AKSH'S POV

BHU

VARANASI...the cold wind swayed against me as it refreshed the old memories.the same city where my sorrow had been buried....I never wanted to be here...but ma's dream....her only last wish has brought me here....again.

It's been 25 years
25 years of that unfateful night...that shattered my dream....stole my family ..my baba....my ma...my chutki... everything...in a single blow.
only if I had been with them...in that car crash....I would have not been alone.

Something about this trip of mine felt wierd...as if it would change my life in ways that I never expected..... different from the one it did last time.

What are you going to do Banaras?
What now?
Why again?

I jolted out from my world when sailesh nudged me to go and deliver my speech.

My intention of coming to Varanasi was clear....
NIYATI NGO

I went on the stage

" A very warm good morning to the elite students and faculty present here......

If you all want to interact with me....you all can"

Student 1 : " sir...you have completed your studies from Stanford University...you stayed in abroad for 2 decades....you were fabulous in business and political science...why did you choose to be a politician that too in India ?"

" Somebody responsible enough should take the incharge of the state...I had a legacy to carry"

Student: sir...your family has a history in Politics...your great grandfather...you grandfather and now you will be competing against your opposition for you second tenure.... what's the mantra that your opposition fails every single time?

"kutton ke haath mein apna seher nhi chor skte.....politics,power and pride runs in my bloodline.....the opposition is not worthy enough to be discussed about"
(Can't live my city in hands of dogs...)"

A memory from my bitter past came rushing back that I pushed down.

A smirk playing on my lips as the auditorium roared with the applause.

Student 2: sir you are the most eligible bachelor.....were you really single all your life?

I chuckled...a rare chuckle....knowing what curiosity brings them to ask this question.

" lets not divert the topic....I have some reputation to maintain and hearts to protect"

Students 3: Sir.....aapka bachpan kaisa tha..we haven't heard anything about your childhood?
(How was your childhood?)

I went still....the blurry image haunted me....the scream...the sobs..the giggles...the warmth....the ache... everything shooted in my nerves all at ones

I felt my composure slipping away when Sailesh came to my side supporting me.

I recollected myself.
Mu hands shook violently yet I somehow steadies... Throat heavy

" It was beautiful....though I did not have much memories with my family since I was too young when I lost them...I know it was beautiful...thank you"

I turned around when I heard a loud thud at backstage.....I paused trying to look behind the backdrop wondering if anyone was hurt when I saw a petite figure sprawled on floor in a disastrous manner that surprisingly I found funny....her brown wavy hairs scattered across her shoulder , a yellow kurta radiating her warmth...her back facing me yet I could here her mumble that brought am awkward smile on my face that did not felt distant.

Before I could go and ask her if she was fine....the director came towards me leading my way out of the auditorium...i looked back at her once again and walked away for my next destination.

DAKSHA'S POV
To the hell with my clumsiness....as soon as I entered the backstage....my lady devil professor forbidded me from going on the stage.

I knew I was late but what was my fault...it was all because of that damn traffic. I requested her to let me take over the podium but she did not let me.

I saw CM sir coming on the stage to deliver his speech and trust me...I hate politicians with all my heart...with all my guts but I can't deny..

he looked ravishing in real life...what caught my attention was his green eyes....something strange about it that was pulling me towards it like gravity.

Don't blame me....being in a medical college...I was always surrounded by dead bodies...skeletons and books...no good boys in our college that I could hit on...he doesn't seems that he is in uncle category...I mean he is 30+ I heard.

His aura was too intimidating to ignore...I stood there listening to him and for the first time i lrelised....no matter how nasty these politicians could be
he has good orator skills.

Obviously...how would a politician manage to secure such post for long.
That too a family that has been in political power for years.

His reply was impressive as well as engaging.

He ended the session and was about to leave the stage when I turned around....and

tadadada...

I stumbled over the flat platform landing straight on my butt hitting it for the second time in the row since morning.

" Hey mahadev.....kon se janam ka badla le rhe hai...like seriously...second time in a row....meri haddi todni hai to ek baar mein todiye...waise bhi glti meri nhi iss zameen ki hai....gadhera....mere raaste mein aa gya"
( O lord Shiva....of which birth are you you avenging from me...like seriously second time in a row?....by the way it's not my fault...it was this floor that came in my way...such a donkey)

I stood up when the same female professor came to me.

