*From & To Sathish* - Thread 4 - Page 108

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Every door, window and every soul is at the same time, an entrance and exit. You take one look and move forward or step backwards to safety. It is a truth that most people ignore and that quote that lays that truth bare is " The eyes are the windows to a soul."

Dr.Girija Padmanabhan had been involved in the field of medicine for more than five decades and in all those years, she had seen, heard and been witness to certain medical situations that had no scientific explanations and that always prompted the attending doctors to lift their eyes to the skies and whisper, ' Only, God can explain them for miracles fall under his jurisdiction.'

The moment her brother, Rajashekar had slipped away into a coma, she knew as a doctor that the situation was serious and there was very little chance of him coming back to life and even if he did come back, he might be paralyzed for life. They had many a time spoken about it and he had spoken his mind in no uncertain words that he did not ever want to be on a ventilator or in a coma and that she should do the needful and let him go.

Girija had smiled and had told him, ' My baby brother, it will be you, that will be the last one standing near my bed and switching off my ventilator and letting me to pass on peace and not the other way around for you are a rock, a mountain and you will be here long after I have gone.'

He had looked at her with a strange, expression during those times and had on very few occasions mumbled that he would not last very long after she too was gone from his life.

Girija had heard that " She too" and had broached the topic of the person who had taken with them a piece of his soul but as always his reply had been the same, ' The piece of soul that is missing from me was gifted by me to them, and believe it or not, you can truly love another, just once in your life. I was blessed once with that love and as far as I am concerned, that is enough to last my lifetime.'

She knew her brother as a mother would know her child and had known from the time he had come back from a secret assignment in the mid-eighties that something was wrong and that he was not the same Raja that she had known so well before. He had refused to talk about it and if that had not been shocking enough for he had never ever hidden anything from her and had always been frank and open with her.

The years had passed by and then just like that he had decided to walk away from the army and start some sort of educational institution for orphaned children and those that had lost a parent while being in the service of the nation.

Thus, The Flock had come to life and Rajashekar had thrown his entire soul into it and the very first seed that was planted in the land had been that of the Banyan tree and he had named it " Shinogai."

Girija felt her head swim as she made the connections with the tree, the name and the lady who stood outside the door bearing the same name and to top it all, here was her kid brother who had been lost in a coma for three months and had shown a spark of coming back at the mere whisper of the name," Shinogai."

Wiping her tears, she went to the door and opening it, allowed light and Shinogai into the dimly lit room and both entered, bringing love and new life into their broken lives.

Girija's height was above average for an Indian woman and she stood 5ft 6 inches tall but the lady who stood before her was even taller and she stood there smiling the most beautiful and kindest smile and they reflected in her green eyes and then, Shinogai stepped into the room and embraced her and Girija knew that the tide had indeed turned around for her brother and she knew with absolute certainty that her Raja would come back to them.

Our lives, yours and mine are all about light and darkness. They ebb and flow like the tides, like the dawn and night, but they always come.

Darkness to take away light and light to dispel darkness. Heaven and hell. But, for one whose soul is full of faith and devotion and belief, then it matters not for they carry within themselves all the light they need.

“We cannot control the way people interpret our ideas or thoughts, but we can control the words and tones we choose to convey them. Peace is built on understanding, and wars are built on misunderstandings. Never underestimate the power of a single word, and never recklessly throw around words. One wrong word, or misinterpreted word, can change the meaning of an entire sentence and start a war. And one right word, or one kind word, can grant you the heavens and open doors.”― Suzy Kassem

Veer-Zaara

I, saw the movie Veer-Zaara back in 2004, during the time when I was acting in Aanandham, a tv serial that began its run that year and ended in February 2009. 16 years have passed by since that film released and the director Yash Chopra himself is no more having passed away in 2012.

16 years is a long time, a generation nearly and today as I put my thoughts down on my notepad, I smile tiredly for the word generation is correct as I am now playing father roles when back then in 2004 I was playing one of the heroes and would eventually take on the main role of Deepak in Muhurtham which would bring the forum and me together on this path that we have been travelling on since 2006.

