Aapki Ardhangini

43. Ragini's Dilemma

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Ragini's POV
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I open my eyes maybe after some moments. I am not sure about the time but i am sure about this panic attack. I have never experienced it before but i have listened about this from the physician. My eyes and face are swollen badly. Even the tears are soaked on the edges of my eyes. I straighten up and run towards the water.

I am not feeling fine. I fill the glass with the jug. Even the aound of pouring water is giving me anxiety. What kind of mental pain it is. I am drained....fully drained now.

It is getting midnight. I am not even getting feeling of sleep. But i calmed myself down by filling my lungs with air. Suddenly my hand starting shivering again not with that intensity but it is. I grab the curtain in my hands. My heart is easily audible outside the body. And inside it feeling like a bomb....it's each beat is feeling like a blast inside me..

I sat on the bed and hug the pillow harder.

"I am missing you Rana ji...please come soon"

I muttered with teary eyes.

I don't know how the fragrance of him touched my nose. I knitted my eyebrows. I look here and there and sighed.

"Ab apne bhi pareshan karna shuru kardiya"

"Now you are bothering me too"

I kept hugging that pillow and my eyelashes feel heavy and within no time i slept.

Suddenly in between my sleep my back neck and shoulder start hurting.

Aaaaaahhh

I straighten up and look here and there. Eyelids are still heavy but i look outside the window it is almost morning. But carelessly i place the pillow on the bed and lay down. After heavy mental breakdown i need sleep. And especially when it is giving ne relief. Getting to me sleep is a treasure beyond any wealth for somone like me who can't sleep.

Then suddenly i remember about yesterday night. I have completely forgotten it. I open my eyes in a jerk after having memories of the moment it us not easy for me to sleep. My heart again starts making me weak.

I straighten up.

"Not again Ragini !"

I said to myself.

I am not a weak doll. I have experienced so much mental breakdown since childhood. It is just a part of it. I am a warrior.

I got fresh-n-up and get ready for sword practice.

I pick up my sword and went to the practice area. As usual nobody was there. It it always me alone.

But not after today....in any day of my life i will be here. This is my last time.

I ordered an attendee to ask some soldiers to come for the practice with me. She nodded and went for that time i start warming up by my signature moves and streching.

They came and greeted me with morning wishes. I nodded and ask them all to attack me. They follow my instruction and we started it. The sound of swords are more louder than birds.