"Haan... main toh mar gyi hoon..." (Yes... I died.) I leaned closer, my smile wild, my eyes burning. "Main Chandika nahi hoon... MAUT hoon teri." (I am not Chandika anymore... I am your death.) "Aaj tu jayega. Aaj tu marega." (Tonight you will leave this world. Tonight... you die.) I laughed- a broken, feverish, mad laugh- the laugh of a woman reborn from ashes. He was shaking now. Good. "Or tujhe kaun marega?" I asked sweetly. "Puchna nahi chahega?" (And don't you want to know who will kill you?) I jerked my hand away, snapping his head backward. "MAIN." (ME.) "Meri tarah... tumhe bhi tod doongi." (I'll break you... the same way you broke me.) "Jaise tumne mujhe mara... waise hi aaj tumhari saanse rok doongi." (The way you killed me... I will stop your breath tonight.)