Even though a decade and a half have passed by, some of the scenes from that film have taken root in my soul having struck a chord the first time I saw it in the theatre. I have since then seen the film again, several times, and one scene has stayed with me, captured me, even among all the many beautiful scenes and songs.

That scene is the one where Rani Mukerji's character, Saamiya Siddiqui, an advocate fighting for Shah rukh's Veer Pratap Singh's release, comes to India hoping to find out some information that could help her case, and aid her in getting Veer released from the Pakistani jail where he has been languishing for nearly 22 years.

Saamiya Siddiqui discovers that Zaara is alive and well and living in Veer's house not knowing that he is still alive and in jail. For, she was told that he had died in the accident that involved the bus that was taking him back to Punjab from Pakistan. She escapes to India and comes to live with Veer's parents, Amitabh and Hema even though she just met them for a few days through their son, Veer Pratap Singh.

While she has spent 22 years in veers house in memory of their love and in service to his parents who are no more, Veer, on the other hand, is rotting in jail after having been put there by the man who was engaged to be married to Zaara.

Well, you know how the movie ends and that famous song by lata Mangeshkar but I remember the movie for some of its beautiful scenes and yes, like you I do sometimes wonder if love, true love, real love, eternal love and sacrifices are meant only for the big screen, and all its illusions.

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Girija closed her eyes and tried to remember the last time she had felt so peaceful and comforted when embraced by another human being and could only think of Radha Krishnan and the arms of her brother and parents.

She slowly stepped back and Girija, the woman slowly receded into the shadows and DR.Girija came to the forefront and asserting herself stared at this tall beautiful woman, holding her at arms length.

' I am familiar with your name for I was there when my brother after planting the seed for the first tree in the ground, told me that he was going to call the tree " Shinogai".'

Standing real close to the Visitor, Girija gazed into her green eyes, ' I asked him what the word Shinogai meant and he told me that it meant green which was the colour of life. I knew that the name was precious to him for I heard him whisper that name many a time in his sleep and when he was still serving the nation.'

Shaking her head as if she was trying to make sense but was failing, Girija looked at Shinogai, ' Who are you, madam and why did the mere mention of your name awaken a man who was in a coma and who according to the doctors, a lost cause and a waste of time and energy.'

Shinogai smiled, and spoke in a beautiful voice, ' Please call me by my name and please do not address as ma'am for that is meant only for strangers and not for family.'

' Family.How? what do you mean by family?'

She smiled and said, ' I will explain everything to you, but please,can you wait for a few minutes for I have travelled not only across oceans and continents to be here but I feel that I have travelled back through time itself to be with Raja.'

Girija thought to herself, ' Only, amma and me were ever allowed to call him by his shortened name and if she knows him by that name, then she must be indeed really close to his heart.'

Shocked, confused, and yet to recover from the news that Deputy Commissioner Ilavarasan had delivered about Radha Krishnan, Girija nodded and not knowing what else to do stood and watched Shinogai walk slowly and then sit on the bed in the very same place that she sat every day, next to her brother.

Her eyes opened wide as she watched Shinogai bend slowly and bring her face close, real close to her brother's face and say something and the monitors beeped loudly.

Girija watched mutely as Shinogai placed both her hands and cupping her brothers face gently kissed him on the mouth and whispered something to him in some strange language and she watched her brother's eyes flicker open and stare at Shinogai and then they slowly close shut but the smile that had bloomed from her kiss, stayed put on his lips.

Girija could clearly see her brother's face begin to glow with a strange light and coming closer to the bed she looked at Shinogai, ' Is it only me who is imagining it or is my brothers face shining with a strange light?'

Shinogai smiled and still looking at Rajashekar, ' no, you are not imagining it. He shines because his soul, that was once broken, is now healed and complete.'

