The Unfinished Poetry √

Part Five

A person stood before the History section of the White Club's Library. 

'The Demolished Dynasties' was placed back carefully, a little book with wine red hardback, and the name written in gold.

The library was almost clear at this point of the day, and the little number of readers present didn't at all care to buzz around the History section. 

The person had very well known the CCTV placements, being a keen observer. No, not typically a book thief, but at times observations did good. Real good.

The History section fortunately lacked a camera placement. And that was only because this public History section didn't really house precious collections. Those were in separate cubicles, well protected.

The person slowly pulled out the book, shifting gazes from side to side. No one around. 

In a split second, a zip deep inside the jacket tore open to slide a book between its length.

Minutes later, the person walked out, with bags clear, apparels clear superficially, and with a smile at the security.

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Devasena wanted to throw a dish at the person right before, who was now frantically laughing. 

Just a few moments earlier she had freezed to the point of death, vivaciously shouting his name. The person sat before throughout, but didn't care to make a sound. When the lights returned, he began laughing out loud when she had turned completely pale.

" Are we playing a game here? " , Devasena stood up with a thud. 

" A game of frightening someone without a damn reason? From day one you are doing strange things to me. I'll go to the police. " 

Amarendra slowly stopped laughing, and kept staring at her, without blinking, to a point that she had to break the eyelock. 

That uneasiness...

" You are free to go anywhere you wish. I didn't bring you back here... Devasena! " 

Devasena could feel her heart stop for a while. Never in life had she heard her name being pronounced so beautifully, so distinctly, so deeply, so passionately... 

"from this moment,till deaths do us apart, I am yours... Devasena! "

WHAT??

No. The person before her didn't utter a word now. But she clearly heard that, 'Devasena' uttered exactly in the same way.

" Who spoke? " 

Devasena didn't know what she was into. But the same exquisite fear began grabbing her again. This palace didn't house anything that could make her feel good. She always felt sick.

" Are you alright? " , Amarendra remained sitting. 

She was not. She shut her eyes tight, to maintain balance. 

And then she suddenly screamed, " Why do I hear voices? Why do I have visions? Why did you bring me here that day? Why are you ruining my normal life? "

Devasena breathed hard. She felt giddy again and not so alright.

Amarendra stood up. He walked towards her, stood right before her and said, " Life is a mystery Devasena! But, it's really not that you have to solve things right away. Everything has it's time, and you will get your chance, if not now, maybe centuries later. A beginning is all we needed. Now...ease up.   "