but didn’t look in yet.
She then opened a few pages where she found the image of a palace.
She was going to turn on to the next page, which seemed to have an image of a girl sitting, and some guy standing behind her, that’s what she could get from the thin pages, without actually turning it.
But before she could see it she felt a bang near her years. “Piya” came the thunderous voice which vibrated the shelves, breaking the silence of the place, and immediately the book fell from Piya’s hand.
She saw Misha at the farther end standing near the door and surprisingly, the same moment Librarian came in.
Piya bent down and picked up the book. Misha reached her and asked, “Were you not supposed to come for the classes rather than wasting your time here?”
And then only the Librarian noticed the two girls there.
She saw the book in Piya’s hand and a shocked expression accompanied her features.
“Hey girls, what are you doing with that book?” said the Librarian.
“Ma’m we were just….”tried Piya to explain.
“Enough. Keep that book back in the shelf.” said the Librarian.
“Can we issue this one? Actually I would like to read it.” said Piya.
“No girl. It is not meant to be issued. Don’t know how this book reached here it had to be kept in the preservating section.” said the amused Librarian.
“Ma’m I would return it within a week, without causing any damage. Please Ma’m, it’s just a matter of …” protested Piya.
But she was cut off in between; by the Librarian “No it’s not under my control dear it is instructed by the officials. You got to understand this clearly. Hope you get my problem.”
“Yes, sure Ma’m. And thank you. We would like to take your leave now.” replied Piya sincerely.
And then she went along with Misha, to the classroom.
“What did you find so interesting in that dusty, ruined book?” asked Misha.
“Nothing much. Let’s go.” replied Piya.
Piya and Misha are back at home. Piya is completing her assignments.
“Piya, are you going to come for Kabir’s Parents’ marriage anniversary?” asked Misha.
“Misha, did you see that teacher’s reaction when she saw me with the book? I wonder what’s there in that book?” asked Piya.
“Now this is too much! I am asking you about the party and you are questioning me about that dumb book?” said Misha, very disappointed.
“Mishaaa! It wasn’t at all dumb. Well I remember the name read something like ‘Pandher Palace History’ I guess.” said Piya.
Misha immediately straightened up hearing the name of the place.
“I felt I should read it and so I protested but in vain.” exclaimed Piya.
Misha was shocked and worried because of the thought that if Piya gets to see the palace even in images then there are chances that she would start remembering it all.
Actually she wanted it but feared that the effects like Abhay’s memories will trouble and hurt her more than the affectionate moments with this family which would soothe her heart.
“Misha, in the morning I heard you guys were discussing something about mom dad’s anniversary. I guess it included ummm…..Abhay… what was it all about?” asked Piya curiously.
Misha immediately slide her thoughts away hearing the name Abhay. She tried to recollect what she heard out of consciousness, and after getting it she could be seen with moist eyes.
Large tear forming in her eyes, rolled down, first from the left eye and then the right, when she remembered how she had pushed Piya so vigorously that she hit the window so hard and went unconscious instantly.
Piya found that Misha didn’t reply for long. She lifted her gaze to Misha’s face and was shocked to find her crying.
She immediately reached her on her knees and asked worriedly, “What happened Misha? Why are you crying? What is it that’s troubling you, tell me.”
Misha realized that she just flawed and so she rearranged her facial expressions. She found Piya in a very disturbed state due to this.
“I will be back soon, excuse me, and please don’t follow.” instructed Misha.
Piya wondered what was it that made Misha cry. She concentrated and could only recollect that it was then that Misha fell silent when she asked about the anniversary.
She tried to concentrate in case she may remember anything about the anniversary and the happenings on that day .
She tried to think, to remember.
She suddenly felt a twinge near her temple and her head starts paining. She feels hard bangs inside her head.
She screams in pain.
It gets intensified and she clashes on the ground.
She is pulling her hairs to minimize it somehow. She feels large bells ringing inside her jead and screams louder. She gets tired and blinding black spots appear in front of her eyes.
Her eyes starts paining as well and tears come out of them, blurring her visions even more.
Her eyes finally droop down when she is unable to keep them up and open.
And her lying figure feels a pair of strong arms lifting her up and held her close to an iron wall, broad and hard with a delicate corner beneath it which seemed to beat without heartbeats.
And she completely handed over herself.
Every strain crease now seemingly erased from her face.
Precap: SAW HIM………..REVEALATION…………..
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