Love Across Time

Chapter 37

Third Person's POV:

Time heals everything, they say. But in complete honesty you just learn to live with the pain.

A lesson that life had taught Panchaali over the time, a bitter yet true lesson. The soothing cool air played with her hair,  the scent of the fresh rain on the wet soil, made her sigh.

Her gaze fell on the glistening blue water of the lake, that was so clean that one could see the bottom of it.

The glistening dark stones along with green and blue ones rested at the bottom, the scent of the fresh rain heavy in air.

She gazed of at the water, though she was physically here, mentally she was miles away. Thinking about everything in general, her journey so far.

A girl from future thrown back in past, in a life she never wanted.

With feelings developing for men, who are dead and gone in her time.

And her family no longer existed.

The future had changed for worse. Everything in her life was going up in fire, she should probably break, maybe even cry.

And she did that, she cried till there were no more tears left to, till there were no more ache in her, just a reverberating silence, like the dust that settled after the storm.

The birth of life after destruction.

A continuous process of life. The world doesn't stop for anyone, the life doesn't cease for anyone, one has every right to mourn, but after that life has to go on, you have to go on.

This is the sour reality.

With her scarlet puffy eyes gazing over the glistening water, she sighed. A world of darkness, cannot last for eternity, the light has to break through it.

She had been selfish enough to take this break, to heal herself, now it was time to break some bones.

A fire lit deep within her, in complete honesty she had nothing to lose anymore, no reason to fear.

Her family was gone, everything she knew was up in dusts.

For a woman, her family is everything, every woman is tied and anchored by them. But when that is unleashed, a tsunami awakes, which leaves behind nothing but destruction.

She was that tsunami, the last wave of destruction for all the greedy people from Kaliyug, who had flipped her world.

Yudhisthir walked up behind her,  a sigh of relief passing through his lips, as his eyes settled on the figure of his betrothed.

He walked up behind her, the freshly rained wet grass feeling like soft carpet under his feet.

A calm silence enveloped the place, making his lips turn up slightly, the calmness soothing the angry wounds on his heart that the attack had left.

He gazed at her, the golden rays of sunshine, where playing tricks on the long ebony curls that set free. Still wet from the earlier sprinkle of rain.

Her lips were stained red from her constant chewing. Her dark doe shaped orbs were focused on the glistening water, lost far in her mind.

The light green cotton lehnga spread around her, her odhni covering her form. He sighed, the attack had left her shaken, and it concerned him.

"Panchaali." He called out, but there was no response, it had been a week since that dark night of destruction, that had left everyone hanged up.

Shaken from their core.