Breakthrough. (Part—two) You cannot do that, uncle! You cannot save us by sacrificing yourself. Do you think I can lead a better life after knowing that? I cannot let you do that! I won't be able to take another suffering from your supposed death!”“Sh, I know I know.” Stroking my head, he calmed me down when I broke down, sobbing yet again. I was so emotional today after meeting with him that I knew no bounds. And also, I was too tired of everything. It took us more than half an hour to get back to our conversation. “Do you feel better?” Wiping my tears from his own handkerchief, he asked. “I am.”“Don't you dare scare me like this! Do you understand?”I nodded again. “Do you think I would willingly do something like that?”“Honestly speaking, uncle. I don't know anything anymore.”“I understand. I am more scared of things about how it would turn out than anything else.”“Are you telling me the fearsome Randhir Kumar Mishra is terrified?” At that, a sudden chuckle left me. In re
Breakthrough. (Part—three) Two hours later. "Here, drink this.” Taking the glass full of water with energy powder within it from his extended hand, I drank. Time lapsed.“I have calmed down, uncle.” I was. After toxifying most of the burden, I did feel lighter and much better than before. “Are you sure?” Taking the glass, he left it on the glass table in front of us after making sure not a drop of it remained in the glass. Breathing deeply, I blinked at him and nodded my head. “I will get you properly checked. Your anxiety seems to have worsened in the past few days. Are you having trouble sleeping again?”I was silent. Because it was true. It was the third time in a row I couldn't sleep. I was almost used to having power naps and could never sleep soundly.At last, choosing to be truthful, I nodded. “It's harder to fall asleep lately.”“Hm. I see.”We were both silent, trapped in our own thoughts in our minds. “I am ready to listen, uncle. Will you tell me everything I should
Breakthrough. (Part—four) Rampaging my mind for questions, I decided to ask just to confirm the roots of it, "So, is this true as well that you might have known them from the beginning, uncle?" It was quite simple to catch whom I was acquiring. So, I stared. I already knew the answer, but I needed confirmation again and again. “How?” Knowingly, it was stupid of me to ask such a question because somewhere in me—I knew that answer as well. Though I still questioned him for confirmation as there was an irrational hope inflicted in me, hoping against the hope for the opposition of the known result. Why? I didn't know. "Deep inside, you already have your answers, Gudiya," Randhir uncle quipped calmly. "But I can repeat it for you if you want me to,” he gave me a smile, caressing my head. “But I can tell you what you do not know.” “W-what is it?” “We have known them even before you were conceived. Me and your father and your mother. Your father and Shrey were more like brothe
Breakthrough. (Part—five) “W-what happened next?” I requested with my tone barely above a whisper. “Did your mission fail?”“Not quite. It was half successful until we were recognised and some rat in the high authority blew our cover. We barely left with our lives intact.”I gasped. Just by thinking about it, my ribs shudder in fright at the perilousness of it all. “We wanted our country to be drug-free, violence-free, and corruption-free.”It was hurting my insides to know about my own parents when they are not here. I could only listen and be silent with my heart pounding inside my chest.“Your father and Shrey were the youngest soldiers of the time to accomplish more than fifty-plus missions on their own. Each task was more perilous than the last.”The silence was deadly at that as I heard him say that with a grip of tremendous pain etched on his old face with proud-filled eyes. He was proud of them; I could read that in his gleaming eyes.“There were more cases of lethal mission
Breakthrough. (Part—six) “I know, Radhika. However, it's too late now. Even if I tried to, I cannot undo some things on my own. It is even out of my hands. The situation has worsened. Now it is not the time of want but the time of need,” he exhaled. “You both are in danger. The type of danger I cannot protect you from even if I want to, not alone that is,” he paused to stare me down, “because what you want will get you killed. Both of you.”My blurry eyes found his large form sitting beside me. “Neither would I allow it,” he added. “Not at the cost of your life.”I chuckled, looking at him, who was busy being in his own little world that he already created. "Also, as mentioned before, you weren't kidnapped. You were taken into the protection of Uzair's. So please don't be hard on him. He's doing everything in his power to protect you. Try to get to know him first before so you can understand his reasoning."My breath got stuck at that once again. It did not matter how many times I
Promises. Time tickled by so quickly until we realised it was his time to leave. “Uncle?" Holding his shirt between my index finger and thumb, I murmured, “Can we really not come with you?" My voice trembled as Uncle stood to go. I knew the reasons. I knew the logic. I knew the situation. Yet, I was not mentally strong enough to let go of him. I was not entirely prepared to let him go just yet. The fear of being lonely again made me feel more afraid. “Even after knowing the whole truth and reasons, it still scares me.”Which was obvious. Perhaps he knew that too. Kissing my forehead, he smiled sadly. "I know it does. But I also know how strong you are. I wish, Beta Ji. I wish I could take you. You know that. Don't you? However, you already know the reasons for us being distant for a while.”I hesitantly nodded. “Where will you go?”“Somewhere I wish to investigate something.”Unknown to me, a sob broke apart from me. “By being away or by abandoning us?” I made a statement angrily.
