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TRUTH(part8)
Prithvi sneaked glances at her. After recovering from her sudden outburst, she had been pretty subdued since they had started traveling again.
Dressed as a boy with a shawl covering her hair and lower face, she walked beside him. Not in front of him, he amusedly noticed, but rite beside him. Her eyes were downcast and her nose was still red. Adorably so.
"ok..thats it. Im paying way too much attention to someone I don't even know. snap out of it" Prithvi silently admonished himself..
She looked up at him. He looked lost in thought.
All the way, when she thought he wasn't looking, she had sneaked peeks at him.
Even now a part of her couldn't believe this was really happening. He was really here with her. For years she had waited to look at his face, to hear his voice. To think she had been spending the last two days alone with him fighting was a shock. Just like old time. Fighting like crazy, but unable to stay away.
Sometime later, when they had stopped to rest and eat by a stream, Prithvi was getting agitated.
She was too quiet. He wasn't used to that. Not from her.. It was getting on his nerves, not to mention, it meant she was still upset and he wanted to solve her problems for some reason. Why, was a question Prithvi couldn't answer.
P: how are you now?
She looked at him in surprise.
S: how am i? you are the one who was hurt. I should b asking u that.
P: you just seemed upset this morning.
S: oh.. that. I was just. surprised I guess. Not quite how I thought it would be. The yatra.. its just…
She trailed off, not knowing what to say, that wouldn't make him suspicious.
Prithvi, totally unaware of what was really goin on in her head, nodded.
P: I know what you mean.. getting lost, attacked and attacked again.. though i guess I should b pretty used to this by now. The koteshwar yatra has always been …unique.. for me.
Sanyogita who had just been gazing at him, freely taking in his expressions and voice, smiled at his last remark.
S: u have been on this yatra before.
Prithvi was relieved to see her smile.
P: yes, a few years ago.
S: tell me about it.
Prithvi was surprised to hear her request and a little hesitant to oblige.
He didn't want to talk about the impact the yatra had on his life all those years ago.
That would mean talking about Sanyogita.
He looked at her hopeful eyes and couldn't resist them.
So he started regaling her with stories of his boyhood. She laughed at some of the antics, grimaced at some, specially as she could recall how naively headstrong and reckless she used to be. Mostly, though, she just gazed at him wistfully.
"seems like it was another life" she whispered.
Prithvi who was sitting bac smiling at the good time, thought she said something.
P: huh? What?
S: umm. Uhh.. nothing.. so would u say that Nandini was bad influence on you.
Prithvi who had let his guard down in a way he hadn't done in years, sat up straighter. His face going from relaxed to guarded.
The look on his face scared Sanyogita. It was a look of anger, pain and defeat.
She couldn't help herself. She had just wanted him to go on talking. She didn't want these precious few moment to ever end.
Sighing inwardly, she tried to change the topic, saying the first thing that came to her mind.
S: ummm.. Karan…. Ur..uhh.. ur mustache is peeling!
Prithvi started. Trust a girl named Nandini to make him pour his heart out and then bring up something totally random like his mustache.
As he touched his face, he grimaced. Apparently, the adhesive had come loose after he had washed his face in the stream and now, just as she had said, the edge was coming off.
P: this isn't real…
He peeled it completely off, not wanting there to b any lies between them, conveniently forgetting the biggest lie of all. He hadn't told her who he really was.
Sanyogita gaped at the fake mustache and burst out laughing. Her laughter made him smile.
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Vaishali paced up and down in front of the tents. Her worry was bordering on panic. It had been 24 hours and still there was no news of the princess.
She had sent the guards out almost half a day ago and they had all returned with no news. If the princess wasn't found by tonight, she would have to inform the king.
Vaishali shuddered involuntarily, the worry for her friend more evident then any fear of punishment from the maharaj.
Chand and Arjun sat looking at Pundir's face, which bore a cross between adoration and fascination, as he watched vaishali from afar.
Arjun winked at Chand, who just smiled and nodded.
A: Pundir, the sky is falling.
P: hmmm…yeah..
C: there is a a flood headed this way.
P: that's nice…
A: Maya is leaving me..
P: im happy for u…
C: She doesn't like ur mustache..
P: who? What? who doesn't like wat?!
Arjun smiled broadly
A: ahh so now u come bac to us. The girl u'r staring at. Vaishali I think her name was.
Pundir was flustered. It wasn't like him to be so engrossed in a girl. Specially not one who had called him muchar and his "mooch" scary.
It was all the fault of those damned bananas. That's when it had all started.
