Dusk till Dawn.[ON HOLD]

Chapter 08. The unpredictable.

Aahana hooked the book mark and deftly closed the book she was reading when her Black Porsche crossed the humongous metallic gates and entered the polished driveway of Ghar.

It went as "Ghar" for the family and for the outside world as 'Gayatrilla.'

The towering pristine white edifice epitomized transitional architecture and was only one of its kind in the city of Delhi. A classic paradigm of Mediterranean-Revival construction blended with contemporary approach to design, Gayatrilla radiated regal elegance from every nook and cranny. And icing on the cake was it's position at the exact center of lush greenery.

The circular driveway's glossy shine added to the already breathing opulence of the place. Entrance and exit being one, the car after accelerating on the driveway took a smooth curve around the arc, stopped at the main doorway and once the occupants were dropped, it proceeded around the turning curve to exit through the very same gates.

The first feeling that comfortingly encased Aahana as she stepped out from the cozy confines of her car was happiness. Sheer unadulterated happiness.

The mid-summer heat of Delhi hit her tall and slender frame in steady yet ceaseless waves, reminding her of the quintessence normalcy of this place. The torrid sultriness traced reassuring fingers on her velvety skin.

The humid weather welcomed her with wide-open arms, because she was back to where she belonged; to the home she nurtured with tender care, to the place she owned although she was not the official owner and to the castle she reigned with monarchical flair.

When the evanescent gush of cool wind hit her visage, her eyelashes gracefully fluttered before she closed her lids and inhaled the uncanny relief that it carried along. 

The cool wind that had travelled a long way twirled happily after it had touched her. In fact it danced in joy when she closed her eyes to feel it, considering it's purpose was served. The wind had reached her so as to pass on the good news that was about to come. The news which it had chanced upon inconspicuously when the angles protecting a certain fool whose knowledge was limited to selfless love, were whispering amongst themselves.

The dry curse was about to cease. The drought that had made home into two souls turning them into barren corpses was going to meet it's rightful end so that the hearts would soon be fertile again and flourish with the bountiful harvest of love.

She suddenly opened her amber orbs and kept a hand on her beating organ as the familiar scent filled her lungs. She wanted to turned around to see if the owner of that fragrance was here, but she knew better. Her trust to hallucinate besides her belief in his reluctance to return was more powerful, so she made no effort to move, for she was aware of what awaited her. Darkness full of disappointment in its cruelest and raw form!

She let a long sigh of despair before ducking her head down. Taking a moment to relish in the forgotten feeling of intimacy, she got hold of her bearings and raised her dainty chin to gaze at the egregious white structure that was her heaven and haven put together.

The corners of her supple pink lips faintly quirked up owing to the fact that she was home. She tried asserting finally but successfully failed. For, it was still not the right time. Long back she had learnt as well as accepted that she would be finally home only when he was with her, not only sharing the infinite joy she felt but wholly enjoying it too.

Sheen wet globules gathered at the corners of her beautiful eyes and uncharacteristically she didn't try blinking them away.

Aahana's not so conventional habit of amalgamating happiness with surfeit of melancholy was plainly disconcerting and sadly incessant. Despite being absurd, it was her way to not jinx the minuscule joys she had in life. Before letting the tiny moments slip from the gaps of her fingers, she wanted to hold them without garnering attention. Hence with mastered continence she at all times shrouded her delight with inky-gloom.