Then, Shinogai slowly pulled the sheet down and touching the Rudraksha mala that lay around his neck, whispered, ' so, you are wearing it. Good, you gave it to me as a talisman to protect me and it did protect me and it has come back to you at the right time, for now, you need it more than us.'

Girija unable to control her questions that were literally screaming out of her soul, asked Shinogai, ' That mala was brought back a few days ago by ...'

Unable to finish her words, she stared at the rudraksha bead and then at Shinogai, ' how do you know about these beads and if my brother was the one who gave it to you, then how is it that Radhu had it with him? Who are you and who was Radhu?

' Radhu is my son' and pointing to Rajashekar, ' his son., and your nephew.'

Girija felt faint and holding on to the chair next to the bed, mumbled ' Adhe kannu. My baby's eyes. My, Raja's eyes' and saying the words she slowly crumpled to the ground, but Shinogai held her and lifting her in her strong arms, carried her and placed her in the bed that she had been sleeping in for the past three months, watching over her little brother, her child, day and night with love and care that only a mother can feel and give.

A heart knows. A mother's soul knows. Pure love knows even if it has not taken shape as yet.

To all the women in our forum,

I, wish all you beautiful ladies, a Happy mothers day.

In your womb and In your souls

you carry and nurture life

and breathe your spirit and soul

into our hearts and our brains

Thank you, women, for like I have said before, Man is contained in the word Woman, and as always, a woman is the first in everything for she is the creation and the creator for how else can you describe one who bestows life.

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They passed " The Flock" on their right but since there was no immediate right turn available, they were forced to drive on for another half a km before finding a U-turn and taking it arrived at the large black gate that separated the rest of the outside world from entering, The flock.

SI Kangaraj honked a couple of times and then just as he was about to open the door and get down, Kavita told him to stay put in the car and getting down also informed her security team who were in the other vehicle to stand down and relax, while she went ahead and visited the place by herself.

SI Kanagraj tried convincing her that it was not safe to be on her own, given the circumstances and the tensions that were threatening to explode any moment.

She looked at him, ' He is gone and I am also...' and unable to finish her words, she pointed to the gate, ' this is where he stayed, worked, lived and breathed and I just need but a few minutes to bid him a final farewell. That's it.'

Kavita, SI Kanagaraj and the other armed police commandos heard the gate being opened and turned to see a middle-aged man, bearded, wearing glasses standing there looking at them and then he wished all of them and turning to Kavita, welcomed her in with a warm and kind voice,' Ma'am, please come in.'

' My name is Thangamani and I work here as a librarian but also as an administrator, hostel warden, games teacher and most importantly a surrogate mother and father to the children who come here.'

Their meeting was interrupted by the loud screams and yells and turning in the direction of the building, all of them saw, three children, running towards them.

Kavita's face filled with a smile and she greeted the kids, Appu, Pappu, and Meena and lovingly ruffled their heads and watched as Thangamani master told her team and SI Kanagaraj that the minister was safe and they had nothing to worry about.

Leaving them outside, he closed the gate and then told the children to go to the tree called Shinogai and wait there for him while he finished talking to Kavita.

Appu, Pappu and Meena set off immediately on running race and turning to Kavita, Thangamani master reaching into his pocket, brought out a small key and handed it to her, saying, ' it is the last room in the second corridor after you have entered.'

Raising his arm and pointing towards the entrance, ' it is as he left it and everything is as it is and in place.'

He looked at her, ' I will be at the tree with the children, and will be there, until you come and join us.'

Kavita thanked him and then slowly walked towards the building to find Radhu's room and say her goodbyes to him.

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Doctor Nitish looked at her, ' Ma'am, I have not had the pleasure of meeting you before. So, can you please tell me how you are related to Dr.Girija ma'am and what you are doing here?

Shinogai looked at him, ' We have not met before for this is my first visit here.'

Then slightly turning her head and questioning him with her green eyes, she asked him, ' what's with the questions regarding relations and my purpose here? Is, your next request going to be for my Aadhar card, pan card and my voters-id?

