Somewhere along the faint lines that had grown deeper through the ages, she winced. There was nothing extraordinary about her. Even the simplest girl Iíd ever come across hadnít been so simple. Dressed sparsely in a loosely hung skirt and an old garment that resembled more like a rug, she tried to keep her gaze with her mysterious lover. The gleam in her eyes were bright red as the golden spectrum that was displayed across the beautiful horizon. And as she tried keeping up with the fury of itís almost hypnotic stare, she heard the distant cries of the birds as they scrambled hurriedly towards home. Soon it would be nightfall and little Tani would have nothing to herself but the silver moon brightening the heavenly sky alongwith his children, the stars. Ambling along in circles on the parched roof of the old fort was here daily chore. It was the one place that gave her peace and happiness. Away from the noise of the streets and the melly of people that flocked the little market at the center of the village that she lived in. She never liked the market or the village and the people in it. They had treated her with much disgust on finding out that she was a bastard of an English sahab from one of the local women. The mother was of course long gone into the nether world upon discovery of the truth about little Tani. She was alone.There were times when she wanted to cry out aloud and ask why she had to live through such a fate. But time had made her tough. She was eleven years old now, alone in this little village that was surrounded by the humdrum of the daily activities of the city. She did not know much outside the village. The high-rises far in the horizon had always fascinated her and wondered what it would be like to live in one. They looked strong and powerful. They were so powerful that they pierced the sky when it came down upon them in winter.
But today, there was something that was pleasant. Something that made her heart skip with youthful playfulness. She had come down to that same old parched roof of the old fort that she once sat upon looking into the horizon fascinated by the setting sun. The years had gone by so swiftly, and as she sat there upon that roof once again, her little daughter Tani, sat down beside her and watched enchanted by the beauty of the setting sun in the horizon.
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