The Legend from Runisia by Vishal Kadiri (the best ebook reader for android TXT) 📕

We heard a sound of a glass breaking, out of nowhere, spilled on the floor into tiny pieces. Both of us stopped, abruptly and awkwardly. We glanced sideways. Meghana; staring at us in surprise with her mouth wide open and jaw dropped. She broke the glass in shock. We got separated immediately, I was pulling my frock down and Rahim pulled his trouser and quickly buttoning himself.

‘Sorry! Sorry! Guys. I didn’t mean to.’ Meghana left the place covering her eyes.

Chapter X

15th August, 2011.

A breeze flutters from the open windows, stirring the locks of my hair that have fallen underneath the flowing curtains, daylight flaps to drain away and sky is barely visible in the fading light. The drizzle drops sliding through the window rims, birds hiding in their nests protecting their kids. Meghana entered the room with a warm cup of coffee.

‘Good morning, Aditi’ I awkwardly received the coffee from her, still embarrassed about the last night. I didn’t want her to think otherwise and wanted to clarify that there is nothing between me and Rahim.

‘Meghana, Yesterday…’

She placed her hand over my lips ‘Don’t. I understand,’ gets up and reaches the window, playing with the droplets ‘Don’t ruin your experience, by explaining me the reasons behind it. I know you weren’t with your Rahim. It was some other person.’

Our own mind mess with us sometimes. It traps us in the situation which we never ask for. Last night, was a mistake taken in haste, but a beautiful one. I was thirsty for love. I don’t want to give reasons to myself, but still cannot stop thinking about it in two ways. Enjoying the warmth of a cup of tea around her presence. My life has changed after Rahim got swapped with the other one. I got a friend. I spent the night I was craving for years. When I made love to Rahim, I used to feel like lying on a deathbed waiting for my soul to just fly away.

Meghana was talking to Siraj on the mobile, informing him about the details from last night. Hope with Rahim’s help we diffuse the bomb today. Many lives will be saved. Police will not arrest him, when they realise, he is the insider info of Meghana and later can be summed up by the Parallelism theory. I have faith, everyone will recognize his efforts.

*****

Ashok sticked the blueprints to a whiteboard in his drawing room, Rahim had circled five places in the museum and connected all the them to the centre of the museum.

‘Why are those circles connected towards the centre?’

Rahim raised his marker to speak, but Ashok placed his hands-on Rahim’s shoulder ‘let me explain, you observe, if I understood’ smiled at Rahim and continued.

‘According to the diary, Rahim concludes that Rahim of our universe is following the same pattern of bomb execution which he followed in a hospital in Syria.’

The eyes dimmed. ‘Ok?’ I didn’t completely get that, but still trying to get through the plan.

‘There will be five bombs hidden in the outer perimeters of the museum. All of them are somehow gets connected to the heart of the museum. He turned to Rahim ‘Am I right? Rahim?’

‘Exactly’ continues to speak ‘So, once we figure the locations of all the five bombs, we need to disconnect all of them at once. It will disintegrate the power of the core bomb, if not all diffused at once, it may auto-execute and blast.’

‘This is crazy!’ Meghana interrupting the conversation.

Rahim sighs back ‘Hear me, out. There is also another way. If we find the location of the core bomb, we may eject all others at once.’

‘Then, let’s find the core bomb itself?’

Rahim cuts me out ‘There is a catch in that, core bomb is not so easy to find. Rahim planned this out very cleverly, even if someone tries to detonate any bomb in the web, it could switch on the other one.’

Meghna stared in disbelief. ‘How do you know? All of this?’

‘He did the same for Syria Bombing’ confidently, ‘Here, you can read in this journal entry. The bomb took off, when the bomb squad tried to diffuse one of the bombs, they found.’

Ashok checked, ‘What made you think, he would the same here?’

‘He nicknames his bomb executions, he named Syria Bombing as “Centrifugal” and mentioned in another journal, that he has setup everything according to Centrifugal.’

I totally understand it now, ‘You are right, Rahim. I believe you’ I don’t know, why I said that. Do, I really believe him?

Meghana informs ‘Siraj, already started, ill message him the details you shared.’

‘Let’s get going, guys, we have a bomb to diffuse.’

*****

I and Rahim are hardly maintaining eye contact on our way to the Museum. We both were quiet half the way. After the night, we didn’t speak to each other. We didn’t have to. He looked at me twice, hesitant to converse with me ‘I’m sorry, Aditi. I was drunk last night and not in my senses’ he broke the silence.

‘It’s okay, you were the only one drunk. Not me.’ I replied.

‘If I misbehaved with you?’

‘I don’t want to talk about it. Please’ I said, cracking my knuckles gazing at moving buildings ‘Can we just let the night be, the way it was.’ I don’t want to name that memory as a mistake. He didn’t utter a word after. Ashok and Meghana, are smiling secretly, to break the inconvenient bond, Ashok diverts the conversation ‘Rahim, I just have one more question, regarding the Centrifugal execution.’

Meghana and I also waiting for the question, I myself have hundreds of them. ‘What if no none of us could diffuse any bomb, could the blast still happen?’

‘As per the diary,’ he affirms to each one of us ‘He himself, made the call to authorities about the bombing, then the squad arrived and unknowingly turned it on. What if that happens again, what if someone from his group does that, as Rahim is not