Doctor Nitish was a person used to asking questions and dishing out orders and was not a type used to being questioned and was momentarily lost for a reply and then managed a dignified comeback, ' Ma'am, Dr.Girija is lying here unconscious and her brother who has been in a coma for more than three months is suddenly showing signs of regaining some semblance of consciousness and under these circumstances, it is only prudent that I ask these questions in case an emergency should arise. I honestly didn't mean to offend you by asking those questions.'

She put out her hand and introduced herself, ' Hello doctor, I am Shinogai.'

Dr.Nitish took her hand and immediately regretted the decision for the handshake with the lady felt like his hand was being squeezed by a crusher and wincing in pain, he said, ' Nice meeting you, ma'am.'

Shinogai let go of the doctor's hand and Dr.Nitish hurriedly informed her that Dr.Girija was perfectly all right and had probably fainted due to all the stress she had been put through since her brothers attack and further added that the neuro-specialist Dr.Jayalakshmi had been informed and was on the way to conduct a check on Brigadier Rajashekar.

That said, Dr.Nitish fled the room, clenching and unclenching his fingers for the handshake had left them numb and without feeling and cursing he wondered, what line of work the woman, Shinogai was in, that put so much strength in her handshake.

Placing a chair next to the bed in which lay the unconscious Girija, Shinogai gazed at her with respect, love and devotion and asked in a soft voice, ' Only a mother is capable of this kind of love and dedication that you as a sister have shown for your brother. I salute you great and noble soul and I want you to know that you are not alone anymore for we are here now and we will watch over you from this moment on.'

Girija's eyes flickered open and they blazed with full strength and stared into Shinogai's eyes.

' Raja was my baby from the moment I saw him and from the moment his tiny fingers wrapped themselves around mine. I swore from that moment that I would be there if he needed me and without questions. I have just done my duty and what was required of a mother and an elder sister and Raja would have done the same for me.'

Shinogai smiled, ' A great sister and a great brother.'

Girija slowly sat up and looked at Shinogai, ' 36 years he has waited for you. 36 years have passed from that time when he told me that one is blessed with true love just once and if it is lost then it is gone, lost forever. But, you have come now, after all these years. you have chosen to return now.'

Turning her face away from Girija, Shinogai looked at Rajashekar, ' I wanted to come back but it was too late back then for my path took me away, far away from my soul.'

Girija's could not control herself and burst out crying and she looked at Shinogai, 'And, once again you have come too late to save and rescue another soul.'

Shinogai confused by these words from Girija, ' what do you mean I have come too late?

Girija looked at her and wished that she was dead for she did not have the heart to tell a mother that her son was dead and instead stared at Shinogai wondering how she was going to deliver the news that Radhu had been killed.

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Kavita stood outside the door of the room that belonged to Radhu and wondered if it was wise to enter someone else's room without their permission. More than anything she dreaded the unbearable pain, the immense burden of his memory that would forever haunt her if she entered his world and learnt more about him.

Kavita smiled and said loudly to herself and probably to God, ' I have lost everything. My soul is torn to pieces and my spirit that was just beginning to mend itself and that was kissed into life has flown away once again with his departing. Yet, here, I stand worrying about hurting one who is gone and one who is nearly gone.'

Placing the key in the lock, she slowly turned it and unlocking it removed both lock and key from the door and sliding the bolt aside, pushed open the door, and froze instantly in shock, and stared at the light that streamed through the windows and around the tall man who stood with his arms folded around his chest making him appear like a silhouette painting.

The lock and key slipped from her fingers and dropped to the floor with a clang and Kavita did not hear it for all her senses were focused on him, for him and she watched as he slowly came to and taking her in his arms, covered her lips with his and kissed her.

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It was not just their lips that met and kissed each other but their very souls. They hugged each other so tightly that were more like one body with many limbs entwined around each other

Kavita slowly pushed him away and then cupping his face in the light, stared at him and with tears of joy pouring down her eyes, smiled and said, ' I thought I had lost you. They told me that you were dead and at that very moment I felt something die in me.'

