VEDIC VOWS - BOOK 1 THE MOHINI

Chapter 7 - MOHINI, I SEE YOU!

2012, May 24th Chennai airport

I sat in the airport in silent contemplation about the sense of unrest within me. My gut insisted that something abnormal was brewing and it was rarely wrong. It is like this feeling of familiarity with it but you don't know exactly what and the more your mind tries to uncover it, the more it is tantalizingly near but yet very far; the heaviness inside my mind, the constant feeling of disquiet; the increase in intensity of my nightmares.

My dreams were becoming very physical and it was really starting to unsettle me. They appeared in a flurry and were not restricted to one story as before. Many women walked my dreams now; and all of them fight to their gruesome death. A lot of pain, loss, anger and rage; there are bugles of courage, hope and iron will too. The emotional slurry is simply too much for me. "O god can't I have one hunk walking my dreams, just once? No such luck; they all had to be women." I sighed.

What disturbs me most is the physicality of the dreams; I bear all their mortal wounds. The pain is intense, but they heal by the end of the day only to form new ones the next. Yesterday was yet about another woman named devasena, and I had a huge purplish bruise running diagonally across my stomach where they had cut her in my dreams to kill her; along with it is a scar right above my heart, where the arrow pierced Nupura, another woman in my dream.

The pain was intense in the morning, but it has subsided now; but the scars remain, though they have started to fade; there is a sense of suppressed energy around me. It's as if something is clawing to come out; and I just don't know what. With all this: sleep doesn't scare me; even the bruises just unsettle me slightly; there is this sense of detachment;

I push all these thoughts back in to a corner of my mind, and start on the practical issues which plague me, now that I've taken charge of my huge company, responsibility is now on my back like a ton of rocks; getting a project done on a brainstorm was not going to happen every day; the files don't make any sense especially the accounts and stock exchange, it's simply too alien to me. I didn't know zit about it; and I didn't know anything about the power hierarchy in the whole management; who to be wary of, whom to trust.

My bravado had come to bite on my back! But I'm not a quitter; so, I've just made a life altering decision of abandoning my masters in science to do MBA.I have not yet discussed it with my parents.

Aaaaaaahhhh! Just thinking about speaking to them about it is giving me added headache; and to top it all my flight has been delayed by an hour

I took a deep breath; delegation was the most important work of a head, I decided to test waters and called phani.

"Phani, meet me at the lemon tree hotel Indore on 25th at 10 A.M. Bring all the relevant files and the one about the new renovation project; bring sandhya with you. My room number is 205, ask the concierges to inform me when you both arrive and wait till I call you guys up. See you both on 25th then." I closed my phone and then called Rupa.

"Hi rupa, Will be delayed by a day in joining you guys. I will be there on 26th; just on time to make it to the shooting range!"

"Sorry loser, we have booked it on 25th so you can't come" said Rupa.

I sighed "Really...? I confirmed the dates with uncle and double checked on web site; you know, you are a pathetic liar and I really hope you get a decent scoring this time."

"How do you do it? Your aim is real good, even with moving targets and even while you are moving. I believe that is the only time your jiggling fat behind moves with any speed at all"