Her smile had had the effect of a well aimed punch to the gut. Made him see stars in broad daylight, and Just like that, he fell in love. It was sudden, quick and gut wrenching. His mood swings were frightening even himself. One min he was all happy, the next he was despondent and grouchy.
She looked worried and Pundir knew, if he had to, he would slay dragons for her.
He decided to go over to her, ignoring Chand and Arjun's warnings as they tried to call him back.
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P: so ,where did u learn archery like that?
Sanyogita averted her eyes from his face. Taking a few seconds to collect her wayward thoughts, she slowly smiled.
S: Some years ago. I was going through some difficult times and archery somehow became my outlet. the harder things got, the more I practiced. The more I practiced, the better I got. And believe me, I practiced.
Prithvi silently heard her out.
He would never have guessed the spoilt girl he had been so quick to dismiss as shallow and rude a few days back, could actually have gone through hard times.
She had seemed like the type who sat on silken cushions and wasted time on frivolity. Certainly not the type to deal with any kind of hardships, least of all emotional.
Not quite what I had pegged you down as,he mused to himself.
Prithvi was chagrined to discover he had spoken his thoughts out loud.
S: sometimes what you see isn't what u get.
P: im sorry. I didn't mean it that way…
Sanyogita smiled at him. A full bright smile.
Something inside Prithvi clicked. He had seen that smile before. He had met her before. He was sure of that. But for the life of him he couldn't remember where. He stared at her, willing his mind to remember.
Sanyogita felt her face growing warmer. The way he was staring at her was something she just wasn't used to. Anyone else and she would have dismissed it . But this was Prithvi. And she was blushing. Not to forget panicking. What if he recognized her?
The thought was enough to make her sick to her stomach. She quickly tugged her shawl closer to herself and pulled it a lil up, so her chin was hidden .
Prithvi shook himself out of his reverie. " what is the matter with you. Staring at her like that. She must think im such an idiot. And she's all conscious"
To ease her apparent discomfort at his ungentlemanly behavior, he decided to ask the question he had been wanting to ask since morning.
P: so…uuhmm…why are u dressed as a boy?
Sanyogita had just managed to get her reactions back under control.
S: just in case I have to save your life again. These clothes make it easier to climb trees.
Prithvi stared at her and, then seeing the twinkle in her eyes, burst out laughing.
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They soon moved on, on Prithvi's insistence. Sanyogita would have stayed rite where she was, but reluctantly she followed him.
This was the only time she had with him and once she reached the yatra, she knew what she would have to do. She would have to go back home. She couldn't be in the yatra with him. Not if she wanted to keep her identity a secret.
The very thought of never seeing him again was eating her up inside, but she knew that was the only way. She stared at his back with an expression of desire and yearning.
As night approached , Prithvi grew anxious. He wanted to rejoin the yatra. After making sure Nandini was safe with her friend and the other yatris he would leave in search for Ghori's men..
As they rounded a clearing in the foliage, Prithvi saw some lights in the near distance and realized it was the yatra.
Sanyogita who had been walking behind him, lost in her thoughts, bumped into him from behind.
He turned around with a smile, "We are at the yatra"
She looked up at him, her eyes locked onto his.
Prithvi started getting the feeling of dj vu again.. his instincts kept nudging him. Something was tugging at the edges of his consciousness..
She slowly moved past him, her eyes seeking something in his.
S: You didn't have to come after me but you always do. Thank you. For saving my life everytime.
As he watched her walking away, he felt a sense of loss.
It was strange. He hadn't known her for more than a day and already he felt like he would be loosing a very important part of his life. He almost called out to her. To ask her why.
Why was he feeling like this?
But no words come through his lips. He just stood there watching her walk away, when she was far enough, he realized he had to get bac to his friends. They would have to leave the yatra early in the morning.
He slowly moved towards his tent. then as if undecided he moved towards her tent, just to make sure she was okay "wat do think would have happened to her between here and there" a voice sounded in his head.
He ignored it.
He was just going to see her safely with her friend and of course he had to ask her where she was from.
For Pundir's sake of course, he reasoned with himself. He had to know where Pundir's Vaishali was from.
He was just a few feet away from her when he saw vaishali running towards them.
"Rajkumari Sanyogita!" vaishali was so relieved to see her friend , she started yelling from afar as she ran towards the said princess.
Prithvi froze. The world had just stopped and no noise filtered into his ears. If lighting would have struck him at that moment, he wouldn't have felt a thing.
that's it for now..hopefully next part tmrw
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