Radhu looked at her, struggling to find the right answer and managed, ' I am sorry but things got a bit confusing and weird and I didn't have the time to get in touch with you.'

She gently pulled his head down and gingerly examined the deep gash where he had been struck before being bundled into the boot of the car and taken away and seeing her face sadden with concern, Radhu told her that it was just a scratch and that he had seen worse than that in his life.

She looked at him with her eyes wide open in shock but also mingled with fear and Radhu seeing this said, ' You have nothing to fear from me and please believe me when I tell you that I would willingly eat a bullet than see you suffer on my behalf.'

Kavita looked at him, ' I know that and I knew that from the very moment our eyes met each other.'

Looking at him, ' But who are you, Radhu? why were you attacked and kidnapped and how did you manage to escape from them? Were these men sent by that man Jagatratchagan from Madurai to avenge his son's death?

Radhu looked at her and thinking hard at the same time and said, ' No, I am sure they were not sent by this political leader from Madurai but by someone else who lurks in the shadows and who I think is the reason for him being in a coma for the past three months.'

' Him in a coma. who is in a coma?

' Brigadier Rajashekar and a person who is very dear to me and to whom I owe my life in this world.'

Sighing, Radhu waved his hand and said, ' That is for later and that is something for me to find out and I will eventually find out.'

Hugging her forcefully, he looked at her ' You came for me. You came to see this place which has now become my home.'

' I wanted to see you, feel you, know you better before I said my final farewell and I am glad that I came in search of you.'

Radhu kissed her roughly and then his lips slowly began trailing kisses on her throat, ears and all Kavita could manage to do was hold on to him as his fingers began to unbutton her blouse and then stopped and he asked in a husky and passionate voice, ' May I ' and she whispered shyly, ' you may' and he unhooked her blouse and the saree fell away seconds later and were soon followed by his clothes and now the only thing between them was the naked skins of their bodies.

He looked at her naked body and said with reverence, ' OMG, you are beautiful' and then his lips trailed down to her breasts and slowly wrapped themselves around her nipples and down he went and Kavita stood and gave herself to him in total surrender.

He gently seated her on the bed and pushing her down covered her body with his and tenderly pushed open her legs with his and slowly sank into her wetness and hugging him hard, Kavita opened herself and took him in and then he was deep into her and they were truly one with their passions

She felt the power in his thrust as he buried himself to the hilt inside her and then slowly withdrew and then pushed himself into her once again but with more force and her moan escaped from her lips as a scream as she felt something explode in her womb and the pleasure was so intense that it felt like pain for an instant and after that, all she could do was bury her nails on his back and wrap her legs around his as he made love to her again and again

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Shinogai repeated her question, ' what do you mean, I have come too late? Is something wrong with Raja? Have the doctors come up with some new problem?

Girija looked down sadly, tiredly totally overwhelmed by all that had happened and was happening and it was taking a toll on her old heart and breathing hard and fast as if he was taking her final breaths, ' Life is so fu..i.g cruel and I swear God is far worse than life for otherwise he wouldn't be testing and tormenting my family so much. He, gives and takes it away and then gives it back just when you begin to believe that all is well, he snatches it away and I don't have the energy to take this anymore.'

Shinogai looked at her and her beautiful green eyes began to fill with panic and fear and she asked, ' Girima, please, tell me what is troubling you so badly? Explain it, so that I too can understand be of better help to you.'

Hearing, Shinogai say her name, Girija smiled through her tears and said, ' That is how Raja called me when he was barely one year old and that is the only name and way he has called me since then and to now.'

It was a smile that only comes from pain that is only felt when one feels all is lost and Girija smiled lovingly at Shinogai and said, ' You are indeed family. You are our blood. I knew it and I felt it the moment I laid eyes on Radhu that he was connected somehow with me and Raja for I felt it tug at my soul, my womb and my spirit and that is why I took him in without asking any questions or seeking any answers about who he was and where he had been all these years.'

