NOORADITYA ~The Interfaith Emotion..

Chap 24- The Library witnessed it all!

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Noor's POV,

The atmosphere was sombre with we both left the room together. There was an uneasiness in me. As if someone had gotten hold of my heart was squeezing the life out of me. There was an unsaid fear among both of us and the future was still unclear. I did not want to cry in front of him as to not demotivate him. The words of bravery said by me was an spur of act. Till now I was afraid enough to let go of his hand which I was holding. I was afraid that if I let him go once I will never get to hold his hand again. I exhaled, trying to flush down all my fear but one look at him reminded me of the upcoming.

I reluctantly let go of his hand and was preparing myself for a walk down the dark corridors lit by the mashals(fire torches) and spending a night alone in that beautiful yet lifeless room. When my hand was held back by him and I looked back at him to see him smiling in an, well his way, the goofy smile as I had named it.

"Aap wapus kahan jaa rahin hai? "    ("Where are you going back?")

I looked at him in confusion and tried to see what was going on in his mind. Yet I answered his question without raising much of an question. I came a little closer to him and he held both of my hands.

"Umm,wapus...Chandra mahal mein...Ek raat guzaarne ke khatir....."    ("Ummm..Back...to the Chandra Mahal...for the sake of spending a night......")

"Aapka saara samman ab tak Varun Mahal mein Aa gaya hoga...Aaj se aap apni ratri akele nahin mere saath bitaengi ....Aaj kya abhi se Aap mere saath...ek hi kamre mein rahengi..."  

("All your luggage must have already been shifted to the Varun Mahal....From today you will spend your nights not alone but with me...Not from today but from now itself you will be staying with me...in one room...")

Butterflies erupted in my stomach and a smile was moulded on my face . I looked at him and gave him a nervous smile.

"To chaliye mohotarma....Bada vilamb ho raha hai..."   ("So lets go Madame...Its already pretty late...")

I chuckled at his words and we both walked back to retire in his chambers.

I had changed into a light weighted lehenga which was red in colour. He still had not returned from the library. He had gone to discuss the war placings for the final time. Being bored in his deluxe chambers I decided to go to him. Putting my veil onto my head I ventured into yet one of the undiscovered place of his palace. I had never visited his chambers after the unnerving scene witnessed by my eyes. I quietly walked through the long pathways only the sweet sound of my anklets resonating through.

After asking the direction from the night guards I finally reached it. It was labelled 'Pustakalay' in bold Hindi .On entering the smell of dust and old books hit my nostrils. The library was more vibrant than it was at my place. The spaces were taken up by books which differed in there genre's and there thicknesses. The books on politics , warfare, literature, spirituality, economics, astrology, Upanishads, it just contained all of it.

I was moving around the library only the sounds of my anklets breaking the nonchalant silence. I kept my fingers on the books and walked tracing all of it. One of the books caught my attention. It was named 'Kama Sutra'. It was kept in one of the highest shelves and it stood out as no books were placed near it. It had a bright red cover and looked untouched since ages. Cobwebs and dust had formed there, homed and taken place onto the hard papyrus covering. I wanted to get the book but my hands were in no position of reaching it.