Crashing of the souls:part 5

Have i been too sleepy?Bright light flashing from the windowpane dazzeled me eyes for an mintue.I can’t reconstruct in my mind that renting a hotel room,and what the hell i am wearing,the dress is long flowy sky coloured gown,and then i scrutinised the whole room very distinctly,it is an ancient architecture,like those in the early 18th century homes.Am i drunk?I shaked my head with full consummate energy

What is happening to me?

Still recovering from this mixed feelings about my very exsistence,i heard a soft knock on the door,which is huge in bulk i must say.A aristocratic lady appeared before me,She gazed me as if she knew me,she is wearing a strange hat

“I have been calling you for such a long time,dear charlotte,Is something strange occured in your vision,you seem vaugely lost?The lady without even one pause said to me.

“Where am i?Where is this place?Oh shit!I am supposed be in the Rohainia cafe, I have a meeting with shu(My best friend),Have i been kidnapped?I should have watch those bear grills survival show instead of watching Rom coms,listen i don’t have any money and oh my god!where is my mobile?she almost put an end to my blabbering.

She said, “You are in an emergency need of a fine cup of tea,”She talked to me like she knew me (almost).

“Charlotte,it resembles a royal name,not a person like me,you have not even researched about me before kidnapping,you don’t have any knowledge about this nasty work you are doing,such a shame!,can i please change this dress,it is so suffocating to breath in this gown,I need my pajamas,I hope you take good care of your customer”

With quite astonishing expression,she stared at me with her green yet curious eyes,she proceed herself to my direction,she sat on the bed,and holding my hand tightly but still with a humane touch,

“you are behaving like an frenzied woman,charlotte,why can’t you let him go?,Don’t go to the ball tonight,you would be more frantic, I heard from Miss Mozley of our neighbourhood that he is bringing his sister to the ball and his would be wife,”Her face reflects the sad moorish feeling, and her eyes full of sympathy for me.

“I am not charlotte,I am Aaratika Roy,can you please tell me what is the date?

“25th december,Merry Christmas sister,wish you a preposterous new year with full of hope and love”

“Merry christmas,”It is more of a formality to me,cause i am eager to solve this riddle “year,place?Tell me everything?”

“1893,Herdfordshire”

“Are you mocking me?It must be a prank,Shu,this is a very ridiculous idea,i know you are here,so you fine lady,I am in England while I am in Paris?Ha,what a joke!”I cried in disbelief.

“you are causing an unrecoverable headache to my mind,and What would i recieve to speak assumed things to you,I better send Mama to you,she would talk to you”and she stormed like a tornado and quickly vanished in the vast victorian era castle.

“What an unladylike behaviour you have indulging deeply into your self Charlotte?Lord almighty,what would i do with this maiden?”She exhale frustation from her facial and theoretical conversations,”Instead of preparing for tonight’s ball,you are wasting time here sleeping all day,Get up and dress yourself like an articulate English women with grace and virtue”she is an older lady,but hair tied in a weird bun,like you in those paintings of Ruskin.

“First of all I am not an English woman nor even parsian,I am an Indian women from India and what the hell is a ball?”

“charlotte, Don’t even dare to test my paitence,and what Indian women?,They are black,dirty and illiterate,not pearl coloured radience they have in their skin like us,and they don’t speak English also,they speak  Indian as i heard from My brother,who went to India last Month”She lend an air of proudness in her talk.”

“Racist!who told you that indians are illiterate and speak a language called ‘Indian’,our food is more high quality than your general knowledge,I don’t mean to disrespect you but you are disturbing me with your presence.”

During this feud between me and an another lady,I came across a large mirror, I almost shouted “who is this?This is not me”

I am representing a possesed woman right now,as gulping the hard reality that i am in the past,in some unknown English woman’s body,124 years reverse.

I continued to stare at my reflection,

Inner satan resonated a cunning laugh,

“Your christmas wish is granted,now honey, what an amusing ride it is going to be,right?”


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