Chapter 14- The train.

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Ruchya walked on the soft grass, crushing it beneath his feet, but if the grass could feel any pain, it didn't say anything. There hadn't been many times in his life when he had been left speechless— dumbfounded. He always had somewhat witty, or sensible to say back but this time, he was surprised.

Maharishi Vishwamitra, from the Treta yug was not only alive but also, now, his teacher. Talk about impossible. And if that was so, then mythology isn't a myth. It's history. It's the truth about what had happened in the past.

He wasn't ever an opposer of the ideas. He always believed in god. But... that was the thing. He believed in god. The form of power that cannot be heard, seen, touched or experienced. But only felt. And to learn that god was once on this very earth, and the man back in the waterfalls had had a conversation with god himself was a bit... petrifying.

"Did you get bitten by a snake?" Evara perks out of nowhere and raises her eyebrows at him. She walks next to him— more like sprung, considering the way she was hopping on the ground.

"No." Ruchya simply replied.

"Did you kill someone accidently?" She raised the eyebrows even further up.

"No." Ruchya lets out an amused laugh. "Where are you getting those ideas from?"

"You look like you've stepped on a bee. Care to share?" Evara turned to face him.

"If I look like I've stepped on a bee then why did you ask me about a snake?" He makes a confused face. And that's a rare sight to see. Ruchya, confused.

She shrugged.

He shook his head as a dismissal.

They both came near the kitchen and saw Amla lurking outside the place. She was gathering some spices and when the two came in her sight, she perked up and smiled at Ruchya. He smiled back and they continued walking after he did a not-so-wavy-wave to Amla.

Evara and Ruchya hadn't talked much during their stay here other than a few little sentence exchanges. But it felt much easier for them to talk to each other than the others because there was one thing in common— they did not know awkwardness.

"So?" Evara questions.

"So?" He questions further.

"What happened?" She repeated her question, impatiently.

"I'm assuming Inara and Kavi told you the entire story of how we came to be." He said.

She gives him an amused look. "You assume very good, you know that?"

"Yes, I do." He shrugged.

"Oooo, arrogance, I see. But yeah, they did. Every creepy details added." She shivers at her own words.

"Yeah and that was about it." He said.

"What? You don't have anything to add onto it?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"All I've got to say is that it was destiny. That's the only word to explain it all." He said. He knew the truth was much more complicated. And he knew that for now he was only aware of half of it. Guruji was only a part of that truth. The real treasure was hidden much beneath.

She looked at him weirdly.

"What?" He retorted.

"Nothing, I just... didn't take you for a destiny-kinda-guy." She says, amused.

"Well... I didn't either." Until now.

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Raina blinks. Once, twice, thrice.

"You don't believe us do you?" Inara says, sitting on a stone sitting beneath a tree beside Kavi.

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