chapter 3

As she thought she's dead now, from her left side, she felt someone taking breath, she felt as if someone is watching her. She opened her eye's just like everyday, she thought to herself, 'It might not be all different even after the death', but when she opened her eye's, she finally realized that it wasn't same at all.

Two deep black eye's were staring at her silently. Looking at his face, she felt him somewhat familiar. No matter how much scared she was , there's no way she could look away. Few seconds passed by as they stared into each other's eye's, just when she finally came to her senses, she almost screamed, but he covered her mouth, and whispered, "Are you an angel?"

But as she remembered about last night, it confused her even more and she abruptly stood up and sat on the other bed, of her roomie.

"how? Who are you?", she stuttered as she asked him ignoring her confusion she finally sat down and took a long breath.

" Well, I'm here, so you must know who I am? and looking at the room and pics, guess, it's your room. So how I am here?", he asked her back, sitting properly facing her.

She responded calmly, "And that's what I'm asking you. How you are here in my room?"

"How am I supposed to know that? cause as much as I remember last night I was in my room?"

Instead of responding to him, she mumbled to herself, "Wasn't I supposed to be dead?"

"what?", he looked at her with a confused look, despite her voice being low, because those two were the only one's in the room, he was able to hear her voice. and he continued, "Dead?", Then his eye's traveled to her wrist of left hand, she followed his eye's, at first she thought, that it must be open wound, but it surprised her as she saw, a red line in the place of the cut.

subconsciously, looking at her wrist, he hided his left hand's wrist by his full sleeves of shirt. She followed his actions curiously, but then something caught her attention, as she stopped him, and pulled up his sleeves, to see that same red line on his left hand too.

They both stared into each other's, eye's curiously. Breaking eye contact, puja asked him "h..how? I mean when?", and looked up to see his face. Just then she realized, these are the same deep black eyes which she saw yesterday, and somehow understood, why did she felt like he's same as her?

"last night", looking at his wrist, he caressed the red line which he have in the place of a cut.

she looked at him, then his wrist, "same", she responded, as she looked at her own wrist.

He lifted his head up and asked in confusion, "What?"

she turned her head up to see him, and replied, " I did it too, last night". Despite exchanging only few words, both of them understood that they are same in a way.

As he wasn't saying anything, to break the awkwardness, she joked, and lifted her hand toward his, "doesn't it look same?", hearing her question he forwarded his hand towards her, as their hands suddenly touched each other, they got flushed, but when they looked down on their hands, both of them, blinked twice and looked again down at their hands, then again at each other and then they again looked at their hand.

To see, a small thin thread forming on their hand, from wrists to their ring fingers and stopped at the place where we wear a ring and formed a shape of ring. But then, when they separated their hands, those red threads vanished. To clarify it, they both attached their hands again, and again a thin red thread formed, like before again it vanished when they separated their hands. As if a child's play, unknowingly they attached and separated their hands, again and again. Every time they did that, they would always see a red thread.

As they stopped doing it, they both started laughing. and then he joked, "Isn't it just like that myth, they call it, red thread of destiny?", he said it jokingly but the meaning behind that sentence was too deep to handle, for both of them, as they both calmed themselves down.

Then he said, " Jia'er zhou"

"what"?, puja asked in confusion at his suddenly revealing his name.

To that he answered, "My name is jia'er zhou and I'm from china, a singer"

"OH, You does look like a celebrity.", he looked up to her when she complimented him. "Ahem, I'm puja gaitri, a medical student. And the place you are now at is India"

"hmm, Wait, what? India?", as she revealed the country's name, it took him by surprise, "But, I was in china last night, in my apartment. Then how I'm here, not like it's just a different city, it's a fucking different country."

"What? No actually wait, if we think about your sudden appearance in my room, then I don't think it's that surprising for you to be here.", she continued, "What's happening?"

"I don't know either, wasn't I supposed to be dead by now?", he said nonchalantly.

To that hurriedly puja replied, "Don't say it like that", as soon as she said it, she realized that it's not her place to tell him that. Not only did she did the same thing but also she have no right to say so, as they've just mate each other.

"what?" he asked, "wasn't you trying to kill yourself too?"

"I was, but it's kind of weird to hear from someone else that they are supposed to dead"

"Guess, you are right, neither do I want to imagine you dead."

To that sentence of his, something lit in her, something which she could feel but couldn't explain, it felt warm, it felt like happiness which she didn't felt for a long time. But she isn't the only one who's feeling that way, and jia'er himself realized it too, these feelings are too good to be true for him. But he was enjoying himself after a long long long time.

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Red Thread of Destiny: some people might say that it's just a myth and nothing real, but for me, it's more than real, well that's what I believe in.

This two characters, jia'er and puja, are one of them who are attached by red threads. But due to some events as they got into depression and tried to end their life, god made them come together, before it was even their time.

Tell me, what do you think about these myth? Do you believe in it or not?