It was about three-quarters of an hour before the old woman began to speak softly.
“This ticket is not yours. Not for you either. You have been stealing this. Looks like a ruined Hindu temple. Something on the side looks like a big river. A female idol inside the temple. Angry face. A wall behind. The weapon on the statue is painted on the wall. ”
She was silent for a minute after that. The mystery man whispered. "I do not want to know where the ticket was. I want to know what is drawn on it, what if indicates. If it's a place, I want to know where it is."
Her face turned to the other side. But still her eyes were closed. She was silent for about seven minutes and then started talking again. “It’s getting cold. Glacial area. Looks like a huge mountain. The snow is as far as the eye can see. The biggest rock under the ice. A weapon on top of a rock. Just like the weapon in hands of the goddess in that temple. A cave beneath that rock. ”
The old lady who had been saying this suddenly stopped. Her face felt stunned. It was as if she had seen something and she did not believe it.
"What's inside that cave?"
“What a surprise. There is a man sitting in the cave. ”
The mysterious man who had expected everything the old woman had said so far did not expect this. He too was stunned.
"Who?"
"He is old. Dressed in orange at the waist. He closes his eyes and meditates. There is no other dress on the body. But even in this cold, his body did not tremble. ”
“Does anything else near him look any different? Any idol or an object ”
“No ”
“Look at him. Does it look different? ”
She said two minutes later. "What a surprise he didn't breathe."
"Is he still alive?"
“Yes. There is life in the body. Mmmm. Now he breathed once. It seems he breathes only once every several minutes. That too only one ”
He noted that message aside in one corner of the mind as something to think about, the mystery man asked the next question.
"Do you see any blackbirds above the cave?"
"No"
"How long is the weapon on the rock?" How many feet of snow does it cover? Can you say that? ”
"The weapon is a smaller one. The snow is covered up to ten feet.”
She could not focus further on the scene. She opened her eyes.
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Harini reached Master’s house at 10.55 am. She was wearing a beautiful cotton sari. Kristan said, “Don't wear jeans and everything, just wear a saree. That's the decent thing to do, and it should end there. " She only followed his advice. When asked what else she was going to ask, she said, “I will not tell you all that. Do you tell me everything? ”
Suresh looked at Karthi's girlfriend with interest. He knew in that look that she was smart and brave. The glasses she wore made her look stern. She introduced herself by folding her hands in respectful way. Suresh smiled and told her to sit down and went to the master and told him that Harini had come.
As soon as the master arrived Harini stood up and she touched her leg and bowed. The Master blessed her and looked through her to see if he could learn anything new about Karthi. Could not. All the incidents that he could learn about Karthi through her were the incidents before the enemy entered his mind. There is no way to know Karthi not only directly but also indirectly.
She was waiting for him to sit down. When he sat down she told him to sit down too. “Karthi has lectured me a lot. Speak with respect to him. Don't ask anything that offends him. He is my guru. He said so. That's why I cut him off and came alone. "
The master smiled as he remembered that Karthi had already told him she comes straight to the point.
"Would you be generous and ask what you feel like asking?
Harini asked her most important doubt. "I heard that you are going to teach him some yogic arts. Will you make him a sage like you? ”
The master smiled. He also remembered Karthi asking almost the same question hesitating whether his love would not hinder this study.
He asked her playfully, "Maybe if he wants to become a sage?"
She said with a small smile too. "I will come too. I will sit here and do satyagraha, ”
Master said with a smile. "He will not become a preacher like that. Do not be afraid. ”
Harini also smiled with satisfaction. “Good. He thinks his life is in danger. He is not saying it in open. Uday Anna said you are very powerful. Is it true that his life is in danger, Master? ”
"Yes"
She was worried. She sat in silence for a while and said emotionally and softly. “Master! He would often say that a person’s good karma will save an individual in their time of peril. If it Is true, his good nature will save him. He's always been good. If the prayer will save him then his mother’s prayers will always save him. Tell me if I can do something to save him. I will do it. ”
She did not speak because she was driven by the emotion of the season when many people think cinematically of love. The master understood that she loved him in the depths of her heart and asked firmly for that true love. He said quietly.
"If karma and prayer cannot save, nothing else can save an individual"
She thought for a moment and said. “No master. I feel like we can do something to save what we feel is a part of us. I think of him as a part of me. Sorry. It may be a mistake to talk about love to saint like you. But I said what I felt. "