ERSTWHILE

Letter from the Past

「The truth will come to light, but secrets can remain hidden forever」

The morning was impetuous with the shadow of tension; the moaning was swirling in the air, and the people were engulfed by groaning, grumbling and sighing. The unit of the British Raj arrived to overtake the sitch.

Adelaide Edward VI was preoccupied with agitation; he attempted to rationalise the Horrendous episode through words and calling the vitriolic attack a 'Response of discord', but the situation already went rampant and repentance.

The neophyte young Army officer, whose chest was bedecked with resilience and strength, captured the situation beneath his warmth of existence. He was crystal clear in his instructions regarding the situation and the procedure.

Ghalib expectorated in the absence of intensified forced responsibility. He determined to give life to his mystique idea of visiting Ivory Palace II.

Whereas, Hari Babu was trembling with trepidation. The unmindful vibes encircled him as his psyche vigorously searched for the reason behind the girl's presence. Ceyone expressed his anticipated thought, 'Might be, she is among us(Andam'Rangam)'.

The head bobbed from side to side as Hari Babu said, 'No, this type of attire was only worn by Devadasis, with the Bindi precisely placed on the glabella and the Sari draped around her... But it has been fifteen years since they disappeared.' After describing the outfit, he lapsed into deep silence.

Ceyone desisted with a puzzled expression, trying to understand his words as he was unaware of his enlightened state. Hari Babu diverted him and got entangled in a web of deception. Ceyone was piecing together the hidden and entangled words of Hari Babu, becoming well aware that Hari Babu was concealing his past from him.

Ceyone dowplayed with sense of privacy. The girl unbolted her opticals; her lips were adhering as thirst grabbed her, she expressed by pointing her opticals toward the bucket of water. Hari Babu fetched the glass of water, and Ceyone blew the traditional hand fan.

After a minimal period, Hari Babu inquired about her existence, but the girl gazed at him with the vision organ, which reflected incomprehension. Ceyone inquired about her whole condition and the neonate, too. The girl bowed her head, and the tears broke.

She moved her Sari veil from her back, her feet, hands and knees and expressed through her eyes, the agony she had bearing for a long, Hari Babu caught within the sensation of woe, he saw a dehiscence wound beneath her feet which demonstrated overexertion, the back was printed with birching marks and the hands were wounded seemed if the stones were loaded on her hands.

They both possessed a profound sense of aggression against the repressor, woe for the seven-year-old innocent girl. Hari Babu directed Ceyone to purchase comfortable clothes for the innocent soul. Hari Babu went toward the neonate boy, clung to his arm and desisted with a puzzled, 'Koothuri [Daughter, Hari Babu called the girl], seemed Indian but this neonate boy didn't...'

The contemplative state diverted upon a voice called him, 'Hari, I bought this 'Sarwal kameez' for her... did she express anything?' Hari bobbed his head. Ceyone caressed the girl and asked her to groom herself and they both went upstairs.

On the infamous alleys, when a man went to the Garment shop, the same garment shop where Ceyone went to purchase the dress. The cashier man whispered, 'Do you know, Ceyone purchased some lady's dress...' the opposite listener said with an astonished tone, 'Ceyone only live with Hari Babu but... Might be he got married.'

The night's tenebrous light hued the tapestry of luminous ether, the moon glowed up and the stars were flickering.

Adelaide was in his colossal accommodation; the fragrance was birling in the hall-like accommodation, the chandelier on the centre of the ceiling posing as the centre of attraction, and all those essentials were present, amplifying the comfort of their Grandeur.

He swivelled in the chair with a cigar tangled between his fingers, and a curvaceous-figured lady staggeringly came with two cigars in her hand, she was composed the attire with a Camurra dress, the unhinged step, the dishevelled hair and odour aroma of alcohol, ignited the anger within Adelaide.

She embosomed him from his back, and Adelaide jerked her by saying, 'Stay away, you filthy lass. Why do you annoy me? Because of your this behaviour, I don't like you. Ivy... I am stressed out of the situation.' Unhinged, Ivy giggled with pain and said, 'So, whose do you like? I will pose like her is she Laila? But I can't be a 'brothel lady'...' Adelaide possessed a profound sense of aggression; he compressed the neck muscle of Ivy while they fell on a squashy bed and said, 'Don't call her again with that name; she is my pleasure of mine life. You illegitimate lady' and left her.

The unhinged Ivy's eyes flooded with tears and said, 'No, matter what you said, my grandeur... I still love you'

Meanwhile, Ghalib masquerades as a cleaner and penetrates the different cosmos. Whereas Hari Babu trembled upon receiving an anonymous letter from the girl Sari.

The Neonate officer, Faris Ali embarked on a route of quest. Ceyone was about to publish an anonymous Article against Adelaide Edward VI.

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