"NO!!!!!!!"
Ilshvaku's face was pale, his eyes reflected his soul which was almost torn a part. His lips tremble, his breathing was ragged but he still managed to utter it.
"No....."
Again and again, each time slower and at a lower volume.
"No....."
He wiped his tears."Is there no way?"
"There is one."
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Monsoon
RomansaSummer was almost over and Durgeshwari was back home to Prayagraj. She was a smart woman now, not the silly girl who believed in the tales of 'panchatantra' and the folk-lore. But still she could still feel his presence. Ilshvaku was done with m...
