The short boy left the place leaving the two frozed person behind. Sara's schoked gaze broked when she saw Shubman stumbling at his feet , she caught him in swift motion.

"Shubman open your eyes please. "

Sara's voice mixed with worry and desperation came out like a meek void. She somehow managed to drag Shubman and made him sit on a near by bench , and left only to bring water for him.

After sometimes when Shubman was a bit better he chocked on his first sob , followed by several more and ended up fully breaking down. Even Sara had tears forming in her eyes. She sat there helplessly not knowing how to console the crying boy.

Suddenly Shubman clutched Sara's hand tightly , looking up Sara saw his red tired eyes but there was an unknown emotion this time.

Sara , Ishan is mine and I will get back what's mine.

This determination of Shubman was something new.

Sara couldn't help but ask...

"That's good but what happened Suddenly?"

Nothing just enough of these bullshits. I know I have fucked up really bad but that's our personal matter , right? We are gonna solve it personally.

It seemed like Shubman is still thinking that Ishan was faking the act but Sara isn't blind.

"No Shubman, I think it's serious. He wasn't faking it. I thi---

I know Sara. I know that. I know him more than anyone else. I saw the honesty in his eyes. I know those eyes can never lie.

Sara was schoked but said noting.

"So you have a any plan?"

Shubman kept silent for some minitues...

I think we have only one option.

"What?"

Let's come tomorrow and enquire here. Kisi na kisi ko pata hoga uske thikana.

Sara nodded as it sounded like a sensible plan.

Next morning they almost came running in the mandir , but they had to wait as the morning puja was going on. Sara was emerged in the serene atmosphere on the other hand Shubman being Shubman was stomping his foot restlessly , Sara elbowed him to keep silence.

As soon as the puja ended they started their enquiry. But none gave any positive answer. When they almost lost hope a pujari asked them to go to the main pandit.

Thakur, apni ki  Ishan name kauke chenen?
(Thakur, do you know anyone named Ishan?)

Shubman asked with the last string of hope.

Pandit ji was a bit schoked at first but then smiled beautifully.

"Ishan , amar khub priyo. Kintu keno boloto?"
(Ishan is my fabourite , but why do you want to know?)

Apni ki janen o kothai thake ?
(Do you know where he lives?)

Shubman's voice was full of desperation.

But this time Pandit ji didn't ask any question and gave him the adress.

After thanking him, Shubman and Sara were about to leave but stopped at pandit ji's voice....

"Baba tumi khub valobaso na oke?"
"Beta, you love him a lot, Don't you?)

Shubman's steps halted.

Pandit ji again smiled...

"Chokh kokhono mitthe bole na."
(Eyes never lie)

They almost reached at the address. Shubman's heart beat was increasing at each step. Finally they saw a light sea green small house , small yet beautifully decorated. Shubman was hesitating in knocking , sensing his distress Sara knocked gently. After 2-3 knocks a man all tall as Shubman opened the door.

Before Sara could say anything Shubman's voice boomed....

Mayank??

The later was bewildered too but soon his expression changed into a fierce one as if he was ready to face Shubman someday. As if he knew Shubman would come.

"Get out of here Shubman. GET OUT!!"

Mayank listen to me once please.....

"Aur keheka hay keya ha tere pas? Ek bar Ishan ki zindegi barbad karke santi nehi mili tujhe?"
(What more you have to say? Didn't you get peace after destroying Ishan's life once?)

Mayank's words were venomous as hell. Befotr Shubman could say anything Mayank continued...

"Tu yah tak aya kayse ha? Kahi to santi de us bechare ko?"
(How did you even reach here? Atleast let that poor boy live in peace somewhere.)

Woh kal hum mandir--

Mayank again cutted him...
"Mandir? Mujhe peheli hi samajhna chahiye tha Ishan itna bechayn kyu ho raha tha kal se? Tu aya nehi ki usko takleef dena suru kar diya..ha?"
(Temple? I should've guessed it that you are the reason behind Ishan's restless behaviour since yesterday?"

The last line made Shubman's heart bleed. He looked down to hide his tears.

" please, mister you are misunderstanding us...."

Sara interrupted even tho she was totally confused.

Mayank's gaze shifted from Shubman to Sara. He checked her from head to toe then gave a sarcastic smile....

"Oh! To tum ho Shubman ki biwi. Khusurat ho. Shubman tu to keya khiladi nikla bhai...."
(Oh! So you are Shubman's wife. You are beautiful. Shubman, you are such a player man...)

Shubman was about to defend himself and Sara....

GET OUT SHUBMAN. DON'T COME NEAR MY BROTHER.

Mayank banged the door on their face. But can you blame him?

No, absolutely not.

He has seen Ishan's condition through these years. Moreover he has seen Ishan's restlessness yesterday at Shubman's mere presence which is strictly prohibited for his health.

Shubman and Sara turned around when they heard a soft female voice....

"Aap log unki bato ka bura mat manna woh Ishan ko leke thora sensetive hay."
(You guys , don't mind his words. He is a bit sensitive about Ishan)

Turing around they saw a tall, beautiful woman in her early 20s standing there with a soft smile.

"Keya hum kahi baithke bat kar sakte hay? Mujhe aap logo se kuch kehena hay."
(Can we have a conversation somewhere? I have something to talk to you)

The woman said again....

Sara came out of her daze and replied politely.

"Sure...but you?"

"I am Mayank's wife , Aditi."

Look , what I found...

When you can see Ishman everywhere 😭🙌. This is so Ishman coded man.

P.S: well , I know there are many loop holes but I just don't want to stretch the already stretched plot anymore and I the loopholes around Sara's character will be cemented eventually.

Also, have a good news.

I got a chance in my dream college , Jadavpur. I am going to be a Jadavpurian. My subject is history.

Those who know this college , knows how big this is.....

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Enjoy....