30– A night of misery. “You can only be manipulated once for the same reason.”– Saumya TripathiTime passed by in slow motion...Radhika just sat there, on the couch, shell-shocked regarding the spoken truth about her past, which she never knew of, or rather some of them she did not remember either. How surreal it was. When she was left all alone, it hit her like a dam had been broken inside her. Incensed and confused, still comprehending the truthfulness and articulations from her uncle's conversation, she found herself in a very hazy heap.The time flew by while she couldn't make herself move. Everything felt passionless now. She felt trapped, caged, and burdened by the truths. She did not know what to do or how to cope. The fact of unveiling all the truths she wanted to know from the beginning had her feeling more vulnerable than not knowing them. Her whole body trembled while the temperature of her body felt to be dropping lower than it had been. Her tears told the story behind
Whispers in the Dark: A Late Night Encounter. She blinked three times to confirm her suspicion of him being here. There he was here again. But why? The question she wanted the answer to. Above all, at this ungodly hour of the time! Even though she was once an energetic child, she always had been feeling sluggish and heavy while coming here. Besides, today was no exception. Her reluctant eyes flickered. He raised his head to look at her. To finally look at her. Instead of saying a word, he chose to stare at her sad and sleep-filled eyes. A small smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “Such a cute little bunny.” Her large, filled, hazy eyes made him compare her to a bunny. Her frown lines were the first thing he took notice of. But he chose not to comment on that for now. Not yet. A veil of silence fell upon them, the distance of it growing with each passing second. Standing in a slower motion, she anxiously backed away unconsciously. When did she get off the bed? She didn't ev
Author's note. I know the last chapter has ended on several cliffhangers. With Radhika's suspicious and dubious thoughts about Uzair’s personality. The shades he carried in himself. With uncle's arrival, the main truth unrivalled at last, inversely the last chapter served as the foreshadowing of what's to come next in book three. The third part of the book will soon be available on my GoodNovel profile, so don’t forget to check it out! I can’t express how thankful I am for your incredible support, love, and patience throughout this journey. There were countless moments where I felt completely broken while writing this story, but your encouragement kept me going. I’m beyond grateful for that. Your reviews, likes, and comments have been a constant source of motivation, pushing me to keep writing. As we move forward, I truly hope you enjoyed this book. Your passion and support mean the world to me, and it’s because of readers like you that I continue to grow as an author. I pro
Stillness of Dread. “It has been a week,” Radhika breathed the words out. “Almost a week of nothing being the same anymore, however.” Almost a week had passed with the presented information she had no hint of before about her own life till she was made aware of it. It has been a week since she had her worst mental breakdown for the first time. A week has passed since there were ineffable emotions she felt that were difficult to understand by herself. A week, after her acceptance of the facts, led to another set of questions that did not quite sit well with her. “A week..” she murmured. A week since she last saw Uzair.. She placed her hand on her chest, closing her eyes. It gave a sudden jolt, thinking of him. She did not trust him, not fully; she could not. Not at all. But she was trying to. Everything was so different now. Or perhaps nothing was the same anymore. All her life she lived with the truth that was never complete to begin with. Even after knowing the truth about eve
31– His ineffable anger. “Our opinions only matter to others as long as they agree to it. Otherwise, they are just words without meaning.”–Saumya Tripathi A week later. Last day of the week.Precise: a day before the departure to Dubai. Uzair was in the middle of a last meeting of the day before he left when he felt the vibration of the phone in the underside pocket of his suit jacket. He ignored it, seemingly sensing nothing significant that could not wait. With that thought in his mind, he gazed at the screen in front of him, projecting the launch of another product presented to him for approval regarding its favourable opportunity and innovative ideas for fruitful results.“Tell me if you have any other ideas of its launch date. Which would be the best day for it to let it out in the market?”“Inform the HR team before any further procedures.”“Yes, President!”His phone rang again while it continued to vibrate; without giving it a second thought, he let it. He ignored it once
Bound by Obsession. They both froze at her sudden whisper. Confused about how those words made out of her mouth without trying, her eyes instantly widened. It took him a moment to realise how much it would have taken for her to say what she just did. Because it was far from her gullible and apprehensive state, which she always felt while he was near her. It was none other than her honest side. “It has been your room since childhood.”Her eyes became wider as his insinuated statement. “Oh? I used to live here?” “Very much so. You were stubborn, wanting to have this room as your own.”“Was I always drawn to this garden as well?”Squeezing her a little between his arms, he replied. “This garden was precisely made for you on your instruction.”“Wasn't I too small for that?”He gave a light laugh before starting. “You were. You saw it in a cartoon, desiring to have the same garden for yourself. So, here we are.”She lightly gasped at his nonchalant reply. For once, her mind was empty;