Taking Shinogai's palms in hers, Girja begged, ' Please forgive me for I am about to tell you something terrible and if I can feel it as a dagger being pushed into my heart, I cannot begin to imagine what it will do to you.'

Shinogai's eyes were not full of fear and she asked in a panic-stricken voice, ' Girima, I beg of you, don't torture me like this and just tell me what this terrible news is for my head feels like it is going to explode any moment unable to take the suspense.'

' A police officer was here just before you arrived and I know him very well for he is the same person who is handling Raja's case and he came today to tell me..'

Unable to continue while still looking into Shinogai's eyes, and not wanting to see her pain after she had been told the sad and terrible news, Girija turned away and said, ' He came to tell me that Radhu was found dead, murdered sometime last night.'

A blanket of silence wrapped itself around them and after a few moments, Girija heard Shinogai say, ' I am sorry, Girima that you had to experience such pain and that too for false news.'

' What did you say? False news, how do you know it is false news?'

Shinogai smiled , ' I know it is false news, Girima, for I spoke to him barely an hour ago and he is perfectly fine, safe and is busy getting ready to move on.'

Girija stared at her in a grip of total shock and Shinogai after asking her to hold on, went to her handbag and removing her mobile phone, touched it a few times and then held it up in front of Girija's face.

A video of Radhu came on and he spoke, ' I am sorry that I could not call you and tell you that I am okay for I fear that there are very strong forces here in play and for the time being, I want and the whole world to think that I am dead for that will make my job easier.'

He smiled and Girija sobbed uncontrollably, but this time crying tears of happiness and relief and she watched and listened as Radhu continued, ' I, will be gone for some time, and will not return until I have finished doing what I set out to do. Ammi is here and you will not have to worry about anything anymore for she is more than my equal and probably better than me when it comes to certain skills.'

Girija watched Radhu place his fingers on his lips and he blew a kiss and said, ' Bye Girima and bye Ammi.'

She watched as Shinogai deleted the message and then she slowly looked up and said, ' Girima, our child, Radhu cannot be taken down by just four people and it may be possible by forty or more people and then too only if they are as well trained as him and as tough as him for he has faced single-handedly and taken down powerful enemies and in greater numbers.'

Shinogai looked at Girija, 'my, only worry now, is for the people that he is going after for they have no clue as to what is coming for them and that he will not stop until he is done.'

This current pandemic is called Covid-19, Novel Coronavirus, and I, am sure that there will be a Covid-20 and many other versions in the future.

But, human beings, us human species have remained the same and have not mutated much and are capable of far worse crimes and murders.

Mother's day just passed us by and as the whole world recognised it and celebrated the joy and the blessing a woman is, Terrorists in Afghanistan stormed a maternity hospital and shot to death mothers, babies and pregnant women.

Close your eyes, please and for a moment compare the virus that knows no better and goes about its business of taking over a host cell and infecting it and then stop and think about adults who carry deadly machine guns and shoot down newborns and pregnant women in cold blood.

Who, which, what is worse my fellow humans?

Answer me honestly and ask now if there is salvation for our species or do we deserve to be wiped out from this planet forever.

All the advancements in medicine and for what, keeping us alive and healthy and to f..k up this world even more and destroy all the other life forms that call this planet, home.

I am a stone-cold B..t..d by nature and I am not given to shedding tears and yet, every waking and walking moment, my heart bleeds for those people who were so tired that they fell asleep on the train track and were killed.

Modi asked us to clap and then he asked us to light lamps and then he forced us into this lockdown which is now in its 51st day and a few days back, he released a statement saying " That we have to learn to live with this coronavirus."

' Appo, enna, My.r..ku lockdown panne."

I belong to a generation when Smallpox and polio were still around and we got vaccinated for that and thousands of generations before that lived with it and got by without any lockdown.

I firmly believe that Tamil Nadu will hit the top of the charts in this infection race and will soon cross lakh and more for I am ashamed to say that my fellow Tamil people care two hoots and two f..ks about social distancing or wearing masks.

