Please note that this story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to any event and/or person living and/or dead is purely coincidental. We do not intend on offending any race, religion or community.
The night was foggy and one of the streetlights had gone off. The streets were dark and the road was damp. The dogs were barking and almost everyone was inside their homes.
Ragini was waiting for Ms. Manya to arrive. Her work was over only when Ms. Manya went to bed. She was too tired to do anything now. It was only the excitement of the art class that brought a little sparkle to her dull life.
She heard the sound of a car arriving and knew that Ms. Manya had arrived. She opened the door and went in to get a glass of water.
”What a splendid evening it was!” she said walking in.
”Will you have dinner Mam? Shall I lay the table for you?” asked Ragini.
”Are you kidding me?” she shouted, “Didn’t I make it clear that I shall be dining out tonight?”
”I am sorry Mam, I forgot to tell you that we have a guest with us tonight. She will soon be coming down for dinner.”
”Yes, Mam. She came in this afternoon. She is your cousin Ms. Anita.”
Ragini could make out from her expression that she was not pleased to hear this. She wondered what was going on.
”I am going to bed. Get my tea up to my room. I shall meet her tomorrow.”
Ragini felt surprised at the fact that she had no wish to see her cousin. She always felt upset about the fact that she had no one who would come and visit her. But here, relations seemed too complicated. She slowly traced her steps back into the kitchen.
The moonlight again came in through her window. She sat up straight on her bed and took out the drawing she had made. It was her first attempt to step into the life of her dreams. She admired it with courage and enthusiasm.
Ms. Manya was unable to sleep. Thoughts were racing in her head and she was feeling terribly stressed. Finally, she got up, put on her slippers and made her way to the door.
The screeching noises of the bats could be heard clearly. The roaring thunder shook the doors and windows. The fog grew even thicker and the darkness was slowly claiming her power.
”Its an hour past midnight now. Not a very good time to disturb your cousin,” said Ms. Anita as she let her sister in.
”Shut up!” came Ms. Manya’s quick reply, “Tell me what are you here for?”
”A promise you made years ago.”
”What are you talking about?” Ms. Manya asked in an annoyed voice.