Please note that this story is purely a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, events and locales are either a product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. 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.
Nisha was feeling a little dizzy. She desperately wanted to return but she didnt want to leave alone. So she waited patiently for Diya to return. She felt terribly cold and lonely.
”These mountains have truly captured my heart,” said Vivan looking at the mystical view in front of him.
”Nature can always pacify a troubled mind,” said Diya going through the pictures she had taken,” I guess thats good enough.”
”You said you like roses,” said Vivan looking at her,” any colour preferences?”
”So, are you planning to buy me roses?”
”No,” he said,” my mom grows them in her garden. I shall take you there once it is adorned with roses of your favourite colour.”
”And what if I say that I dont want to visit your home?”
”Thats not an issue,” he said with a charming smile,” the roses shall still be there.”
”Why would you do that?” she asked feeling pleasantly surprised.
”Because,” he said looking straight at the mountains,” those roses for me will be symbolic of happiness. When you fill the space of your garden with someone’s wishes, it gives you the joy of giving.”
”And the joy of giving,” said Diya thinking of her bitter experiences,” is amplified by forgiving.”
Nisha was feeling too tired now. She decided to ring up Diya and ask her to come back. She didnt like disturbing Diya and Vivan’s afternoon adventure, but she had no other option. She felt that she would faint any moment.
But just as she reached for her phone, she saw a shadow of someone standing behind her. She felt a sensation of extreme fear and danger.
Her instincts warned her not to turn back. She obeyed her inner voice.
”Its good that the room is empty now.” She heard a male voice. It was the shadow man speaking to someone over the phone.
”Those girls,” he said,” are beautiful. Will they come back? I would love to meet them again.”
Nisha felt horror and anger rising like huge waves in the ocean of her soul.
”I will make sure,” said the man,” that if they return, they will be greeted very well.”
The voice grew fainter as the man began to walk away. Soon his voice faded away and Nisha instantly got up.
“This is scary,” she said.
She tried calling Diya but there was no network. Still feeling afraid and worried, she sat down again and said her prayers.
”Nisha, are you all right?” She heard a voice calling out to her.
”Why are you sweating in this cold weather?” said Arjun walking upto her.
”Because,” said Nisha looking away from him,” a wild lion just licked my face.”
”What?” he said shocked by her response,” what are you saying?”
”I am saying that a wild lion just licked my face, if you heard it right.”
”But……What do you mean?”
”I mean what I just said.”
”I dont get this,” he said feeling amazed by her behaviour,” I cant believe that you are making these weird statements.”
”According to you,” she said angrily,” all my statements are false. You feel that I crave attention. So now why are you feeling surprised? Attention seekers do make such weird statements.”
Saying so, she got up and walked past him. She walked hastily in search of network so that she could call Diya. She was in no mood to speak to people who had accused her of lying.
Arjun stood there dumbfounded. It took him a while to understand what she was talking about.
”I wonder,” he said,” if she has been right the whole time. This outburst cannot be unreal. I wish I had thought of this earlier.”
Its very easy to place judgements upon someone. Our fear mind does this to keep us safe. There is nothing wrong with it. But everytime you doubt someone or you trust someone, do let your inner voice guide you because thats the voice of love and LOVE KNOWS BEST.