“You, you guys should come and see for yourself,” Ankit urged them, and after Roshni gave her acquiescence, the three of them were quickly flying off towards Arjun’s Amaltas.
If last time it was all shriveled and barren, then the condition of that tree as it came in to their sight now was even worse! Rot had set in the trunk; worms and termites were crawling all over it, eating it from the inside; while on the ground, near the decayed stinking base lay Arjun, turned a ghastly shade of blue and shriveled to the size of a midget.
“What in the world has happened here?” cried Roshni as she quickly went down to her knees by Arjun’s side, horrified at the state she found him in.
“Hey, where have you been all this while?” a debilitated Arjun asked in a weak voice, forcing a sad decrepit smile on his lips which had turned an icy shade of blue.
“How did this happen Arjun?” Roshni asked him, her voice on the verge of breaking as she picked up his shrunken head and placed it in her lap.
“Thi..s..” suddenly he fell in to a frit of coughs, and as he did, cold visible breaths came out of his mouth. “I..was..deceived..” was the pitiful wail that he uttered afterwards.
“Deceived?” asked an incredulous Ankit.
“y..yes..deceived..they..gave..me..a..mantra..that..helped..men..forget..
about their..grief..” And he coughed more, and then when he stopped, his eyes began to close.
“Don’t, don’t close your eyes! Come on hang in there,” Roshni wept, shaking him by the shoulders in an attempt to keep him awake.
“they..stabbed..me..in the back..” he bemoaned, and those were his last words, for afterwards his eyes closed fully, never to open again. His shrunken form then disintegrated in to tiny specks of blue stardust that at once flew off towards the firmament.
‘Star dust we came from, star dust we shall all become.’
And while the motes of Arjun’s remains began their journey for the cosmos, a loud creaking sound was heard coming from the trunk of that rotten Amaltas, and moments later it began its fall towards the road it had been overlooking for the past so many years, and as it fell, it smashed straight down in to an old Ambassador which was standing under it, turning the car who went by the name of Rosa in this world, in to an unsalvageable wreckage.
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