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Tryst of hearts

He hold my hand, he looked in my eyes,

I can't deny the feelings inside my soul,

For once in my lifetime, there was someone,

Who created this blister of storm inside my heart,

I tried and tried, but oh! I was so lost,

He created a turmoil of his own love,

It was fascinating and alluring to know,

That something so fragile and loving can even exist,

It was our rendezvous, to be lost in the bliss of love,

I called it as our Tryst of Destiny,

But he called it as our 'Tryst of hearts'

- Trishala. A .

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Hello there people, Finally an update in ages!!!! Missed me ;)

Apparently my exams are not yet finished, but I thought why not give you a surprise! So condsider this as your Christmas gift!
Lol I know its way too early....but you missed it right....

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I was standing ideally, staring at my old apartment building in front of me, which somehow looks like a haunted place and trust me, I'm not kidding.

The way the mahogany coloured doors were decked up, hiding the horrors of a one room kitchen apartment behind them, was quite depressing in itself.

Indeed I made a wrong decision; maybe I should rent another apartment because this eerie feeling was quite cataclysmic in my situation. Even my so called psychiatrist suggested living in some healthy environment.

But who cares! Certainly some old looking apartment won't be that bad, it can surely hold up to my plausible expectations, as they are quite low to reach out.

But I immediately regretted saying that, as soon as someone on the ground floor of the building closed their door out with a bang! yet not so peacefully, with a smack noise a handful of white cement fell off the lobby, giving the ceiling its very own carving of cracks, as I stared in horror.

Any minute

Any second

This house is going fall and I'm doomed.

Taking a huge gulp and with my new found confidence, I walked up the stairs leading me towards the next level of the apartment building, where my so called landlady lives.

Walking up the stairs was tiresome itself, as I have to be very sure of my footing on the floor as the wooden stairs have some huge holes in them, the wood was also quite old enough that your single misplacement of foot, can give you the ultimate experience of gravity acting on your body.

So tumbling and stumbling, I somehow reached the first floor of the building and knocked at the door of my Landlady.

At first I thought maybe some beautiful women in her early thirties will open the door, welcoming me with her very own warm smile, but boy I was so wrong...

There stands in front of me, a grumpy looking Japanese grandma, with her white locks and eyes which were so squeezed up that can make you believe that you've committed a brutal crime, wearing the traditional kimono there she stands glaring at me, Mrs Cordelia Chan.

Giving me her best death glare, she stared at me for some gruesome minute, perhaps I was mistaken, but then again every time Mr Henry talked about her there was certain bliss of happiness in which he talked.

It was quite natural for me, to think that Cordelia would be some beautiful looking young woman. I was having quite a high regard for her and was looking forward to meet her, but now I doubt that I would ever try to make friends with her.

But then again I never suspected Mr Henry liking someone so vengeful.

"Umm.....Good evening Mrs Cordelia Chan, I'm Kiara Gyon, your new tenant....Mr.Henry would talked about my arrival"

As soon as I mentioned about Mr Henry , the old hag's eyes widened, a peculiar looking smile imprinted on her nasty face, which can give you shivers of winter. Is this possible this little scary looking grandma, being paedophile.

Then again Mr.Henry was married right, so maybe it would be one sided relationship kind of stuff.

"Indeed, are you sure that HenaiChan send you here girl?", I stared at her for a good minute! Digesting the words she said...It felt like a jigsaw of puzzles itself, to make out sense of her words was quite a mystery for me at that moment. Thoughts like-

Who the hell is Henaichan?, was roaming inside my head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get you grandma-" but before I could continue any further, I was oh! So harshly poked by a Japanese fan straight, aimed straight at my ribs....

It was painful....I can very well tell that this old hag, surely knows how to puncture someone's ribs out, I was gasping for air like a fish on land.

"Moe Moe KiaChan it's Cordelia Chan for you and I'm talking about HenaiChan the one who send you here...."

Then it clicked me that she was indeed talking about Mr Henry! But why to add Chan after his name, that's the mystery that I don't really understand.

But wait a second did she called me Kiachan and what the freaking hell is Moe Moe...

"Uh....Right..... Mr Henaichan I guess he send me here....you know for renting the apartment beside you, renting like living in someone's else property by giving money"

I even did that money making hand gesture to make her understand, but I guess she didn't really liked my explanation because the next thing I know I was dismissed as a fly by her side.

"You are totally a retarded and an imbecile kid you know, I most certainly understand English and I also understand the meaning of renting an apartment, so just stop fooling around and come in"

Okay that was harsh!

So, rather than wasting my time thinking about the bluntness of our precious little Cordelia, I walked in her apartment, putting my guards down, ignoring my gut feeling of doom.

As I entered her house, I was awestruck; this woman was crazy there in front of me was a mini version of Japan.

Japanese sittings, Japanese lamps, wall arts in Japanese, Japanese dining table, traditional Japanese food, Japanese pots and dolls , even there were ancient Japanese swords hanging by the wall, and to my horror Granny Cordelia Chan was indeed polishing her sword with some peculiar looking green liquid, but her one sided coy smile can force you to rethink your decision entering the apartment by letting your guard down , is it possible that she is an assassin or worse a psycho killer granny who kills the innocent teenagers with some peculiar looking liquid and toss there dead body inside a river

No wonder this woman was able to recreate an ancient Japan in this small apartment room of hers.

"Umm.....It's alright Gran_-I mean Mrs Cordelia you look to be busy with your -" she jerked her sword up at me.

"Toys_ sharp and shining, harmless, skin piercing toys" I gulped hard and smiled at her nervously scratched that, I smiled at her because I want to save my sorry ass from getting chopped off.

"Oh Kiachan, why are you looking so pale, come in here have some green tea with me-, you certainly need some relaxation" ,still harshly cleaning her sword, she invited me in.

