Storyteller pt.2

shuddha go to talk to him.

shuddha: Can I talk to you a little?

Storyteller: I didn't know people could talk a little. But I don't think I've seen you here before.

shuddha: Haha. You are very funny. I am an art teacher. I joined yesterday.

Storyteller: You were saying something.

shuddha: Yes. I drew your picture yesterday without telling you. I am very sorry for that.

Storyteller: You just said you are an art teacher. I am a storyteller. My job is to tell stories. Just like that, painting is your job. There is nothing to be sorry about.

shuddha: Thank you very much. There was another thing. If you don't mind, I want to keep the picture with me.

Storyteller: You will keep your drawings.

shuddha: Thank you very much.

Storyteller: No problem. Well, let's go today.

shuddha: Yes, of course.

Whike talking to him she forgot to ask the name of the storyteller. Tomorrow will ask.

The next day she talked again. Now Shuddha asks-

Shuddha: Well, your name was not asked yesterday. Can i know your name?

Storyteller: Everyone knows me as a storyteller. In the midst of a thousand stories, my name is now lost. So you can call me a storyteller.

It has been almost a month now that Shuddha has not been able to know the real name of the storyteller. However, the curiosity to know did not go away. So one day she asked again.

shuddha: Your name is not known yet.

Storyteller: If I say I am your stranger and you are my sangkha. What to do then?

As soon as she heard those words, Shuddha's whole world seemed to go dark. When she opened her eyes, she found himself in a hospital bed. The nurse said she was brought in by a school teache.

While crossing the road from the hospital she was hit by a car and sustained serious head injuries. In the meanwhile Shuddha's uncle was informed. After 4 hours of operation, the doctor informed that she was in temporary coma. It is unknown at this time when she'll gain conscious.

"It is says that after been in a coma and people haven't seen anything.But what is happening to her. Who can she see? A baby girl! Yes, no one else is shuddha. The man with him is storyteller. This is her 5 year old memory. Memory, which was forgotten due to an accident.

The day she last met the stranger 20 years ago, no one knew it would be the last meeting with the stranger. Shuddha never thought that about stranger then. Shuddhar's parents died in the accident. And due to a head injury, 5 years were erased from Shuddha's life. Then shuddha's uncle raised her.

Whike she was in coma, she saw her past memory like a dream. Shuddha came out of the coma a month later. After recovering a bit, she went to find the storyteller first. She remember everything. Everything that the storyteller is her stranger. Still, Shuddha didn't know who to look for. Storyteller or stranger? In all the schools in that area no one knows the storyteller. No one has seen the storyteller in the school where the he used to work for the last one month. On her way home, she went to a garden. She cried unknowingly from the frustration, fatigue and pain of losing the storyteller. While she asked herself, "Storyteller! So did your story end with my tears?"

(So, this is the ending of this story.sorry for not uploading. I was busy with some work. Also a little stressed.)

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