A Vow of Protection. She barely gave a nod. Swallowing the lump, she stuttered out, “Will he be okay if-if I don't try..?” She trailed with a trembling voice. More scared thinking about happening something like that again to her uncle. “As long as you don't put your life in danger. No one will get hurt.” He nodded her way, giving a curt nod. “I will make sure he is,” gently cupping her hands, he initiated. “He probably is in danger all the time.”“I will make sure that he will be looked after.” She gazed up at him with her large, innocent, hesitating eyes. Asking him as if he was really telling the truth. “I will not let anyone harm him either.” Her gaze moved before she let her head fall back on her knees. His heart fluttered in his chest at her hopeful look. Indeed, she was his only weakness; he could not afford to have her hurt herself. “No matter the hardships, I promise to keep you and your family safe by standing by your side through the adventure of our lives,” he vowed
Shattered Calm: His Unexpected Rage. “Let me clarify two things for you,” he uttered at a slow pace.A chill sliced her ribs.“One, I did not take away your freedom. It's the people who treat other people's lives so carelessly. It's their own greed that other people's lives don't matter while the said people could do nothing but take refuge wherever they can to save their lives.”At his brutal grip and harsh words, Radhika couldn't muster up the strength to retort to that. “Two, neither have I taken anything away from you. Only I know how much effort I am making to control myself because your accusations have no facts! They are just plainly stating unreasonable remarks and nothing else! Have I ever lied to you about anything?”“Do you think telling a lie isn't the only way to trick people?”Uzair slightly flinched at her cold gaze. She never looked at him like that before. “No.” She answered her own question. “Telling half-truths can trick people into having false assumptions just
Unveiled Fury: His Sudden Brutality. When she just stood there before him, her silence was an answer in itself. She hated him up to her core. Didn't she? Despite knowing everything, she was blaming him for everything! Was it even fair on his part? Where did he go wrong after doing everything in his power to protect her at all costs? Even at the cost of his own life! He didn't need appreciation; however, he didn't need her scorn-filled eyes either, verbally accusing him of wanting her body on top of it as a reason! “How can you be so sure about me taking everything from you when in fact I am the one who is fighting for the things you like for them to stay? Tell me, Why are you so adamant about me being the villain? Can you give me enough logical reasons where I could understand it myself?” “Because you are a monster!” She yelled at last, clenching her fists tightly. What the fuck was she saying? Did he even know what a monster is for fuck's sake?” Filled with sudden fury, he was bl
Silent Scars: The Weight of Unspoken Pain. Slouching a little more, he let his head rest on her frail shoulder. “You do, little one. Only if you stop being stubborn, you will see how much you need a shoulder to lean on.”She turned her face away while trying to push away his head. Distancing himself from her. He forced her face before him again; he stated, “I know how you feel. What is the point of hiding your pain now? Does sharing even a little bit of your burden give you an inferiority complex? Is this a reason why you are forcing yourself to hide away from everything?”She breathed shakily. His words hit it all the way through her, breaking apart the walls that she created for her own sake. Little by little. Choosing not to show how much his words hit her, she changed her hazy mind into believing otherwise. “Do you really?” Her eyes were challenging him to deny. Maybe it was the tiredness in her body that made her feel brave. “I doubt you know how I feel.”A smirk appeared on t
Whispers in the Dark: A Late Night Encounter. She blinked three times to confirm her suspicion of him being here. There he was here again. But why? The question she wanted the answer to. Above all, at this ungodly hour of the time! Even though she was once an energetic child, she always had been feeling sluggish and heavy while coming here. Besides, today was no exception. Her reluctant eyes flickered. He raised his head to look at her. To finally look at her. Instead of saying a word, he chose to stare at her sad and sleep-filled eyes. A small smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “Such a cute little bunny.” Her large, filled, hazy eyes made him compare her to a bunny. Her frown lines were the first thing he took notice of. But he chose not to comment on that for now. Not yet. A veil of silence fell upon them, the distance of it growing with each passing second. Standing in a slower motion, she anxiously backed away unconsciously. When did she get off the bed? She didn't ev