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Shreya sat back on her own chair and went back to work after that. But for some reason, she couldn't really concentrate. Something was irritating her at the back of her head. It was almost like the itching sensation that you some times get at the center of your palm. The sensation wouldn't go away easily even when you scratch… rather the itching increases the more you scratch.

Shreya was having a similar situation… the more she tried to distract herself… the more it bothered her. The annoying part was that she did not even know what it was that was bothering her. All she know was that her intuitions were screaming at her to look out with her eyes wide open… that the answer is staring in front of her.

Finally, she got frustrated left all her files as is and went to make herself a drink. Just when she opened the refrigerator, her eyes landed on the painting all over again. Then Anand's voice rang in her ears all of a sudden…