THE EMBODIMENT OF TERROR-I

THE HOMECOMING-I

MORNING, 10 AM

Moksh woke up with a new mood, still remembering yesterday's fight and the deep passionate kiss. He decided to go back to Delhi, India and packed all his belongings and when he was about to hand over the house keys to the owner.

He was shocked to see Nagma outside his house "what are you doing here?" he asked, surprised, and she said, "I want to travel with you." "Huh?! what?" he was stunned by her demand, but Nagma's eyes were deadly serious about the statement.

"Okay! Okay! But I'm going to Delhi, India if you wish to follow, go ahead," he sighed, and Nagma was thrilled with joy accepted Moksh's offer they started walking. "so how did you reach Delhi?" Nagma asked, and he replied, "we will move to Dhaka and board the train towards Delhi." Nagma said with excitement, "oh, I see; let's go to Dhaka!" They talked while walking and boarding a bus from the Daulatdia bus stop to Dhaka; the bus moved; it would be a long journey. Moksh started to doze off on the bus, but Nagma was energetic and moved her head to see the view and the complete journey of 219 km, which will take around seven hours to reach.

After 4 hours

The bus stopped for a break, and Moksh woke up; he went down and bought some water bottles with some packets of chips. The bus started moving again after a gap of 15 minutes. The journey went on, both of them talked, and Moksh shared the charms of metropolitan cities and many things.

EVENING, 7 PM

The bus reached Dhaka, and passengers deboarded the bus

"so you liked the journey?" Moksh asked, and Nagma exclaimed with happiness, "obviously, it was awesome!"

"Ok, let's move towards the railway station now, and I have enough money to pay for the tickets I had saved," Moksh said. They move towards the Kamalapur railway station, the central railway nation, even the biggest in the country. Moksh got disappointment when he tried to book the ticket, but the details of the documents were too much; it required a passport and Visa as he doesn't have any of these. "what do we do now?" Nagma asked with a sunken face, and he replied, "it seems we have to go on foot." "What! you mean to cross the border illegally if they catch us?!" she said with a tint of fear, and he sighed "c'mon, do you seriously think they could catch us." "Don't worry, let's explore Dhaka with the money we have, and after midnight, we will cross", he said with the plan, and Nagma agreed they started to explore the town's bustling streets.

The town was filled with horns and screams of people from children playing to men quarrelling on the streets, then Moksh and Nagma went towards the old Dhaka and heard the famous delicacy of the area. The biryani, a dish passed from the Mughal era, ordered two plates in a local restaurant, and eating its marvellous taste relaxed their brain nerves. They roam like this 10 PM "so let's get moving now, Nagma", he said and dragged her out to the local streets. Nagma asked, "so, where are we going?" and he informed her ", to the border petrapole and benapole it's the busiest border, and it's nearest city Kolkata which is just 3 hours away." They moved and reached the border outpost; it was bustling with locals, foreigners and immigrants; they waited till bustling reduced it was 3 AM and moved towards the open area.

"What now?" Nagma asked, confused

"get on my back and hold me tightly," Moksh said,

"what!? why?" Nagma asked surprised

"we will fly like this; we won't get easily spotted", he replied.

"But... but..." she stuttered but couldn't withstand the severe gaze of Moksh and at last got on his back. He unleashed the Garuda wings and instantly took flight Nagma was bewildered by that experience and the height and fast air she felt.

They flew continuously for more than 4 hours due to the vitality of Yaksha's manhood he gained, and the Aura core injuries are healed even it's been more robust than before and can manage the strain of wings more easily now. They finally came into the Indian skies and landed; he rested a bit after flying for 4 hours straight. They saw the sunrise with their own eyes.

"Is it beautiful, isn't it?" he said

"yes, it is stunning!!" she exclaimed.

They were on an unknown road and walked forward to find the clue about the place, and after walking a few miles and seeing a few vehicles parked here, "it seems we are in Uttar Pradesh", he said while pointing the vehicles' number plates.

"let's know which area we're in, Uttar Pradesh", Moksh stated, and Nagma nodded; they continued their walk, and after some time, they reached a market area then stared at one of the shops. "Chandauli, Uttar Pradesh, we knew where we were precise. Let's stay here till night. I must regain my strength back," he said to Nagma.

Another problem is they're penniless again; all the leftover currency of Bangladesh is meaningless "seriously fuck this, I have to find some odd jobs again to earn some bucks," he sighed, irritated. They just roamed around the market place both of them were thirsty and hungry Moksh thought of a notorious plan and went to a food stall, ordered two plates of noodles, ate them and ran away. Stall owner screamed and ran behind, "Hey! you fuckers give me my money", but he couldn't catch them, and they escaped successfully "phew, we got spared," Nagma said

"obviously, and now our stomachs are full, so let's explore the surroundings," he said. They roam the streets of Chandauli and interact with the locals to know some tourist places, and the locals suggest visiting the Devdari falls. We went there; it was an extravagant waterfall that would satisfy your eyes and mind, and the sounds of water falling were magnificent to eardrums.

"It's peaceful after months. I even lost the count of months and years," he said while sitting on a large rock.

"Indeed it is; what will you do in Delhi?" Nagma asked

"to see my dear ones, that's it," he replied

"See?! you won't mee them," she asked bewildered

"I can't meet them, and I don't want to create dangers for them if I meet them", he answered. Nagma observed his saddened face when he said that, and they spent their time on the waterfall talking, sharing the pain and sorrows of their pasts.

NIGHT, 10 PM

It was completely dark; they hid when the guards came to announce the closure during the evening and drove out the visitors.

"I guess it's time to fly again," Moksh said and stood to stretch his body, and she got on his back, and they took the flight and sored the skies with max speed.

MORNING, 3 AM

They finally reached Delhi. "HA! the polluted air is still the same; it doesn't change much," he said. Nagma's eyes widened when she saw Delhi "this place looks amazing; it's huge!!" she exclaimed, and they landed then headed towards the old man's house and knocked.

The old man opened the door, and Moksh smiled. "I'm back, master..."