Monday, August 14, 2017

Chapter 24:- The Development

She just experienced a wave of emotions...and before she could compose herself, she got assigned a task she dreaded!

“There are certain steps you need to perform and understand before your aura gets activated.”
I gave a uncertain nod as she continued.
“Please lie on the bed.” Ms. Maria Gold ordered curtly, extending her arm towards a plain white sheeted bed. It was awkward having to lie down in front of a person you barely knew.
“Okay, so listen to me very very carefully Roshni.” Ms. Gold warned as soon as I lied down.
“You are going through The Development, and any interruptions may lead to disastrous mishaps…” She cautioned before taking a deep breath.
“Think of a person who plays a major role in your life. A person who you can visualize in both your identities; Roshni Walia and Maharani Ajabde Punwar. Think of a person whom you can trust, no matter what; and please be true to yourself here. A person who has hurt you but cares for you too. A person you care for. Reminisce all those memories and moments spent with that specific person. Maintain your focus.” She spoke in a hypnotizing tone, emphasizing on each and every word. Her words reminded me of him. It made me visualize him…the person whom I hated the most but couldn’t stop thinking about. A person whom I knew for just seven months…just seven months! How could someone be so influential to be able to shatter you! His constant teasing, and convincing that followed. His gleeful smiles every morning, along with a few ignorant looks now and then that brought me on my nerves. His not-so-funny jokes and his sudden serious talks. Those soft stares during shoot which changed to hard ones filled with hatred on our last day. I gulped down a huge lump formed in my throat as my hands made their way to squeeze each other once again. Maria Gold’s words reminded me of the not-so-great FAISAL KHAN!
Ms. Gold could probably sensed the anxiety in me and so she asked, “Who is it?”
“Fai-Faisal…” I barely whispered in tremble as my eyes stayed shut.
“As in your co-star Faisal Khan?” She confirmed.
I nodded without saying a single word. Suddenly, anger rushed through me…how could I think about a person who gave me nothing but grief and pain? How could I possibly hate and care a person at the same time?! I could feel the fury boiling in my veins as my head grew heavy.
“Roshni!” Ms. Maria gasped in amazement. “Look at yourself!”
My eyes shot open and I stood up to look at myself in the mirror standing in front of me. This was probably the biggest shock of my life….way bigger than all the surprises I had gotten in the past. The person which the mirror reflected was definitely not me.  My look had once again changed completely.
My long hair was tied up in a high ponytail, but no longer remained just black. Instead, I had red highlights, which I thought to be pretty cool. Orange and silver eyeshadow adorned my eyelids. With jet black winged eyeliner, I looked brave. With a tinge of red lipstick, my makeup looked complete. Then, my eyes observed my attire. I wore a silver armor which covered my body and three-fourths of my arms, leaving the lower half bare. It fitted so perfectly, as if this was made for me. My hands were wrapped in Silver strands, acting like a protection cover for me. My attire also consisted of orange leggings and silver boots which came up to my knees. I wore a red cape that flew constantly, making me feel so powerful. I noticed that these were the colors of my aura…my aura!
Silver, Orange, and Red glittered around me, forming a frame around my body. The outline was so strong and bright, yet it felt nothing to me. I never imagined I would look like this. My hands brushed my attire as I felt the new me…the actual me!
“Roshni!” Ms. Gold gasped again, bringing me out of my trance.
“You look so….beautiful! Trust me, I have never seen someone as different and unique as you!”
“How did this happen?” I managed to say. Suddenly, fear blanketed me; would I be able to face my parents…my sister now? Would I be able to live with them? As soon as these thoughts entered my brain, my aura started to diminish. I could see it fade away as I tried to grab hold of it. Simultaneously, my armor vanished to, transforming back to the casual clothes I was wearing.

“Roshni, calm down…everything is fine and under control.” Ms. Gold pacified.
“But, how did this..” I left my sentence incomplete, fear rising through me.
“This was because of your fear... I had asked you to remember someone with the descriptions I gave, and you did…you remembered your co-star Faisal Khan. He is your strength…which is why your aura lighted up. As soon as your aura started to activate, your attire changed to, transforming you from Roshni Walia to Ro.Dee; a combination of Roshni and Ajabde. So, Faisal is like your starter energy source. Your aura will get activated whenever you think about him. However, as soon as you start to get mentally weak, in forms of fear, anxiety, or depression, your aura will leave you. You have to stay strong, Roshni! You have to keep the anger ignited!” She concluded.

“So, remembering him is the only way to activate my aura?” I asked to which she nodded.
“However, there is something you have to do as well. Look at your right wrist.” She ordered.
Indeed, there was a tattoo embedded on the inside of my right wrist. It resembled a silver trident, yet looked a bit different. I scrutinized my eyes to decode what my tattoo meant. My eyes grew wide on what I say. A small red sun blended in the middle of Shiva’s weapon which looked like the Mewar flag. The two other prongs of my tattoo had two words imprinted in Hindi; RoSal and PrAja. I was amazed to see just a small picture hold so much significance!
“Roshni, your work hasn’t ended just yet….in fact, it has just started.”
My eyebrows creased in a frown as she answered my unasked question.
“Your first task is to get him here…get Faisal here.”


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