"I am sorry!"
"No, Don't be sorry. It's fine. I can understand."
"By the way what happened next.", Sonia was curious about her story. By that time she was also trying to figure out what could have happened.
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"After the death of Vivek, everyone was in deep sorrow. But Radha seemed to be absolutely fine. Today also Vivek is alive in her memory. She keeps on asking about his visit. She eagerly waits for him. She never believed his death. His songs are always played by her. She plays them while painting or sketching. She is very skilled in painting. She can paint anything that you describe. Her beauty of mind never fails to reflect in her painting."
"Can you show me her paintings?"
"I could have shown it but I don't where she keeps them. She never allows anyone to look at them. She just paints it and hides it somewhere."
"Then it's fine, I will ask her."
"Maybe, she will show you."
"And I had one more question, do you know about Dhara?"
"Dhara... No, I don't know. Who is she?"
"She is the best friend of Radha."
"I think I have heard this name before. It's been months. I went to Mumbai for my personal work. I took Radha with me. After I finished my work, we went to a park. I was playing with her but suddenly she went somewhere. I became anxious. I thought I lost her. I was screaming her name, asking people about her. I was madly searching for her and after some time I found her. That was the first time she mentioned Dhara. She said that Dhara wanted to be her friend.
She also added that Dhara seemed extrovert and she didn't like her. .."
"So, Dhara isn't living in an orphanage."
"No, we don't have any such girl."
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Sonia was only thinking about Dhara. It was the only question that trapped her thoughts. 'Who is Dhara?'. She was waiting for her daughter to hear Radha's story. Radha became an interesting topic for Sonia. She wanted to solve the case at any cost. But she was also feeling sad about Radha. The way she lost all her beloved. She was sitting in the chair with a cup of tea. She let her thoughts freely and resolve the mystery.
"Ding dong... Ding dong."
Sonia came back to reality from the world of thoughts. It was 6 already. She didn't believe she spent almost an hour. She went to the door and opened it.
"Mummy, how much time did you take to open the door?"
"I am sorry. I went deep into my thoughts."
"Do you know what happened today? I asked Radha to visit us and she said yes. I thought she would reject but she accepted it. Also, she told me her adventures, where she went when she bunked the school."
"Where did she go?"
As soon as Krutika entered the house she started her radio. Without a pause, she kept on talking. She told her mother everything happened. She was so excited to tell Radha's story. Not even her mother interrupted her. Both mother and daughter seemed very curious.
"Radha went to the jungle to meet Billu. Billu was the tiger saved and cherished by Dhara. But Mummy is there any jungle nearby."
"No there is not. And she went to the open fields near the river. It seems like a jungle though."
"How do you know where she went?"
"One of the teachers from the school saw her."
"Let's not speak about this. Go and study, tomorrow we will meet Radha..
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The next day when Radha went to Krutika's house she was scared. Something was eating her internally. Her steps were denying.
"Face it Radha.", Dhara with a cold voice said it.
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"Hi, Krutika!", with a withering voice she said.
"Hi! Mummy, Radha and Dhara have arrived."
Soon Sonia brought three plates of biscuits. Radha was confused looking at the three plates. But she didn't spoke a word. Though her body language told Sonia that she wasn't comfortable.
"Be comfortable Radha.", Sonia with a bright smile said her.
"Yes, teacher."
"Don't call me teacher. You are free to call me mummy."
"Sorry but I already have someone to call my mother. She is my ward incharge, Lata Tai."
"Ok then, I am your, aunt."
"Radha can you show your paintings to mummy.", Krutika interrupted them
"Krutika let her eat."
"Oh! Sorry, Radha."
"It's fine."
Saying this Radha took out her drawing book. The book had many scenarios, and portraits, It was a normal drawing book nothing caught Sonia's attention. But no doubt that the drawings were way ahead of her age. She also took out the second book. Her hand started shivering. She gave it to Sonia. The book was carried with the burden of thoughts. That paintings were different. It seemed scary, dangerous at times soothing. The colour scheme was just so confusing.
"I don't understand these paintings.", Sonia said with a confused face.
"No one understands them. It has nothing so special for you. Though it contains my memories. You will not understand them."
Sonia was turning the pages, the painting was becoming more clear and clear as she turned the page. Her memories were surely painted by her. At last, there were sketches of human faces.
"Who are these people?"
"They are my beloved ones."
That pictures included sketches of Diya, Lata, Vivek and one of her own. There were two sketches which had no details. They were just two blind faces.
"Who are these people? Their faces are..."
"They are my parents. I don't remember how they looked."
"You are skills are very amazing. I think you can try writing a comic. You are imagination is also good."
"Is it that good? But I don't have stories to write about."
"You have to stop lying.", Dhara interrupted. She was quietly looking at them and was noting their expressions. She was enjoying her last moments with Radha. She was planning to leave her. She was trying to disappear. But Radha was holding her tightly. She still wanted her. She wanted to rely on her.....
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