The Fine Line

Chapter 15

Diya's POV

I don't even know what the girl is thinking as of now. I don't realise her tone of difference. Before now I knew what her intentions, words and expressions meant even if it was evil. I mean, this is such a short span for someone to change. Humans adapt but only eventually. But her evolution was stunned me. She hasn't cursed or erupted for a while. She was being awfully calm about the present. I see a change in her. A ray of light is visible. Even though I don't know what that ray represents, I'm determined to find out. I'm determined to fill her with every ray of light I can find. This will be my quest.                            

                     'When you're down and alone,
Remember this, what I say next.
Somewhere you're someone's dusk and dawn,
And someday their ultimate quest.'

I remember Saira saying this to me on a random night. Out of nowhere she says this and I never understood a lot of her words. She always had a way with them. I used to laugh at her senseless words. Now, I understand what every word meant. Now everything is clear.

The plotting came to a halt when I realise how messy this room is. Zarah was never this messy. I guess life changes people. Maybe thats why life is an obstacle. Our fate relies on how we tackle them. How we fight them and what ammunition we use. Good or bad. I've always believed in the afterlife. People say science is the truth. But not every question has answers, not every equations were solved. Those answers which humans are not capable of , holds the power of faith. Those answers which are purely faith, they lead a road. A road to afterlife.
I truly believe there is an unknown force which created us all. The creator of all man-made gods. The creator of every breathing life form. I believe He is the answer. The answer to all those unsolvable equations. He is the power that the humans cant handle. The Big Bang created the universe and the question is simple. Who created The Big Bang? Who designed the anomaly that set everything in motion from The Big Bang to Evolution?
Human's search for that Power continues till the end of time , they're never satisfied. It will be the most inventive and destructive built-in nature in humans. Their quest for the truth never quenches. Maybe that nature is what leads us to the truth. Maybe thats why god made us like that. So that we find the truth, so that we have the courage to accept the truth. The key is patience.

My spiritual thoughts ceases as I realise the mess on the rug. Someone could get hurt if those mirror pieces lay longer. But something comes back to me. A writing on them? Yes, maybe I was mistaken. But . . .
The Sherlock in me is awaken once again. Maybe its not my place to go through her things even if its broken.
Well, technically its Saira's things. So I guess its not as wrong as it sounds.

Mystery lurks around. A different vibe plays in the breeze from the bay window. Something tells me I am supposed to find out what lay on the back of those mirror pieces.

I walk over unaware of the loop of mystery that I'm about to step into. I pick up every piece , lay them on the side table. One by one I flip them over.

'parkinso . . . '

'Zarah, I . . .'

'I will always . . .'

'sick . . . '

'no choice . . '

'forgive me, swee . . '

'fate chose . . '

What the hell is this??? Is this a joke ??? What the . . . . How . . . Saira? . . . She . . .
Every piece had something to convey. My eyes were frozen on every one of them. I couldnt believe , I looked at them over and over again. If I looked longer, it would fade , it would be just a traumatic hallucination, I thought. But it didnt. The more I looked at them, the more reality hit me. Punched me right in my gut. Every word wasnt clear but it was legible.

Zarah? Where the hell is she??? She needs to see this !!!

"ZARAAAAAAAH . . . . ." I yell at the top of my lungs. But no response came. Countless times I knocked. Nothing.

Adrenaline rush through my veins when I push past the door and glance in horror at a pale, naked Zarah on the floor.
History repeats.
My worst nightmare comes true.
Oh god. No please. Not again. Please. Please, not her too. I pray through every breath I inhale and exhale. My petrified body revs into motion and I sprint to her. I find that she is breathing. But unconscious she lay, pale. The shower still running, water pour down on her and now on me too. She's frozen. I close the shower taps immediately. A towel lay on the handle, I take and cover her in them in an instance. My heartbeat hadn't slowed, it paced with every second.

With  every bit of strength in me, I somehow manage to get her out of the bathroom. I couldn't help but cry. Saira's fate hunts and takes me down on my knees. Its like the same terrible fate stalked her to strike at the right time. But the only thing thats keeping me sane was her shallowed breathing.
I try hard to get her conscience back and suddenly she opens her eyes.
Bloodshot eyes creeps on me. Her expressions shows her unawareness to whatever happened. I didnt ask her why she broke down, why she all of a sudden lost her conscience, why she was on the floor. All that I cared was that she's okay.

Zarah hasnt talked to me since, its been a few hours. She lay on her bed afraid to blink an eye. She hasn't turned over to sides, she hasn't moved a hand. Its like she was stuck in an another dimension, too afraid to move that she might slip away somewhere she couldn't get back from. I sit on the floor, drenched, never taking my eyes off her sight. I don't know what happened, Why she froze but the truth is I didn't want to know. I wouldn't ask. It might take a toll on her. She needs to tackle everything on her own now. She has to face her demons. I promised to myself not to fight her battle. Its her's to fight, not mine. But I will stand by her, no matter what. I will stand beside her every battle.