The Tale Of Dead...

Chapter -2

A panic strike through my body, a chill ran through my spine , I sat on the bed moving my hand through my hair ..... I am covered all over in sweat , its cold I think its probably raining outside . Rainwater is whipping on my window . Nightmare again fuck!! , I thought to myself. I saw the time in my iPhone its 03:05 am , the only sound I hear is ticking of watch in the hallway, my throat felt dry.. I felt spikes in my mouth , I got up from my bed switched on the night lamp beside my bed . The floor felt cold , anyway I walked pass the corridor through the stairs and entered kitchen poured myself a glass of water...... I froze when I saw reflection of someone's face on the shiny surface of refrigerator .... Who is there ?!! I shout and turned around to find no one ,probably my sleepless nights past few weeks and nightmare are taking a toll on me, I walk back into my room closed the door behind me and threw my self on bed .... The thin ray of light falling on my face through the window was enough for me to stare at the ceiling.

I was shaken awake from my alarm on 06:30 am with linking park tune ..... I got up from bed,got my head straight, and in 1 hour I was ready for work.

Arun my driver was ready with the car on gate I stepped in the car, he wished me morning and we moved . The streets of Mumbai even at this time was not quite it was crowded with people , I can see street vendors with various items they were setting up at footpath , old couples and morning people jogging .

I missed Liam , my British boyfriend..... On this cold mornings I missed warmth of his arms . I have told him about the nightmares . He assured me as soon as he'll come back from his business trip he is gonna hold me tight all night until I fall asleep ..... Falling asleep in his arms is one of the experience I loved . A tap on my window disturbed me from my daydreaming a girl nearly 10-12 years old was tapping at my window, her green eyes were piercing into mine she was wearing a floral print frock , she had a bundle of red roses in her hand her eyes were telling me that she wanted me to buy one, before I could response red light turned green and we moved, Arun might not have noticed her, when the car moved away from her , there was no disappointment on her face , but a smirk appeared on her face instead of frowning.

When I reached the studio I got to know that my interview is with survivor of an terrorist attack on Taj on 26/11. The survivor had asked me to meet her in a house outskirts of city strange...