The Promised Tomorrow

The old woman from last night was sitting in one corner looking like a lost kitten and Karuna involuntarily rolled her eyes upon seeing her . “This bitch sure knows how to act innocent ,” she mumbled to hers

id once the woman had left . He was a man in his late seventies with a thin frame , wrinkled skin that had the dryness of the desert, and a head with a low density of white hair . he w

ng her lips . “ She s

le-string instrument in his hands , at her . “ She said you th

aming me for her Precious Rupa’s

eatened to

that . What I s

f it would have been avoided with silence or

Yes . If she had kept quiet then it wou

tly said once she was at a hand’s distance , “ She can be cranky . We all know that

even before I was awake ?” She complained . “You ar

him . “ You remind me of your father . when he was young , his voice sounded similar

and speak my mind . if you don’t l

o where ?” He

leave and live comfortably in my own house . Away from dirt , sweat, and nuisances . And play my sitar only when I feel like

elf . “do as you wish but don’t get into an

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at ? Sa

t if she starts som

ere,” he said and again

f . She strutted outside once dismissed and found Manora

e say? Did he scold you a lo

?” Karuna said and took

from him . I have one for you as well .

s from now on . and he also suggested that I wa

wed to walk out on her. Nice… I’ll spread the word .” she

at build-up anger .” Karuna gri

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ideal cremation ground for the royals . Everyone was dressed in simple and white clothing with no accessories except for the King who stood at the temple entrance dressed in white embroidered clothes , a turban on his head with decorative tiny beads on it. while the rest of the high-ranking ministers were wearing turbans and

owers on top of it leaving his face to be the only visible part , which was pale and had black n bluish marks around his eyes , lips, and a few veins on his forehead . One other addition

stood bare feet , frozen with an aching heart while he examined his father’s face , all the spirit and warmth was replaced with hollow emptiness , the lively man full of passion now only existed in his memories. And another obvious difference was the g

riest said, handing a f

nched on the torch’s wooden handle and he had to fight the urge to scream . irrespect

sonnel from the palace as well as the King along with a few neighboring kings watched the pyre lit up in golden flam

rt ; the father who taught him everything from walking to holding a sword was being eaten up by fire right in front of him , the loss was big but the regret of how he couldn’t prevent it was bigger . the slow crackling of the fire as well as of the bones , the sizzling sounds as the skin melted off baring his father’s skull, and the pop sound that came before the abdomen ruptured r

well , brother “ IT was the King who continued staring into the pyre w

the heavy feelings his master must be experiencing to stand that close to the fire and not be bothered by the heat . for a moment he had thought of consoling Barun but the occasion didn’t allow him , a low-rank minister to stand as same as his former master. So instead he was looking for any sign or hin

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