Everybody took off on the ruling AIADMK Party for allowing Tasmac shops to be opened but none dare questions those selfish Ba.t.rds who stood in lines and went away carrying crates and crates of booze.

It was the same bloody scene all over India and I watched with horror as women from all classes stood eagerly and shoulder to shoulder with men to buy booze.

What is the point in blaming the govt when people don't have their priorities in the right place?

What is the point in accusing the Govt when men stand in the thousands to buy booze when in fact they should be saving that money to spend on food for their family members?

Enough said. Enough done.

If you find the time, please close your eyes and pray for the souls who lost their lives in that hospital attack and for those who died on the track and for those who are dying right now, right at this very moment.

I am alive but I feel dead and feel all hope is lost for humans.

https://www.reuters.com/article/us-afghanistan-attacks-hospital-insight/maternity-ward-massacre-shakes-afghanistan-and-its-peace-process-idUSKBN22P2F5

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-asia-52631071

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Radhu lay upon Kavita and still buried deep inside her but careful to rest his weight on his elbows and he looked down into her eyes and then gently kissed her and said, ' I am sorry if I hurt you and I am sorry for not having better control over myself.'

Using her tongue to lick his lips, she said, ' Please, don't be sorry for there is nothing to apologize for and we both know very well that it happened and happened in such a beautiful way.'

He tried to slip out and roll over to his side but she held him in place, firmly holding him with her arms around his back and her legs over his legs and said, ' Stay there and stay inside me for I fear I might lose you once again.'

Her simple words but filled with so much beauty, pain and desire were all that was needed for him and feeling him going hard again inside her, she moaned with pleasure as he began to fill her and she roughly pulled his face to hers and buried her tongue deep into his mouth and both let themselves go mad and wild with lust as they made love again, with more passion and with more desperation for they knew that their moment was just an island, an oasis in the scheme of time and life and that outside the walls of the room lay reality that had to be faced and dealt with.

It had been more than thirty minutes since the minister had entered "The Flock" and SI Kanagaraj was torn between staying calm and wait for Kavita's return or go in and see for himself if she was safe and in no harm.

Head constable Thyagu, head of the security team, looked in SI Kanagaraj's direction who nodded and taking the cue banged on the gate and the gate opened immediately and Thangamani, the librarian stood there with a smile and said, ' I was just about to come and see you guys and inform you that Madam is going to be here for some more time.'

SI Kanagaraj not knowing what else to do went back to the vehicle and reaching inside picked up Kavita's mobile phone and handing it over to Thangamani, requested him, ' This is madam's mobile phone. Please, give it to her and ask her to call me.'

Thangamani nodded and then said, ' Don't worry for she is in the room and busy reading the personal diary of Mr.Radha Krishnan and learning a lot about him and his life and his experiences. I think it will be wise to let her be, given her emotional situation and let her come out when she feels up to it.'

Then with a slight smile, he looked at SI Kanagaraj, ' Unless, you want to go in and disturb her peace?

SI Kanagaraj's face filled with astonishment, ' and what, get grilled and fried by the boss. Sir, you have no clue as to how angry and volatile she can be and all of us have experienced that in small and large doses. just tell her to take her time and come out when she is ready to leave. Just give her the phone and let her do what she feels like doing.'

He heard the knock and opening it slightly, took the phone from Thangamani master and thanking him, shut the door and gave the mobile to Kavita.

Outside the compound, SI Kanagaraj's phone rang and he answered it, ' madam' and Kavita's voice was heard, loud and clear by everybody waiting for her.

' If you are tired of waiting and have something better to do, then please leave immediately. If you happen to be hungry then please go to some nearby hotel and eat something, switch on the AC in the vehicle and take a nap and I mean all five of you. But, for God's sake, leave me alone in peace and I will come out when I am good and ready. Is, that understood?'

She ended the call and placing it under the pillow, turned sideways to Radhu with a million questions in her eyes and she asked the first one, ' What happened after you were kidnapped?