" Are you adamant to embarass the institution Dr. Daksha....CM sir was staring at you...you fell with such a force"

I said a small sorry and left.

" Hume lgi ki nhi ye tk nhi pucha..huhh"
( Did not even asked if I was fine or not)

"Just 3 months more...and this PG would be over...i can bear that muh"

I walked out checking the time on my phone..it was already 12...I have to rush before I am late.

I ran out....crashing in few people on my way not caring enough to apologise and went to the parking.

I took a half day off and started my scooty driving my way straight towards the NGO...when the day showed up.

I hit straight into the luxury black car,denting a good area unintentionally. The security around it terrified me but I somehow held my confidence.

The boxers scared me....huge...muscular.....when I saw the PA of CM rushing in my direction.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He asked me....making me confused. His eyes filled with concern that was odd....I nodded.

I did not take a second as i quickly marched infront of the car.....shitttt...it's CM sir's car.

Why universe....whyyyyy

"I...I am sorry...i did not.....I can pay" I said innocently...the car looked too expensive....I will be broke.

He smiled at me....shaking his head in negative

"It's okay....please drive safe....you may he to land in this hospital itself" he chuckled low.

"Thank you so much bhaiya....I thought I was doomed" i smiled.

"You are like a younger sister to me....it's fine"

"CM sir...I hope he won't get angry" i asked.

"No...he won't.... don't worry"

I was deeply thankful at his calm exterior....like an elder brother....I smiled at him and after apologising...I drove away.

AUTHOR'S POV

NIYATI NGO

Ishita : how may I help you?

Man: by letting me in for now miss beauty ( his tone having a hint of accent)

Ishita: excuse me.....You should walk out if you are here to flirt

Man : oo that was fisty....hi....I am here to talk about the NGO sponsorship....we had few words on phone call

Ishita: thank you but we aren't interested to get sponsered by this kind of people

Man: what kind of people?

Ishita: chichore

Man : what....chioree?

Ishita: chichore....not chiore...I meant jerk

Man: if you remember..This land belongs to the government....fighting with me could be disadvantageous for you

Ishita: thenga
( She showed him a thumbs down)

Man: what is thega...how could you disrespect me?

His expression changed as if the world offended him

Ishita: the same way you are still standing here after being humiliated for straight 7 minutes

The man was shocked. Before they could talk further...they heard yelling voice from outside.

Ishita: ye to Daksha ki awaaz hai
( This sounds like daksha's voice)

AKSH'S POV
We drove towards the NGO with our private bodyguards as I did not wanted to involve anyone in my personal affair.

We reached and saw a yellow beautiful house, the walls were simple yet warm,the yard full of colourful flowers..nothing like what my mansion looked like...the large expensive white mansion with pine trees arround that had no hint of warmth.
The area quiet...far away from the actual chaos of Banaras.

What shocked me was that it was next to the ganga ghat....large kashi shikhar visible from a few metres away yet too peaceful.

I stepped out.

Shailesh: I will check inside first

I nodded , leaning against the pillar in a far corner staring at the temple that stood tall as guilty.

I took out the cigarette from my pocket, holding it between my fingers...i lit it with my golden lighter that had a lion made on it...our ancestors lighter... releasing a few puffs.

The stress and the question asked by the students about my childhood making it uneasy for me.

I tossed it aside in a dry sack of leaves not caring enough that it would catch fire.

I was still in my daze when I heard a loud scream of a woman

" Aag lg gyi haiiii........"
(Fireeeeeeee)

I looked at my left to see fumes and smoke coming from it...before I could process anything...i froze... a loud splash of water all over me.

I was all drenched...water dripping from my hair on my body...my clothes clunged on me like my second skin.

I looked up to meet my gaze at a 5'5 woman dressed in a yellow kurta....the same brown wavy hair scattered across her shoulder,her dark brown eyes staring back at me...that soon turned into horror..her plumpy thin natural pink lips parted in shock as her expression horrified at the realisation.

" Darn ittt......mahaadevvvvv"

She screamed so loud almost rupturing my eardrums that I too flinched at her high pitched voice.

There is nothing good in this trip of mine....i knew it.

I looked around as few people came running to us....
My guards followed by Sailesh.

Man : bhaii?

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