𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐡 𝐤𝐚 𝐛𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐤𝐨 𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐞.

Have you heard this idiom?

It means, if someone who got lost in the morning comes back home in the evening, he is not called lost.

I have no personal enmity from this idiom, but tell me why I had to remember this idiom when I literally had the worst fate.

I ran from the house, came to the market. Then ran from the market, came to the alley. Then ran from the alley, and now came to the house?

Why, just why?

Why do I have the worst fate, when I needed peace, I didn't get it. When I just needed to get back home, I got attacked by some stupid-whatever that thing was.

Then I got stuck in this drama, possibly kidnapped. And then, some guy pulled me in a corner and because of him, I was attacked by a hecking dagger!

And then finally, I am back to the same place from where I started and now I can't even go back because if something happened once, it won't happen twice.

What did I even do for this to happen?

I want to cry, but I can't, infront of atleast 15 people and that girl and the woman who met me in the market, I can't.

The people give me weird looks, but I have the habit of getting them frequently so, I don't care.

That girl, who first spoke to me, looked at them and suddenly called me with a name I am not familiarised with.

"Divyanshi, why are you so careless? These people were just trying to help you." She said so sweetly, like I was someone she knew too well and she was trying to help me.

Unlike many people, her smile wasn't sickeningly sweet, so I allowed myself to think again about this process.

Had this been a kidnapping, would they have allowed her to leave the room. This place looks like a genuine neighborhood near market type place, but the doubt I have in my mind does little to increase now, and possibly decreases.

"I am really thankful for all of your efforts to find my sister, and I assure you, she will be fine in some days. Thank you, you may go to your home, it needs much rest after the vigorous exercise." She smiles at them, and they slowly dispersed, some went after smiling at me or nodding at the middle aged woman beside the girl, but some simply go away without turning an eye on me or her.

She turns around to face me, and says, "Let's eat, then we'll talk. You seem to get the wrong idea about us."

Everyone goes inside, but the girl stays, looking at me.

I get the signal and walk inside.

"This way."

She says as I start to wander and then stand in the middle of a room.

I walk inside, and sit at the long fabric spread neatly on the ground.

Looking at the roads and types of houses and this, I assume that this is a village which isn't very much noticed by the government or people.

I thought they were going to- I mean, I didn't guess what they were going to do with me but I thought they were going to do something more aggressive than just glancing at me time to time.

No one speaks a word to me or among themselves while eating, but after we are done and the clothes are arranged on those shelves again, the girl comes towards me.

Time to concentrate really hard, I guess.

"A𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺," the girl said and placed a hand on my cheek affectionately. What the hell? "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩."

She says and steps aside, granting me way to move out.

I am not really sure what she said, but some words she said during the short speech were familiar to me.

I understood - run, you, bad, we are not, doubt, free, go, wish.

That's a really random choice of words my brain learnt in all those Sanskrit classes, but here I am to face them with only these words to understand them.

Okay fine, let's do the best with these.

For running, you are bad. But we are not, do you have some doubt? You are free to go where you wish. Something like that?

Or.... You ran away. We are not bad, if you have doubt, free to go as you wish. That?

The second one sounds more related by the words the she spoke, but that can't be correct, or can it be?

Somehow, I feel that there is more danger outside than inside - one example that I just saw - so stand in the same.

And after seeing that, the girl gestures me to a room, it was the same one I ran from.

She also walks in behind me and sits infront of me, I also sit.

I feel nervous like I am giving the first interview of my life, although I don't know the feeling as I haven't given on in my whole life, but I think I can relate now.

She points at herself first, and says, "Dhritika."

Then points at me and gestures for me to say my name. I wasn't dumb to say my real name, so I say a name I had heard when I had just regained consciousness.

"𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢."