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"Since when do we usher in guerrilla theatre on the beach, precisely?" Prisha tilted her head in anticipation.
Nirved searched for the answer on a nearby wall, whisper-yelling "Linger, sandbar theatre may perhaps subsist nonetheless. Holy cow, our community has certainly reached its apogee."
She crossed her arms tightly in annoyance cocooning herself from cold "It's just a guess, you never know where did he come from and why is he dressed so, uh, ancient?"
"Don't you think his silhouette is quite parallel to tribals?" He pinched his fingers in a suggestive way, pointing a finger at her, awaiting and praise perhaps.
"Yeah, that's debateable." She merely shrugged lost in thoughts, disappointing his inner academic validation sucker. "He might be from Lunas or felunas; if not, then Wayanad has the highest tribal population, followed by Idukki and Palakkad, which also host significant tribal communities. Notably, the Paniya (Paniyar)" He urged auctioning his piece of knowledge dramatically.
"No, actually, that doesn't make sense." Another splash of cold water with extra ice.
He finally lost the last ounce of patience, clasping his fingers in his hair locks, pulling them slightly,"So what do you imply, Of course, our MBA in Human Resources with Completed Cost & Management Accountancy (CMA) went in vain."
"Not exactly, apart from the fact that we're still a year away from conferring our degree, the intrications of his exquisite jewellery along with the texture and material of his clothing resemble Evaras." She consoled him, patting twice on his left shoulder.
"Back to earth, Prisha, did the sunburn hurt too much? You seem to be forgetting that most of the tribals of Kerala live in the forests and mountains of the Western Ghats, bordering Karnataka and Tamil Nadu. Whereas Evaras originated in regional Tamil Nadu, which is approximately 395 kilometers away from the beach, this incident occurred."
"Half truth is utterly waste, Nirved; what you said is definitely right; however, the Evara tribe wasn't bound by contemporary tribal methods and practices. They didn't move around; instead, they established their rule over the whole Indian subcontinent; they're even known as the bearers of the first monarchy."
Nirved shaked his head as if dismissing her for even presenting the idea ,"It's just a myth, silly."
"No, it's not; there might not be an adequate evidence, yet we cannot ignore the verdicts." Prisha firmly held her hips for support to her stance.
"Hush, suppose he's a dramatist who practically attempted to commit suicide out of unemployment, or maybe he fell into the beach, drunk, and floated along the wave?" He changed the subject facing lack of knowledge, twinkling his fingers as if mimicking a bang.
"You're an expert at spoiling the vibe, Nirved. In that case, he might as well be a desi alien, a runaway mafia, if not then an undercover spy. Holy Regina, George! What if he's a merman?" She tucked her hairs behind her ears at the thought.
"Well, I would like to object since he not only have any flukes, but also got Arieh almost drowned along with him." He remarked with a pout, twiddling his forefingers.
"Uh-oh, he might be sick, or perhaps his magic would've flickered? Like in my demon, he might be Arieh's past love."
"I have a better theory: he preferably fell in love with you and decided to abandon his luxurious magical life to live like a human, just for you, and got cursed in the process."
Her pupils dilated, while she glowed with the uncanny probability, "To be honest, that doesn't sound bad, you know? He's so tall and handsome as hell; Infact I totally approve of his hair."
"Now that you mention it," he pouted, shaking his head vertically "I must agree that his height is indeed a matter to discuss. I mean, good heavens, he's approximately 8 feet tall. I never had an inferiority complex, but again, we all have our firsts."
"Are you both done? Seriously, what the hell on earth are you two rambling about? Nirved, 100 pushups, and you, Miss Prisha, 100 gol rotis now!" Jenil intervened, passing a dual bombastic side-eye.
"Let it be Jenil, inhe kuch samjhna matlb bhains ke aage been bajana! and what the hell are you doing on your phone? Care to let it breathe in leisure." Avyukt complained.
(Teaching them is equal to casting pearls in front of a swine!)
Jenil's thumbs danced over the keyboard, contemplating alphabets, "I'm trying to concentrate on my research only if these two idiots allow me to. Not a great timing conceivably but the last date is near and I haven't prepared anything only if I'd knew it'd be this interesting I would've done it long before."
