Campbell

Chapter 6

About an hour later , I was in my room in the Circuit House . I sat on the bed and went over the documents and information . The lunch was delicious as I expected it to be . Well, my grandmother was an Indian so she used to cook amazing Indian cuisine .

After browsing much , I changed my clothes and slipped on a summer dress and checked out of my room with my handy stuff .

" Time for sightseeing ! " I cheered .

As I stepped out of the Circuit House into the garden , I spotted James . He was plopped on the bean bag on the grass , staring intensely at his phone .

He looked ravishing in his jean shorts and a black shirt . Darn those muscles . I snorted .

Forgetting my grudges , I walked up to him .

After having stared at James for a whole one minute , I could not help asking him ,

 ' Are you well ? You seem to be in low spirits today . '

James quickly lost his preoccupied air and looked up from his phone and gave me a boyish smile . ' Jane are you stalking me ? Otherwise why would you be here , at Circuit House ? ' He smirked .

' Oh please . Get over yourself . I am here to work .' I smiled .

' Well , to answer your question , I am feeling a lot better . This place is truly beautiful . ' He said .

' You've been here before ? ' I asked out of curiosity .

' I had nearly forgotten . James sighed . ' Now some of my memories are coming back slowly . The guesthouse certainly appears unchanged . I can even recognize some of the old furniture . ' James stated . He had a childish spark in his eyes .

' When did you come here last ?' I asked .

' Eleven years ago . I was fourteen then . '

We were sitting in the garden of the Circuit House in Bundi . We had arrived here only that morning .

The Circuit House was rather splendid . Built during the time of British , it must have been at least a hundred years old . The famous fort of Bundi was placed amidst the hills . The streets were cobbled , the houses had balconies jutting out from the first floor . The carvings done on these wooden doors bore evidence of the work of master craftsmen . It was hard to believe we were living in an era of machines .