Chapter 9: The Meeting
Abhay’s P.O.V
Since I had gotten up well before sunrise, I decided to first clean up and then quickly changed into some loose fitting pants and a T-shirt and pack up my camera so I could head to the desert for some shots of the sunrise. I brushed on my way out and caught a motor van ride into the desert along with some other men and women who were heading to Jaipur. I was also able to get a cup of piping hot tea on the way along with some biscuits that I enjoyed in the cool morning breeze as the motor van left the cemented town road and entered the bumpy desert road.
I found a suitable place to get off and waved the other passengers goodbye as I hoisted my backpack over one shoulder and headed toward the desert to find a suitable spot for taking pictures.
Once I’d found a spot, I set my backpack down and began taking pictures of the sun as it rose above the dunes at first with an orangish-pink hue and then slowly turned bright yellow. It was a magnificent view and thankfully, a herd of camels decided to pass by me at the same time and I asked the man in charge to help pose with his camels for a shot or two.
By the time I was done taking photographs, it was almost eight in the morning and the heat had began to rise. I wiped some sweat from my brows and took out my water canteen to take a few sips of water before I headed back. But when I finally packed up my backpack and looked around, all I saw was sand dunes for miles on end without a single trace of a camel or a van to help me get back to the village.
“Oh, shit!” I slapped my palm against my forehead in dismay. I might have gotten here easy but I hadn’t even thought about how I’d get back to the village without any help. As far as I remembered, I wasn’t that far out of that village, maybe a couple kilometers at best…but in which direction was it again? The sand was confusing my sense of direction and I hadn’t even bothered to bring my compass with me!
Wait a minute! I still had my phone! Fishing it out of my pocket, I flipped it open and called the hotel I was staying in, but no one picked up the phone. Just my goddamned luck!
“Wait, jiji!”
My head snapped up at the direction of the voice. There was someone else here! A woman, most probably two. They could help me find my way back! Or maybe they have a camel or something that I could ride? I didn’t want to get my hopes up but when I heard that voice again, I was sure that I wasn’t alone. Someone was coming from behind one of the sand dunes and by the direction of the voice, I could tell that they were heading towards me. So I stayed put and hoped for the best.
Her hair came into sight first but no one would be able to tell by the way they blended so beautifully with the white sands in front of her. Today, she was wearing a ghagra choli in deep blur and sky. The glass embroidery work in her ghagra caught the light of the sun and reflected it on the sand, making it look like the sand around her was glowing. For a second my heart stopped as her icy blue eyes scanned the area around her and then finally landed on me.
The temperature dropped by several degrees and I felt like I was back inside my dream in that snow covered landscape, looking back at the white wolf with the same blue eyes. Something passed between the two of us right then and there, something I had no clue about. But I felt it to my bones, the connection, the attraction and the tension. And by the way her eyes stared me down; I knew she felt it too.
“Jiji, why do you always-huh? Who are you?”
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