Kismat Connection♡

Samyuktha

I was wandering the streets aimlessly; I knew it was dangerous, but I needed an escape. It's been exactly four hours since I left the college and I should have been home hours ago but here I am, still roaming.

Everything had been fine until noon, but then something shifted. A sudden wave of disinterest washed over me, like a darkness welling up from within, so overwhelming that I had to get away. I needed some fresh air, something to clear my head.

The day had started normally enough. I went to my morning classes, took notes, and even laughed with friends over lunch. But as the afternoon wore on, a strange heaviness settled in my chest. My thoughts became clouded, and nothing seemed to hold my attention. By the time my last class ended, I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to be somewhere else-anywhere but here.

I skipped the bus ride home, opting instead to walk through the city streets. I didn't have a destination in mind; I just needed to move, to keep going until the darkness inside me faded. The sun had dipped below the horizon hours ago, and the streets were now bathed in the soft glow of streetlights and buildings. This is the city that never sleeps, always shining like a star, maybe brighter. Everyone was busy with their work. I kept walking, my mind swirling with thoughts I couldn't quite grasp.

I was standing at the side of the road, waiting for the signal to turn green. As soon as it did, the crowd began to move, and I started to follow. But then I stilled, frozen in place. Whether you call it a premonition or something else, an inexplicable feeling washed over me, warning me of something I couldn't quite understand. Something wasn't right. I paused, glancing around as a strange chill crawled up my spine.
And then
"SAMYUKTHA"
My heart skipped a beat, somebody called me. I looked around and then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a figure standing a little way off, shrouded in the dim glow of a flickering streetlight. The figure was familiar, but in my dazed state, I couldn't place who it was.

Everything around me started to blur, except that person who was still saying something but I couldn't understand. It was like maybe I had seen this person somewhere, who was he? I know I should move but my body is not cooperating with me. It was as if the darkness within me had materialized, weighing me down, and keeping me from moving or speaking.

One second I was standing and the next second I was lying on the road, feeling something wet and soon I realized it was my blood. Whatever happened was too fast for me to understand. The impact hit me like a wave, and everything started to go black.

Now I find myself standing in a void, surrounded by nothing but darkness. No matter how hard I try to see beyond, there's only an endless black expanse. A thick fog begins to form, slowly enveloping me, growing denser with each passing moment. What is this place? Am I dead? What about Mom, Dad, Ayaansh-everyone? Am I really going to lose them all over again?

Wait... all over again?

"Samyuktha, hey, come back," the same voice called out again, a sense of urgency lacing every word. Who was he? His touch was warm, grounding me, pulling me back from the abyss. The scent surrounding me was familiar, musky, and comforting.

"Look at me, Samyuktha. Stay with me. Do not go there," the voice insisted, the desperation in his tone cutting through the fog in my mind. Slowly, recognition began to dawn on me. The warmth, the scent, the voice-they all belonged to one person.

"You're stronger than this. Come back to me. I need you here, with me," he pleaded, his words piercing through the darkness that clouded my thoughts. As clarity returned, I realized who it was. The person anchoring me back to reality, the one holding me so protectively, was none other than my husband, Rudraksh Agnihotri.

"Rudra...," I tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. Still, he kept talking, pulling me into his arms.

His heart was racing, pounding against his chest. I couldn't understand what was happening, my thoughts scattered as he held me. My mind sometimes slips into past memories, but it never felt like this-so vivid, so real. It happened so suddenly that I couldn't grasp it.
I started to pull myself back, looking into his eyes, which were filled with fear. This should never have happened in front of him.