The Tale Of Dead...

Chapter - 4: The memorial

I can see that the people were holding candles , on big wire fencing there were picture of people hanged who died in the attack. A saint was humming some words"they never go.... Spirits never leave the earth till they find someone who can tell their untold story to the world, who can tell The tale of dead."

Before I could reach to the fence my phone buzzed in my pocket.... The id said 'Ansh from work'. I took the call and from the other side Ansh spoke in an apologetic way " I am sorry, for the trouble".

" what trouble?" I asked confused.

" the address you got was the old house of miss Talwar...... I still can't figure out how it happened, and the video you send is empty, its just you sitting on a chair and murmuring"

" First it's Mrs Talwar and what do you mean by the video was empty" I questioned him...... getting nothing in my mind .

" No she is not married yet she is just twenty three now".

" What are you talking about she has two children.... and she lost her little daughter Zia in the attack and only her daughter Sarah , her husband Arjun and herself made out alive!!!".

" You need to calm down. Its true that Zia was killed in the attack and Arjun and Sarah are alive now but......"

Before he could continue my eyes saw a picture of a lady in her thirties holding hand of a girl 10-12 years old hanging on the wall of memorial. I felt weak at my knees ....... Last thing I remember before passing out was Liam rushing towards me and Mrs Talwar smiling at me from behind .

I woke up to find myself in arms of Liam stroking my hair in my bed , my head was resting on his chest I could hear his heartbeat.

I tried to move myself, Liam noticed and smiled at me.

" You okay?". He asked

"Yeah " I replied.

" I thought I would give you surprise by arriving at the memorial..... But instead you gave me one.... I really panicked when I saw you dropped your phone and passed out . I'll get you some coffee, hope it make you feel better". he said and moved out of room closing the door behind him.

I sat on my bed trying to recollect everything..... The street in which Mrs Talwar lived was familiar..... Mrs Talwar looked familiar... It was ..... I covered my mouth in horror when I realized that I saw it in my dream.... Fuck!!!

Mrs Talwar looked like the face of dead women similar to my dream, The blood was dripping from her head, Mrs Talwar was shoot in the head . I can feel the cold drop of sweat rolling from my forehead as I remembered Mrs Talwar's words " My little princess...... I could still hear her singing in my ears ...... Her scout work which was arranged for kids. They used to volunteer for jobs so they can arrange the money for charity..... My daughter use to take bundles of flowers and with mine help we would ask people to buy them to raise money for charity.... She was so nice why god did that to her?". The girl tapping at my car window, I remember.

And after all Mrs Talwar never said she survived.

Authors note: This is end of part one.... Part two will be continued soon keep in touch to know what incidence is going to happen next in Ashley's life ...... And to know about her past.

Thank you for reading.