"Since when do you find your assignments necessary?"
"Well it's actually an interesting theory about, Anunnaki, an ancient Mesopotamian civilization shrouded in mystery. And here's the real plot twist: some theorists believe they tinkered with our DNA, leaving behind a shocking reptilian remnant!" He read the article, dipping his left hand in pocket of his DNMX Leaf Print Shorts with Drawstring Waist.
The frown crowned on Avyukt's forehead digged deeper, "Meso- what? Did you just watch Aladdin or something? I seriously have no patience for jokes at this point, be clear." he complained.
Jenil looked at him as if he were a futile piece of crap unknown to such a basic education, he thought it as a perfect time to revise his research, "According to the ancient narratives back from 3400BCE, the Anunnaki were the architects of humans, genetically engineering our species to serve as laborers for them. They argue that the double helix structure of our DNA is not just a marvel of biology but a testament to our serpentine ancestry. The comparison doesn't stop at structural similarities; certain genetic sequences are said to show a remarkable resemblance to those found in snakes."
For obvious reasons Avyukt passed him a look injected with pity, "You three seriously have nothing better to discuss apart from your history and your geography, especially when your friend is literally admitted in a hospital?"
"Flash News: Deadlines suck Avyukt Das and not everyone is a Paris Gilmore like you. However, supporting the genetic claims are the numerous ancient sculptures and reliefs that depict the Anunnaki alongside serpentine imagery. These artifacts, some argue, are not mere artistic expressions but rather symbolic representations of Anunnaki's genetic manipulation of early humans. From the coiled serpents adorning the gods' shoulders to the snake-like attributes given to these deities, the imagery is compelling.
"You know what? I have zero tolerance for this drama. Look at Arieh, why hasn't she garnered consciousness yet? I'm really apprehensive about her." He joined his hands withdrawing his bait from the unattainable gambling mania.
Jenil patted his shoulders out of pride and tiny abstract of sympathy, "Calm down, lover boy! The doctor assured that both of them are out of danger, just unconscious due to fatigue, since they quaffed supernumerary water for their own good. Thirsty piggies!"
"Stop calling me a lover boy, Jenil! Apart from the fact that I'm not a fan of Taylor swift if by any chance Arieh suspects I will kill you, I swear to God." He ruffled his hairs to guard himself from loosing into oblivion.
"Shut up, both of you. Not a single word against my mother! You should be glad Aarzoo isn't here, else she would've Barbecued you for real."
"Prisha we have better jobs than fearing your childhood bestfriend in whose search you legit made an Instagram account, as if were some spy search engine."
"Don't change the topic, it was ultimately your fault that Arieh is on the death bed today. What was the need for that stupid surf race?"
"Excuse moi! Stop being overdramatic. Also, your so-called best friend was the one to propose the notion; additionally, she ain't dying soon, not without assassinating me first, so chill."
"I beg to differ! It was your idea to manipulate Arieh into the surf race. Stop masquerading as an innocent." Avyukt interjected, raising an accusing finger with a defensive, hoarse tone against Jenil.
"Oh god! Your Arieh is a grownup, for God's sake. She's accountable for taking her own decisions. Besides, what difference did you make by joining us, Avyukt?"
"Guys, stop fighting. It's a hospital; you can do this drama at home too! It was just an accident; nobody is at fault." Nirved admonished, climaxing the altercation while swaying his hand in the opposite direction as if swatting the mess away. "Look, the doctor has arrived."
"Hey Doctor, can I get an update on the patient? How is she doing?" Prisha inquired, panicking, while Jenil rolled his eyes at over-protectiveness.
The doctor sighed as it was finally time for his shift to end, he rounded the stethoscope around his neck and answered, "During drowning, her body was deprived of oxygen, hence damaged organs, particularly the brain. However, she was rescued on time, preventing the situation from turning worse. She's tired; you may meet her, but make sure not to stress her. She'll be discharged by tomorrow morning." It was about 9:00 in the evening, their Sunday did go really adventurous.
