Finding the Lost Souls (Watty 2018)

CRAVINGS AND INTIMACY✔

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Life is nothing but book of lessons, we open new chapter everyday, read it, understand it yet sometimes makes mistakes then read it again, note it, summarise it and then start reading another chapter. With the passing age the number of chapters increase as well and so that the lessons. The lessons are what which make human wise and sensible. The wiser is said to be one who failed countless times yet never leave the zeal to learn but today he wanted to categorised himself in between wise or fool. He is man of billions, he owned empire, he had branches allover the world, he have some luxurious sets of houses and a beautiful partner by his side. A wise man can't be so successful but can he name himself wise? After so long he wanted to learn something, something new and practical, take his life on new dimension at the age of 56, this was funny but he was.

Sitting on marble staircase of his mansion he eyed the vast mansion which was decorated with the colorful drapes and threads of marigold flowers, the mattresses were kept instead of sofas for the bhajan sandhaya they kept today. He eyed at the crumbled bedsheets and carelessly laid cushions on same mattress. Unlike evening the mansion was exceptional quite, the servants almost retired for there quarters just few of them were cleaning kitchen and arranging things for next day, white LED lights replaced with dimmed golden nightlamps and soft lights coming from chandler, he smiled softly looking at his wife who was busy in instructing something to servants and boiling milks for them.

"Why you sat here Bhalla ji?" He took glass from his wife who sat later beside him.

"Nothing specific. Just felt like to sit. Is everything done?"

"Yes most off. Now neelu and Kaveri will take care. I told them to sleep after taking dinner. They can arrange living hall tomorrow morning as well"

"Yes the day was exhausting"

"Indeed but it ended with good note. The pooja went well"

"Do you gave prasad to Ishita?"

"Yes yes.....she insisted to come downstairs as well but I told her not to. It's not good for her she need to take more and more rest"

"Hmm.....do they I mean Raman.....they ate dinner?"

"Yes Kaveri served them in there room only."

She looked at her husband who became quite all of sudden. He was sipping his milk while staring everywhere saying nothing, Santhosh Bhalla kept her empty glass aside and looked at her husband with curious face who still chose to lost in something.

"Sometimes I wonder what made matarani bless us with so many things. We are not supposed to bless with so many blessings Toshiji"

"Why are you saying so?"

"My father always taught me practice what you preach we have idol of Rama in our temple but now I feel like I never learnt anything from them. Raman was always a good son sometimes I wonder what made me turned so hard with him? Everyday when I see him with Ishita, taking her care, treating her with care, it made me wonder on my own. It made me wonder why I chose to involve myself in work when you needed me most. I promised you to love you but I didn't kept it"