Hola, amigos 
This is me back with another OS. An idea popped up in my mind & I was willing to pen it down but lacked time(& interest, again thanks to Gul Maatađ). This is just a teaser, I promise there's more to it than meets the eye
So, enjoy!
"Ab var-vadhu pheron ke liye khade ho jaayein"
"Rukiye, Pandit Ji!", came a raucous, yet familiar voice, shuddering the walls of the Chaudhary Mansion.
Recognising the very familiarity of the voice, Agastya, at once, lifted his head to look at the intruder. His teary, melancholy eyes, now a bit dazed as he saw her, walking straight up to the altar, with fire in her eyes.
Well, it was never a task for him to read her eyes. Atleast that's what he believed! And, today? Today they seemed to lack something; the eyes that always carried a pool of emotions in them, eyes that held the power to rip apart his heart into a million pieces with a lone tear, lacked spirit today. She had a blank expression on her face & that broke something inside him. He was devastated! Her stoic face & dreary eyes did what her tears might not have done.
What was she upto now??
... To be continued...
CID