"A ... may be later...Mrs Cordelia.....better get going" I was oh so happily about to make my exit.

But the immediate command and action of sweet little Cordelia Chan made me stop.

" Stop!" A single word like that, won't hold any significance if it's not done by the way, that sweet little Cordelia Chan did, she jerked her sword in one swift move over the wooden table and at once the sharp blade pierced the wooden table into two.

Is she psycho, did she really pierced that table with her own sword in front of me, that granny really needs to learn how to control her shinny toys.

"Don't leave your elders alone Kiachan.....is that what your parents taught....how despicable"

I would have said that this was very rude of her to comment about my parents, but I love myself, so I certainly won't allow myself to do anything stupid.

"So tell me about yourself Kiachan, kind and handsome Henaichan told me about your arrival, but didn't mention much about you"

Kind and handsome little Henaichan...a nightmare......certainly a nightmare that I'm living right now......

"A....my name is Kiara Gyon, I'm 17 years old, orphan and joined Elite high on scholarship, I love old people, especially the Asian grannies, I totally adore them, and they are like the angels of earth, send by the god themselves" I quickly rumbled out, as she smiled at me cheekily, sipping the hot green tea, I really prayed that she buys my pleas not to kill me.

"Orphan....I see......aren't you a poor little thing"

Somehow her sympathy didn't even felt like sympathy at all, because she was again polishing her sword with some peculiar looking green liquid, and a strange smile was plastered on her face.

"As you are going to be here for a while, there are some ground rules which you need to follow, I better suggest to follow them carefully, if you don't want to die from a swing of Japanese sword listen to them because I can assure you that they are really sharp, they can even make you carry your own limbs"

It was complete madness....How come someone say such awful things by wearing an innocent grandma looking smile as if nothing is wrong. She is living example of Cruella De vil from Dalmatians'

"I understand, it is really difficult for you to survive alone in this cruel world....Kiachan., so in order to avoid any trouble I believe these ground rules will help you in some way...."

I looked at her face, trying to find out any evil mends of her in this, but nope she grinned at me like a newly born baby, yet scrutinizing me with her sharp eyes.

"Really what are those amazing ground rules, I'm looking forward to know more Mrs Cordelia Chan" I was being oblivious, but I can't miss out to play along with her, however dangerous or critical the situation was, it was fun to hear the evil sweet nothings from her mouth.

"Excited aren't we, I remembered a girl I rented a few years ago, she was just like you excited to live up her life, apparently things didn't turned out well, she got hooked up with drugs and all those bad stuffs you kids nowadays tends to do, so here's the first rule 'No hosting of parties' as teenagers really are into those stuffs, it's not like that I'm against it but you see it will disturb my precious sleep and then I would have those dark circles beneath my fair looking skin"

Speechless......I was complete speechless, how the hell she can get dark circles on her already wrinkled face?! I bet that God is like only two or three days older than her.

And as if there is enough space in the pea size of the apartment building that I could freaking afford a party, she really exaggerates the situation sometimes, besides the story of the girl perked in some curiosity within me.

"What happened to that girl?" I asked her back, but she smiled at me and looked at the window beside me, looking at the distance as if remembering the past she continued.

"She overdosed, found her body rotted beside a lake nearby, she was just eighteen years old you know",

I was horrified, somehow it made me guilty of my past too, I could also have ended up like her, if there wasn't my Jyaya and my doctor to look after me. I didn't remember when a stray of tear slipped out of my eyes, tickling its way down my cheeks.

But then the thing happened was Mr's Cordelia Chan apparently started laughing, perplexed by the situation I stared at her, trying to find the humour, which made her laugh so hard.

"Oh God! It's been so long that I haven't made a fool out of someone, but Kiachan you are really a good prey you know"

I immediately looked up at her wide eye, is she joking?

"You were lying?" I asked her back.

"Off course girl! you are really an easy prey, There was no girl as such, I was just testing the waters, but you are quite naive and besides I just realised I got a good acting skills, do you think, that I can get some roles in some chick flick movies, aren't they taking Asians in the movies nowadays to earn some extra money oversees, I mean that's what I have heard, maybe I can create a portfolio"

"Okay you were joking, hahahaha yeah sure you can make one" I nodded like a sheep at her, she was truly amazing, never seen an old hag like her.

"So where're we, yes Rules! so here's the Second rule, no little pets allowed, no doggies, no kittens, not even a pet goldfish allowed"

"Tell me Mrs Cordelia.....why so much hatred towards them" I dared to ask her a question but my stuttering didn't helped me to sound a little confident.

"Oh....is that what it sounds like :)" she gave me those fake hearty looking laugh, as she wiped a tear off her cheeks, this woman is something......

"They are really pretty little things I know, but once I rented my apartment to a boy with a pet chicken, perhaps because of my old age I craved for food, so I happen to slice his little pet with my very own sword"

Horror.......complete horror....Blast that! It was complete apocalypse. She is crazy.

"I hope you follow these simple ground rules, now get lost if you don't want to get pierced with this blade polished with snake's venom"

Immediately like a rocket on fire, I ran out of her haven of doom.

Not before taking a huge breath and quoting myself

"Trouble....Trouble....everywhere I go... oh man! Why it's always me"

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Greetings From the Bed of my Room *was it lame XD

Okay so let's try again

Greetings from the Bed of my House *that sounds better XD

*Me after updating this chapter 😈

(*evily grins)

So what do you think of Cordelia Chan isn't she a wonderful looking Granny! *coughs *coughs ;)

Here's a glimpse of Mrs Cordelia Chan in all her glory ;)

*p.s its not a nude pic, so get your heads out of the gutter XD

And I'm predicting that this is me after my each exams *okay I'm laughing now
XD

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