SHIDDAT ~ Where Love Burns With The Flames of Passion

Now, It's Time To Meet You

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Samar's pov:

I stared at the letter which was now in my hands.

Yes, I had received another letter this morning, indicating that she had received my letter which I dropped in the letterbox of bungalow number 004.

As I read the letter, the first thing I noticed was her playful jab at my handwriting, comparing it to that of a second-grader.

Seriously? My handwriting isn't that bad.

The next thing I read was that she had somehow figured out that I wasn't her best friend, yet she still sent a letter to me, pretending not to know that she was addressing the wrong person.

You know why she did that? Because according to her, 'where's the fun in revealing everything too soon?'

Wow! This girl is definitely something else.

Then she mentioned that she was giving me a clue to where I could find her. If I couldn't decode the clue, she would give me a hint in her next letter so I could reach her.

A clue? Fuck!

With so many ways to communicate in this world, she chose to give me a clue? The only thing I'm truly terrible at.

I can handle almost anything life throws at me, but when it comes to solving clues and puzzles, I'm hopeless.

"Come on, yaar! How can it be such a big coincidence that the one thing I struggle with, this girl has chosen?" I thought to myself, facepalming with my hands.

The clue says, "In the echo of our silent conversations lies the path to our next encounter."

As expected, this line completely went over my head as I read it; I couldn't understand its meaning at all.

As I pondered over the mysterious clue, my mind felt like a hamster running on a wheel—lots of activity but no progress. I scratched my head, trying to understand the hidden message behind those words.

"In the echo of our silent conversations lies the path to our next encounter," I repeated aloud, hoping that saying it out loud would magically unlock its meaning.

Spoiler alert: it didn't.

I tried to think like Sherlock Holmes, but my brain felt more like Mr. Bean stumbling through a mystery.

I know, what you guys must be thinking right now. Samar, who is known as the Smart guy, can't even solve this small piece of clue!

Ugh!

"Okay, let's break this down," I muttered to myself, trying to sound as detective-like as possible. "Echo... silent conversations... path... encounter..." I paced around my room, deep in thought, or at least attempting to look deep in thought.

I tried to decode it, but my brain seemed to be on vacation.

Maybe it's some kind of riddle? Or a secret code? Maybe I should consult Google?

Yes, that would be a good idea.

I picked up my phone and typed the clue into the search bar, hoping for some kind of enlightenment to grace my screen.

Instead, I was met with a barrage of confusing search results, ranging from philosophical musings to cryptic poetry.

"Well, that was helpful," I mumbled sarcastically, feeling more lost than ever. I sighed, realizing that now I was on my own. Google baba, is not going to help me. I had to figure it out myself.