The Strange Street to the Wrinkled Memories

Under the Sun

She was distracted hearing the young man speak again, "Come for breakfast!" Shravya immediately got up and walked into Adwait's house through the back door. She looked back at the lad sitting there, he was wearing a casual check-shirt over a banyan while his legs were into the slim fit pant. He was a bold looking man with brown blonde side waved hair. She got in and became fresh within half an hour. Shravya packed her bag with all the stuffs she had in her hands and got ready to leave after breakfast.

Shravya came out of the guest room and peeped in through the window of the back door, there was the stranger sipping in hot tea. She walked to the the kitchen to find Adwait. He wasn't there, but she saw the breakfast readily staying in the tray.

She checked out Adwait in his room. His room door was closed and so she knocked on it. After few minutes, the door was opened. There was Adwait, he smiled, "Morning! Let's have breakfast!" He was about to walk past her, when she caught round his wrist standing tough as a rock. She questioned, "I doubt too much on you! Who is sitting outside, why did he refer himself as a special guest? How come you are a scholar, a writer of Natya Rajya's history, if you always stood in this small cage alone? Why did you really want to replace the duplicate book? You didn't tell me where you had hidden the original one? Now that the dinner meet is over how will you replace the book again after eight days? Did you really have some other motive behind it? I hardly suspect that your story was a made up one. You are very much expert in it. Story telling! Why do no other people come to you rather than that special guy outside? Whom do you think you are? Are you the only one spreading the helping hand, that you are ready to help anyone who knocks on your door? Why did you agree to help me when firstly you told me to do it myself? And... And what were you doing in your room secretly? Why do you always wear that cloak and hat, to cover yourself from other, huh? Why are you living a life like this, being isolated? What do you want? Who are you?"
She took in a deep breath as there stood Adwait as cool as a cucumber.
She yelled, "Cats got your tongue?"
There was no reply and she was daunted by all the answer less questions jogging in her mind and she then heard him nonchalantly ask, "Breakfast? Join us!"

She shook her head and walked back into the guest room. Adwait went to the kitchen and served the breakfast at their low stone table and there was the man waiting for two of them to join. Adwait went to call her. He knocked the door and walked in. Shravya was sitting their with her bags over her shoulder. He called her for breakfast while she denied. She demanded, "Answers first!"
He gestured her to the backyard, nodding.
She then stood up and sat with him for breakfast.
Adwait sipped in his tea and began, "I don't have all your questions' answers. What I have will remain with me and for your clearance, this is the guard whom we met at the royal palace. He was the one whom you asked about how he knew me as he smiled at me. He referred himself as a special guest because he is the only one who visits me often."
Shravya smiled at him, "Oh hi!"
The guard marked, "I am Eashan Darshan."
Then Shravya looked Adwait for further explanations but he didn't mind to look at her. He was soon done with his breakfast and walked to the kitchen with Eashan. Shravya too went in.

Eashan stepped out with Adwait deeply talking something in a soft tone. Shravya was waiting for Adwait with her luggage. Eashan waved at them and walked to the river side as he was returning back to the palace. Adwait was in his usual cloak and she wasn't sure whether he had a dagger. He closed the main door and took his bag from the floor. He walked down the door steps keeping, some kind of extraordinary and unfamiliar watch in his pocket.

A simple person would definitely guess that it was a time travel machine but it was really hard for Shravya to even think that it was a time travelling machine developed by a scholar who lives very differently from others. That's when it got right, maybe a scholar who lives very differently from others could be able to make up this things, because he is strangest of the extraordinary. But she still couldn't keep up that it would be a time travel machine invented by a man living in the end of a village street.
After all anything can be possible under the Sun.

He stood beside her, "Can we leave?"
She was shocked as she heard his call while she was daydreaming. She looked at him innocently and nodded.
He identified Shravya searching for some clues, he cleared, "I will give you all the answers that I will be able to give. For now, walk fast. We have to walk straight, then from the junction we will take left. On our way, we will see a grocery store. Rectilinear walk from there will show us the library and librarian's house then the school on the left. On the other side will be the train station. We have to be in our cabin within an hour, I guess it would be possible. I highly recommend you to follow my instructions and guidance so that you don't forget again where you going and who I am."
She nodded but her eyes were still in his pocket. He grabbed her attention, "I will show it you once we sit in the station. Till then focus on the quest for you."
She smiled.

They walked silently, observing all the other seven houses that they came across. Eventually they took a left from the junction and stopped at the grocery for taking some stuffs. Adwait answered, "I know this silence is the wait to know my answers. I will tell you every point... No! The time will reveal the answers for you."
She sighed as they walked further in silence and the sun was already overhead, shining so bright that she thought he was having the sun in his eyes. The breeze was cool and the clouds were telling tales. The creatures in the surroundings were playing and it was a comfortable and relaxing climate.

Adwait and Shravya walked in through the streets to the railway station seeing the little  children playing, siblings fighting, elders debating, women arguing near the well, old folks chatting, friends sharing stories and a lot more things happened around them. They enjoyed it all.

Adwait pointed to the nearby building, "There's the railway station. I will go get the tickets." Shravya marked, "Then I will just go meet the librarian and her daughter." Adwait nodded and turned to the right path while Shravya moved to the librarian's house on the left.

Shravya walked to the librarian's door and knocked on it. But there was no response. She stood there waiting. Eventually, she walked around the house and saw that one of the windows were slightly opened. She peeped in taking a deep breath as she rewound her memory. She collected back all that she could remember, from her first day from the bed and the way she had been sitting in the roller coaster ride. She was thinking of what is about to happen on the way. For her, this journey was just that anyone would dream off under the Sun.

After all, nothing is hidden under the Sun and so she was sure her past would be unfolded.

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