"Thank you, Doctor!"
He shaked his head in dismiss and continued tugging his hands in the pockets of the white lab coat, "Also, do you know the other guy? He seems quite an antique piece, and it also appears that he went coursed through a violent onslaught and hence got severe injuries." he tried to uproot data, taking into account that none of them sounded half as concerned about the guy rescued along with the girl by the rescue team, as they were about the girl.
"No, doctor, we don't know him. He just splashed with that big wave. What if he's a water terrorist?" Jenil joked.
"Actually, that's a matter of concern; we need to reach out to the police. We cannot trust anyone in this situation. You guys go see your friend; I'll handle this my way."
"I agree, doctor, but he isn't in a condition to go through an investigation. And he doesn't seem like he can cause any potential harm." Prisha was flippant to suggest, earning a piping mocking from Jenil, who crossed his arms pompously.
"Prisha's danger doesn't come with a warning. And he legit came with a tsunami! Doctor, please contact the police." Avyukt stated, worriedly remembering, when rescued, how this weird stranger was tangled with Arieh, and the sight didn't sit well with him at all. He was well aware that it was a mere involuntary reflex, but he couldn't help but feel upset about it.
"No doctor, let him recover first; we can manage the rest later." Prisha fought back adamantly.
"Well, if that's what you want, that's it, then. I'll take your leave, if any problem make sure you contact me.Take care."
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Arieh slowly fluttered her eyes open, her consciousness gradually returning after experiencing a bout of syncope. As she regained her bearings, she found herself grappling with the challenge of piecing together the events leading up to her loss of consciousness. However, before she could delve deeper into her analysis, the sound of nearby bickering abruptly drew her attention away, diverting her focus from the task at hand.
"Holy mother of Cady Heron she looks so weak as if she hasn't eaten for years."
"Oh cut the crap Prisha! She always looked like a victim of malnutrition, but the devil forbids she eats like a mogambo."
"Hey Jenil! Don't talk like that about her. It's her appetite, her wish. Atleast she eats healthy food soo unlike you. Junglee bastard!"
"There's a difference inbetween healthy and celibacy Avvyukt, like why would on earth someone eat damn leaves in this century?"
"It's a personal choice of taste idiots. And stop fighting you're disturbing her. Doctor said she needs rest."
"Not a big deal Nirved she could sleep forever yet be tired, kumbhkaran kahin ki! ancient Anunnaki deities need to fabricate her dna."
"But kumbhkaran was a guy and she's certainly a girl. Did your snakes trackfickk drugs too Jenil?" Prisha questioned laudatoryly tapping a finger on her chin. She was definitely tured enough to not make sense.
"Seriously Prisha you're so dumb, 10 round chapatis now!" Jenil deliberately irked the most sensitive sexist card that got the most mature answer out of her dramatic self.
"You know what? It's the men who should stay in the kitchen since it's cooKING not cooQUEEN!" Prisha stomped her foot answering the first thing she got in her head.
But was Jenil going to back off? Ofcourse not!
"Well in that case my dear it's dishwasHER not dishwasHIM!" He answered in a mean- spirited tone pointing his finger out whilst shaking his head adamantly proud of his answer.
"You! But oh wait! It's it's yeah it's kitcHEn not kitcSHEn!" She raised her imaginary collars. She never felt so proud of herself.
How did she got so good at comebacks?
Nirved and Avyukt were staring at them as if they grew horns.They weren't even amused but traumatised at their choice of words. Just when they thought it was ended Jenil jumped in with his usual swag. Poor Arieh was long forgotten.
"Oh really!? Then aren't you thinKING, walKING, blinKING, and and and yes
fucKING!" Jenil roughly lifted his collars, folding his sleeves with an attitude like he won the the world.
Avyukt and Nirved were officially traumatised-
"Chiiii! Those are just the same, It was just a joke-" Prisha mumbled silently.
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"JoKING"
Jenil ruffled a hand through his hairs. Today was his day. He achieved everything in his life.
Finally watching reels became a worth shit.
"I- uh- You- Me- We- who- wha- ahahhahah mumaaaaaa!" Prisha whined like a child flairing her hands in air tumbling her feet on the ground.
