She looked like goddess of knowledge and wisdom, she played her vina like it was a part of her body and she was making an illusion of an instrument.
Indeed, she was like Devi Saraswati.
Just like her name suggests.
A goddess that disguised in human's form. Of course a female is called as goddess, afterall god is a woman.
Everyone was amazed, her vina's tunes spread tranquility in the air.
It was as if they are looking at a living goddess, as they say, Devi Saraswati herself descended from the heavens only to play a geet and spread wisdom, for people.
She was engrossed in playing her vina to such an extent that she remained oblivious to the presence of a particular individual.
The individual appeared as though they had triumphed over the lingering shadows within them.
She discerned the timbre of a fractured voice, emanating from a young woman of twenty-two years.
"Di...I had that dream again."
The young woman, appearing as if on the brink of tears, uttered.
The girl, bearing a resemblance to Devi Saraswati, cradled her vina, gazing upon the younger one with an expression of profound heartbreak.
"Class is dismissed for today, sab ghar jao. Achhe se jaana." uttered the women with vina.
"Bye Chitrakshi Di!" exclaimed the students, who came to learn vina from her as usual.
"Bye..." Chitrakshi faced the girl infront of her.
"Was it the same thing again? My poor pakhi...tu samjhti kyu nhi, haan? Therapy is different than asylum..."
"What do you mean??? I'm not a psycho, akshu di! I won't go!"
The girl uttered her words with an air of frustration.
"A-achha, thik hai. Jaa ready ho Jaa. You've to go to college as well."
Chitrakshi emitted a resigned sigh and addressed her sister.
She made a nonchalant hum in response to her sister's remarks.
______________________________________ Later in college:
Clad in a somber black ensemble, I was informed by my friends of an undisclosed farewell celebration, exclusively reserved for our close circle at Isa's, hosted in a club owned by her brother.
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As I was observing the approach of another acquaintance, she gestured with a wave and vociferously called out to capture my attention.
"Pakhi!" With an almost sprinting gait, she came near.
Her pretty face adorned with a cheerful look as she gave me a beautiful smile.
"Oh, Hi Aish, i didn't see you calling me out. Sorry."
Pankhudi's visage exuded radiance, imbued with the effulgence of joy and happiness. She looked relieved to be met by her best friend Aishani and t
hey both were met by Natasha.
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(Aishani/Ash's outfit)
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(Tashu/Natasha's outfit)
The three girls went to their canteen together(it's lunch,they finished their half of the classes).
"Tashu...did you hear the gossip?" Aish asked.
"No? What is it? You're our college's gossip girl dude! Tu hi bata de..."
Tashu said while chuckling and I also giggled with her.
"Comeon...you two. Tum dono ko kuch bhi pata kyu nahi hota? you know what? I'll say it then. Rohan and Shanaya broke up!"
"WHAT!?!" I and Tashu said in unison, turning all attention on us.
"Yes, ab chillana band karo dono."
"Lekin they both just got in a naya-naya relationship? And liked one another na? What about Abhi? He's not gonna propose Shanaya?" Said tanisha filled with curiosity.
"I think, he will. But let's just wait and see. What do you think pakhi?"
I snapped out from my daydreaming and looked at Aish.
