Tara : The Darkest Star

Tara : The Darkest Star

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"Perhaps they are not Stars, but rather openings in the heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down on us to let us know they are happy.'' - S.S. When fourteen years old Tara Sharma wakes one morning to the heart- wrenching cries of her mother, her sleep addled brain manages to realize one thing: that something is wrong, very wrong. Left to cope suddenly with emotions, so new and vicious that her heart aches all the time, thoughts so depressing and pessimistic that her head throbs every minute and tears so fresh and hot that her eyes appear red and swollen all day, following her father's death, she does not know where the thin line between reality and fantasy begins and ends anymore. *********** "taaro par likhi hai humne apni tamanna poora ho jaye hamara yeh khwaab nannha" {Writing our longings on the stars With the hope that they will fulfill This little dream of ours} Wishes upon the stars seldom come true, and rarely do they get fulfilled almost immediately. However, When Tara opens her eyes to find herself in an unfamiliar place, where everything is dark and black- except the people who seem to shine from within, carrying an ethereal light- the first thought that flashes through her mind is the wish she had made upon a shooting star. Tracing her steps as she finds herself in the very centre of her imaginations, with no knowledge how she got there in the very first place or how to get out of there, Follow her journey as she explores the unknown, and sorts through her feelings and emotions. Can you survive in an unchartered piece of territory where you are perceived to be an anomaly? Perhaps only the stars can tell... *******************
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NOTE : It's a sequel to "Lost" and cannot be read as a standalone. ● ♡ ● "Are there any stars?" She inquires and he doesn't understand what she meant. There were no stars. "Can you see the moon up there?" She continues. There was no moon. "It's dark." Ayansh replies when he sees her waiting for his response. Inaaya turns her gaze to him, a peculiar look swimming in her eyes. "Exactly." Ayansh looks back at her, more confusion getting painted over his face. "It's dark. No stars, no moon, nothing." Inaaya adds solemnly. "That's how we're and that's how things between us stand. I trusted you and you broke it and that's the end. There's no hope or light here. All there ever will be around is despair." Ayansh listens to her and after a moment, carefully, takes a step ahead and a slight relief washes over him when she doesn't flinch. "Look up again." He whispers and after a little reluctance, she follows. "Surely it's dark," he says as she watches the sky ardently. "But it doesn't promise to be dark forever," he murmurs lowly and her heart thuds against her ribcage at the determination his voice held. "It's dark today but tomorrow? Maybe tomorrow, there will be stars and the moon too. Maybe tomorrow, you can see the light and the hope too. Maybe tomorrow, the despair would fade away." 🥀 That's the thing about soulmates; they always find a way to each other. ALWAYS. Ayansh Mehra and Inaaya Rai were a little naive, a little foolish in love but oh, they were so in love and it would be a shame if they couldn't find their way back to each other, to the arms they belong, to their HOME.

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