"Guys on the scale of 1-10 how stupid ya'll can be?" Arieh muffled a question in a low voice pragmatically. "I'm a 10 ofcourse!" Prisha exclaimed absentmindedly without hearing her full sentence.
"Ofcourse you are darling!" Jenil mocked at her smirking after snorting his saliva.
"Hey! How are you feeling Chris? Do you want something? Shall I call the doctor? Is it hurting somewhere? I mean I know you didn't hit any rock fortunately but still the wave was in a magnificent velocity and force. I was so worried, it was a horrific situation. I-" Avyukt bombarded Arieh with questions out of concern. Whereas she had no energy left so she shut him up by slamming her palm on his mouth. While she frowned in annoyance, his heart probably skipped more than a beat at the contact.
"Calm your horses man! I'm alive and well, right infront of you. I'm not going anywhere any time soon."
"Look I told you!" Jenil announced with a two- hundred-dollar-smile.
"Stop talking about death it isn't a joke!" Avyukt groaned at their childishness. Before anyone could continue, they heard sounds of things crashing into the hard surface and people screaming. Can this day get any more worse?
What was it now? A terror attack? Or maybe an earthquake.
Without a second thought they all went to check what happened, not before settling Arieh on a wheelchair with the help of a warden. She wouldn't probably sit back and miss the drama nearby.
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"यह कैसी बेतुकी जगह है? हमे यहाँ क्यों हूँ? हमे पकड़ने की हिम्मत किसने की? सामने आएं, यह तुम्हारे पापों का भुगतान करने का समय है!
(What absurd of a place is this? Why am I here? Who dared to incapture me? Come upfront, it's time to pay for your sins! ?)
A good eight-foot tall man leashed down all medical supplements that came on his way causing destruction in every way possible. He was apparently amazed and annoyed for some unknown reason. It looked like a big, a really big kid was locked in school on the very first day.
"Sir calm down! It's not good for your health. You're badly injured and you need to rest or you'll get sick." The nurse tried to intervene but his ears were deaf to her words.
"तुम कौन हैं? क्या तुम राजा के आदेश की अवहेलना करने का साहस कर रहे हो? साथ ही, तुम्हारे शिष्टाचार और तहजीब में क्या खराबी है?
(Who are you? dare you defy the king's order. Also, what's wrong with your courtesy and behaviour?)
"Sir, I simply fair to fathom your accent. Please wait here, I'll call somebody for help." The nurse tried to manage the situation, from recklessly slipping through her fingers. However, the adversary wasn't much cooperating.
"आख़िर हुमारे वस्त्र बदलने की हिम्मत किसमें थी? अपना संशोधन स्वीकार करें और मुझे आप पर दया आ सकती है।"
(Who the hell had the audacity to change my clothing? Acknowledge your ammendment and i might pity you.)
"Sir please calm down! You were drenching in water. It was necessary to change your clothes else you might have caught cold. It was done by the male staff. Plea-" The poor nurse was now almost in air at chokehold of the strange man.
"हम किसी महिला पर हाथ नहीं उठाते, इसलिए हम तुम्हे सलाह देंगे कि तुम हमारे धैर्य की परीक्षा न लें। अन्यथा परिणाम बहुत दयालु नहीं होगा। क्या तुम्हें हमारे प्रभुत्व का अंदाज़ा नहीं है?"
("I don't raise hand at a lady, so i'd advise you not to test my patience. Or else the outcome wouldn't be very merciful. Don't you have an idea of my dominion?)
"Mai jaanti hoon tumhe!"
(I am well aware of your dominion.)
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Hello there!
How are you guys? Missed me?
I know the update is too late, but I just couldn't bring myself to edit it thoroughly. Considering the academicx, extra curricular and emotional baggage, I barely had content of focusing or even trying to balance.
Anyway, what do you think about the update? It's more like a filler chapter, yet it carries some crucial information regarding upcoming events which will unfold in the mid of the book.
Comment down your favourite dialogue or a scene. Make sure you drop a vote.
Loads of Love <3
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