Dreams Of Trikuta

Part 5

Trikuta's POV

' I shouldn't have spoken that thing, they will be angry now. ' "Mr. Raichand please don't leave like that, I am sorry for what she said. Trikuta's mouth is always out of control." Bro said. ' He is right, my mouth speaks too much. '

I looked at Mr. Raichands direction, I thought he might be angry but I can see guilt in them. ' Trikuta its not guilt, he might be thinking how fool you are to not to recognise him. '

"No it's okay, Mr. Chopra actually, I am sorry for what happened. And I am leaving early to find out what is actually happening in our office." Mr. Raichand said. ' He is not that bad as I thought. ' "It's okay and I am sorry too." I said and he just nodded.

"Okay then, we should leave too Tri." Bro said. "Yes." I said. ' Poor bro, he was just trying to get to know his would be family and what I did ?? I made him ashamed. Why I can't just shut up for a while ?? What they will think of Bro now ?? Will they cancel the marriage. '

"Bro I am sorry, really sorry for what happened. They will not cancel the marriage, will they ?? Should I say sorry again or should I" I was panicked. "Tri, he said sorry to you it means nothing will happen. Okay ??" Bro said. "Okay." I said. ' I wish, I will not create any problem. '

We went back to Bro's house. And then all the day went in doing arrangements, ' These arrangements are endless. No one can alone do it. ' I went back to room that was alloted to me. It was normal, as I like white colour walls, and not so cosy furniture. ' I don't remember when I slept.

In dream

I was in a church, I saw a women and men there in wedding attire. It looks like they are Christian. The music was playing in background and people were talking in goan language. ' I don't know this launguage. I mean I never heard. '

I saw the calendar on the table, it was something written as 1952, it's still blur. I went out, and saw it was some village on border of goa. ' Where am I ?? This is again some dream, atleast its not a bad dream. '

I went to backside walking, and saw lunch was kept there, I almost reached till there and saw the bride standing there talking to groom. ' Why am I getting a bad feeling ?? I will cry if something happens here. It's her marriage nothing should happen here. '

And then they all started fighting, the voice of shooting started echoing in that place, the bride was standing below Banyan tree. ' God please undo this, it's their marriage please, please, please. ' Someone suddenly stabbed a knife in bride's stomach, I ran to her and tried to pull that knife out.

I thought she would start crying instead she looked in my direction. this is shocking. ' She is not reacting anything. How ?? ' She started laughing loudly like a psychopath, she doesn't seem human, police arrived they look like British or foreigners, I think they will think of me as murder as my hands were on knife and they are covered in blood, and she was still laughing.

Run Trikuta, Run. I started running with all my energy, I ran towards the Church, but black clouds arrived again and swallow me. I opened my eyes, and found myself on bed. 'Someone killed her, someone killed her on her wedding day. It was special for her.'

"Trikuta, wake up.." Mom came from no where. "You are already awake ?? and why you are drenched in sweat ??" Mom asked. "I saw someone's murder, mom I should tell the police, she.. she was killed. I saw that. It was her wedding, it was her special day." I said while panicking.

"Hey !! stop it's okay it was a dream, it was a nightmare. Nothing happened in real." Mom tried to console me. "No mom it was real, in 1952 it was some village at border of goa. Mom it really happened. I swear, it was real, I ran because I thought police will catch me. That police were not Indian, and all the people there were British. But now, I can tell them truth. Please believe me mom." I said.

"Okay, you weren't even alive in 1952 Trikuta, it is a dream." Mom said while laughing. I thought for a while. "Mom you must be right, we got freedom in 1947, how come British will be there as police." I said. "No, I don't think they got freedom that early. Goa was still under Portuguese rule till 1960 or 1961 something." Mom's words mad my heart beat raised.

I quickly Google searched and wow they got freedom in 1961. ' It means it can be real ?? where can I find that ?? Who will tell me ?? Am I related to her murder ?? Or did I murdered her ?? All these questions have no answers. If this dream was real, my every other dream can be true ?? '

"Get up and go freshen up, today is engagement." Mom said. "Oh yes, I will go and wear my lehenga which, I choose." With this saying, I got up and got ready applied eyeliner and tied my hair in braid, did my prayers then went down to look all the arrangements are done or not.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Published on : 18/11/2022