That was the moment Evalla woke up with irritation and anger on herself. She knew whatever has gone through in her mind till that moment was not her dream but she remembered something that took place in her life at a long time back. The Pomya, she still could remember her with all minute details and it was she who believed in paranormal and who believed in Pomya at that time than her sister Okatho also.
She could remember what Pomya said about identifying her great grandfather Michivako also. If she felt so strongly towards someone and wanted to marry him, there was no doubt that he was Michivako. Amsara would help her to feel so strongly towards Michivako only wherever he took his birth and whatever may be his name. Even she has sexual intercourse with some people in her life, it was only towards Viswanadh she got such feeling! So as per Pomya's saying, Viswanadh was no one else but Michivako himself.
But Michivako, that dirty scoundrel! How she could like him and attracted towards him at one time in her life, Evalla could not understand now at all. Michivako was a person who has no moral conscience at all and has sexual intercourse with the sister of his own mother, fucked his three half-sisters and kept the eldest one of them as his mistress! How she has been attracted to such a person and she was becoming angry on herself for her feeling towards him at one time. If her feeling towards Viswanadh was only because he was Michivako in one of his previous lives, she was feeling disgust and hate on him also.
It was afternoon time of a Sunday and she got that dream after taking her meals and lying on the bed. Once she woke up, she became so much restless and could not remain anymore on the bed. Quite impatiently she came out of her room and accosted Prameela at the doorsill itself.
"I am happy that you are in the home itself!" Evalla's face was brightened with happiness. "I am just looking for someone to share my feelings."
"I am also just in the search of someone to time-pass and you know to your husband and my would be husband there are no Sundays and they would be put themselves into work everyday. Come, we sit in your room and talk there. It just serves the purpose of us both." Prameela said trying to enter into the room of Evalla.
"Not in my room. I am just vexed spending all the time in my room. We both sit in the hall and talk there." Evalla said and Prameela did not see any objection to it.
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"Now pour your heart and tell me every feeling of yours. Your best friend is here to hear all that and give you best suggestions." Once they both were settled in the side by side chairs in the hall, Prameela laughed and said.
"I got another dream making me remember some of my past." Evalla said. "After having it I was disturbed."
"Certainly everyone has a past and you also have a past. It is abnormal forgetting that past completely so but not remembering it somehow or other. You just have to feel happy that you are remembering your past incidents so and in my opinion sooner or later you would be completely acquainted with your past." Prameela said.
"If my past is just like the past of everyone else, what you have said is true. I sure do feel happy to remember that. But I just cannot feel like that because the daughter of a prostitute's past is not going to be glorious!" Evalla's face was with full of uneasiness.
"Prostitutes are not that much despicable things on earth as they also play an important role to satisfy the urge of some unfortunate male. They are quite better than those criminals who commit such untellable crimes everyday in the society. Anyhow I don't encourage prostitution and never ask anyone to do that but you stop feeling like that and bravely tell me what that past you remembered just now."
Then in a measured tone Evalla told her the dream she got and until she finished, Prameela did not disturb her at all.
"It is not a dream that you have to feel shame or hate. Just you and your sister sat on the river bank and talked in yourselves. That Pomya told you what was going to happen in your future....." and sudden a smile was forced onto the lips of Evalla. ".....and it has just come true. Unless my dad was Michivako and what Pomya said was true, why did you feel like that towards him?"
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Split Personality
RomanceWhen twenty two years or so aged Evalla felt too much for Viswanadh who was not only a widower, has a twenty six years or so aged daughter but also aged more than double to her; and wanted to live with him, she did not know the reason why. She was s...