Virika: Salvation

Virika: Salvation

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I could feel rough hands on my arms, forcing me to stand up. Lifelessly, I stood up and followed them as they dragged me towards my unfortunate fate. I knew this was gonna happen but living through it was a very different thing. Nothing in this world could prepare me for that. How would the heat of flames feel against my cold skin, my dull hair. Will I feel anything? Heat? Pain? Agony? Or as soon the scorching heat from the flame touches me, Will I be gone? But the ladies told me otherwise as well as the tales of those who are gone. Both tell that every second, every moment will be felt. The heat. The pain. The skin melting. The screams. Feeling dull warmth on my body from the setting sun, I looked up and wished I never saw what I saw. A broken circle was formed against my dead 'husband's pyre. Everyone was looking at me. Like a meat they wanted to devour. Short breaths left my body as the men harshly pulled me towards the circle. The circle of my death. I started struggling against their hold but they only tightened their grasps. Reality of what was going to happen hit me like a rock. "Stop crying. Nothing can save you. This is our ritual which everyone has to perform someday." Someone spoke within the circle. I didn't even know I was crying until now. This is it They are going to perform Sati. They will burn me alive with my husband.
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Neel, She called him. Noori, He named her. They decided to stick to names that didn't matter much to them or anyone else. She was running from a horrible vision. He was running from his existence. She wished to fly. He wished to be grounded. She couldn't wait for what awaited her return, the fire of revenge burned her insides and fueled her acts. She created problems. He hated what awaited him, the anticipation made him uneasy and made him laid back. He drugged up solutions. One is set to rule her new game, another is searching for a way out from the rules that bound him. She wanted to show who Vandita Nair was, and He wished to hide Prince Indraneel Dhanrajgir. What they came up with, was a proposed Fling. *********** "I don't want to. I never want to speak about him." She opened her eyes and sat back, staring into space. " I want to push him down and bury him somewhere, somewhere I can never dig up again. I want him to be a nobody to me. A nobody we never speak of. But... But that nobody meant so much, Sakshi. So much that even thinking about him trembles my soul with memories, with this feeling of loss. My heart breaks a little more each time I close my eyes and accidentally think of the color of his eyes. It fucking hurts so much." "It's okay, V. It will be okay. No, it will never be. *********** Completed.

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