I remember your voice

Part 6

"the reason why my heart cried was not that it was stabbed, it cried because it knew the face of the one who stabbed it"

i heard myself crying, which i promised to myself i will not once, i caught myself crying for the same person i promised i will not once, i was fighting this urge to cry right from the moment he appeared in front of me, I hate him, I hate him so much no I hate myself more cause I know I still can't hate him, I know I still love him after all things he did to me but thankfully now I am strong enough to not cry in front of him to plaster it with a smile to not let him see my misery to put a blindfold between us, i am alone in my room the door is tightly shut Meera and rani both are outside aware of the fact i might be crying , although i didn't make a single sound but they know cause they didn't stop me from shutting a door and locking myself cause they are not banging on the door, cause they know i met him cause they know i still love him

i wiped my tears i hold the edge of bed and make my legs stand straight i counted 25 steps in the semi right direction and opened the door, they were standing just outside the door waiting for me cause Meera makes me sit on the couch and rani handover me a glass of water , they were the only people i had , we were only have each other , we were alone but not lonely

rani was my first client when I started my career as a lawyer, she was the victim of domestic violence but she didn't have any money to fight I still remember the day I met her she was covered in wounds from head to toe, her husband used to beat her every day, the day he tried to burn her she ran away but her family her own family refused to accept her i fought for her and get her divorced form that drunken , she started working in our home , after mom and dad passed away she was the one taking care of me in the hospital

Meera was my cousin and childhood friend she, raj and i went to the same school and college but she never liked him , she was daughter my mother's sister who lives in foreign after getting divorced from her father, she also used to live with us, now we all three live together, she doesn't like her mother and hardly talk to her she was the one who encourage me to pursue my career again after i lost my sight

i still remember how i gave up on my career, my body, my life she was the one who encouraged me to start living again, i used to sit for several hours in silence while hugging her and she used to tell me how it will be fine one day, that i can still fight with everything i have

she read searches for me where blind people complete their law degrees and became successful and made me realize that i already have my degree i just need to muster a little courage and accept the facts that i can't run away from now she cheerup me with everysteps she could be a great lawyer but she instead became my assistant so that i don't gave up on my career and because she can't trust anyone with me

i doubt how she was not born from the same womb as me, i wonder how they both love me so much

'didi don't worry his father in law one day for sure find out what kind of gold digger he is "

i laugh at her comment

i remind meera that we need to visit the construction site tomorrow and she agree , rani makes my favourite gajar ka halwa after dinner and i was about to sleep when meera enter the room i get from my laying position and sit scrawling my legs back so she will have space to sit , my bed sank a little as she sit she might place laptop on it too as i felt warmth on side of my legs

i wanted to discuss something with you

she yawan and said

'what is it"?

"i did some research and find out, do you know why that temple is believed to be cursed"

"no i think its some bunch of floating rumours around the town you know in India things are not actually need to happen people pull few words together make into a statement then into a story and then into a curse or blessing a hell lot of creative people

'do you know from how much time this temple is closed"

'may from few years i heard from Mr malhotra"

'no the temple is closed form 5 centuries?"

"what , how do you know"

"its not a normal temple do you know the story of king vikram rathore ( fictional name kindly noted)

'the one who died at young age due to some mysterious reason may be when he was 21 or 22 year old"

yes do you know his death and this temple is related

'why are you creating puzzles and acting like this is some quiz tell me the whole damn thing girl'

'ok ok sorry sorry, so the thing is that the king who died at age of 22 was found dead in this temple the next morning his fort is just a few minutes away from this temple, they say no one knows who kill him or what was the reason behind his death but the biggest mystery was that in temple there was 2 bodies found and no one knows to whom 2nd one belong except rajmahal people and they never disclosed it '

'it could be of his wife'

'no it was not of his wife as she lived until her 60's

the people start believing that body belong to the devil as his father also died mysteriously and therefore he had to become such a young king but he also died after a short while of his father a

'so this temple carry the secret"

"yes and therefore it is close since 16th century and no one ever try to open it again as they feel that temple is now become impure and can't be worshiped now "

"ohhhh, whatever it is we have to convince them to leave the place or otherwise we have to loose this deal"

"yeah, ok i will go now sleep like a baby ok"

she picked up her laptop and leave , i also go to bed as soon as i heard the door closing