Lost in Past

^^^GRANDMA! I'M GOING FOR SCHOOL!!^^^

^^^Everday whenever she gets a glance of the rest house, she always think & tries to go inside of it. With all of her courage she take her steps forward But, at the end of the day, there's a shortage of courage. Then, one day after school Ankita dicided to visit Mr. Lahiri's house.^^^

^^^On the way of Mr. Lahiri's house she took the advantage and get into the rest house  with all of her courage and observed it closely for the first time, she saw a very large garden which was full of flowers with beautiful stone decorations on ground. And all the flowers and little plants are looking very fresh and healthy, seems like someone taking care of them on regular basis. She also noticed the main door, which was looking different than expected, the door painted in dark green colour and has a detailed wood crafted art of a young girl on it. But most surprisingly it doesn't have any single spot of dust even after closings of years,^^^

^^^Someone really cleaned that door recently... But, who?!^^^

^^^She whispered.^^^

^^^She also felt a creepy sensation of being watched by someone inside of it. So, she continued her walking to the Mr. Lahiri's house. After a minute of walk she arrived. Mr. Lahiri's house was very beautiful and looking so old from the outside as like as the rest house building. Whole wooden structure, glass doors and windows, a short bamboo boundary around and the yard is full of dust and dry leaves.^^^

^^^When she entered in the house she saw Mr. Lahiri sitting on a rocking chair in his balcony and listening something on radio.^^^

^^^EXCUSE ME, Mr. Lahiri!!^^^

^^^Ankita called him^^^

^^^He doesn't surprised at all. He turned off the radio and instantly reached at the main door and opened it with a large smile on face.^^^

^^^saying.^^^

^^^Welcome, welcome...^^^

^^^I was expecting you...^^^

^^^Come, Come, sit...^^^

^^^he was so excited to see her.^^^

^^^Ankita entered in the house.^^^

^^^When she stepped into the house she saw that the living room was full of musical instruments a Violin, a harmonium, a Vina, a large collection of flutes, a really big brown piano and many more.^^^

^^^Looks like you really love music, right?^^^

^^^—Yes,. but, I can't play all that instruments, those all are my daughter's. She loves all kinds of music.^^^

^^^He replied delightfully.^^^

^^^What about you? Do you can play any of these?^^^

^^^Mr. Lahiri asked her.^^^

^^^She took a a Ukulele from the collection and said^^^

^^^My father gifted me a Ukulele on my 12th birthday. Since then, I started learning it.^^^

^^^—So, you told me that you came here some months ago.. Why you moved here?^^^

^^^He asked^^^

^^^—It all started five years ago...^^^

^^^She explained the whole story about her past.^^^

^^^Back five years ago, when Ankita was eleven years old. One day in the month of July she woke up on a hospital bed in Mumbai, with some blurry memories. A small bright white room, with a low selling and an anointing beep noise of observation machine. She remembered, she has been here for a long time. At least four, five days even more. Then the door opened and her father stepped into the room. Her father was a famous voice over artist in Mumbai. He was looking so sad, depressed and happy at the same time.^^^

^^^How's you feeling kiddo...?^^^

^^^He hugged her tight & began to cry.^^^

^^^— Dad...!^^^

^^^Why I'm here?^^^

^^^but he didn't replied to her any questions, he was silently locked in a position for a while. Then, he placed his hand to her shoulder and  promised her that he'll tell her everything on the right time.^^^

^^^After some time Ankita discovered that, she has lost her all memories of past few months from that day. When she asked about her mother, he just informed her rudely that, she was gone someday in past those months. He warned Ankita to don't try to find her.^^^

^^^It was soo sad, the most bad times of my life I was in depression.^^^

^^^She said.^^^

^^^But whenever she tried to ask about those past days, about her mother, he just avoid her.^^^

^^^So, after some time, I stopped asking about my lost memories. But, I'm still searching by my own. I wanna know what happened to my mother.^^^

^^^Ankita said and got silent for a while.^^^

^^^Mr. Lahiri went to the window, and looked at the sunset outside, saying,^^^

^^^But, I believe he really have a great reason to hide the reality from you.^^^

^^^Yes you know, there's always a reason behind the all actions and happenings.....^^^

^^^You're also curious about that rest house building right...? Why...?^^^

^^^He asked^^^

^^^—I have a last blurry memory, about my mother. Where we are talking about Kunjaban.^^^

^^^And... that Rest House building seems so... familiar to me. Like I've been watching it since I was a kid.^^^

^^^Ankita replied.^^^

^^^Mr. Lahiri opened one of his old closets and pulls out a Azure coloured file from the countless files and books in it. He took out an old photograph from the file, showed it to Ankita and said^^^

^^^This is a very old picture...,^^^

^^^the Ariel view of Kunjaban about five years ago.^^^

^^^After seeing that picture she was shocked and scared.^^^

...Episode Ended...

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