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.
“So, are these enough?” said Diya looking at the pile of books in her hands.
“Diya,” said Nisha with a lovely smile on her face,” we just need to study a little about marketting and finances. We arent studying for an exam. Just pick one book out of the lot. Take it easy dear.”
Arjun stood in the balcony of his room looking up at the starry sky. He closed his eyes as he felt the cool breeze gently hugging him. He had been through a really hard time. His head was aching and he felt too tired to walk.
Vivan was working on their next workshop. He was preparing the content and studying his notes too. He had a beautiful smile on his face remembering how all of a sudden he was no longer struggling with bitterness for his parents. After such a long time, he felt relieved and at peace.
“Vivan,” said Arjun closing the door of the balcony,” how do I believe in myself? I just cant get this?”
“Even I cant,” said Vivan,” and thats the reason I love card readings so much. I feel as if they connect me to the source of light within me.”
“I really need help with this,” said Arjun lying down on the bed.
“Dont worry,” said Vivan picking up his phone,” why not ask the queens of wisdom about this?”
“Dont tell me you are going to call up Diya and Nisha. Please dont. You know that I…………”
“Calm down Arjun. Its all right to ask for help.”
“I dont know,” said Arjun getting up,” I trusted Nisha the first time I met her because my heart said so. But then Mr. Ajay told me that……….”
“Arjun, be kind to yourself. Relax and release so that you can receive. Dont worry, all I am going to do is ask them for help. Thats all.”
“Now,” said Nisha putting down her book,” what did you just say?”
“I said,” spoke Vivan from the other end of the line,” he just doesnt believe in himself. He wants to help himself but is still stuck in all this. Do you have any solution for this?”
“I do have an audiobook related to this. Shall I send it to you?”
“Thats brilliant. Arjun might benefit from it. Thank you so much.”
“You are most welcome,” she said reaching for her notebook at the far end of the table.
“Well Nisha,” said Vivan,” is Diya with you? I wanted to speak to her.”
“Yes, she is speaking to the librarian at the moment. Shall I ask her to call you back?”
“No,” he said,” I am coming there.”
“Now where are you going?” asked Arjun once Vivan had disconnected the call.
“To the library. And Nisha has sent the link to an audiobook. Do listen and see if it helps.”
“All right,” said Arjun settling into his bed.
Vivan left a few minutes later. Arjun snuggled into his warm bed and clicked the play button on his phone. Soon, a soothing voice was all he could hear. It said,
” Who are you? Where did you come from? Why are you here? In the moments of solitude, do these questions ever come to your mind? Do you ever wonder what is your true nature and what is the reason for your existence?”