THERE IS NO STORY TO TELL ABOUT

*Soon she realised that she was dreaming.....and now she was not in any wedding but she was in this deserted land .....where there was a little girl infront of her nagging to tell her about the painting .....and a little far away from her stood the people....a few were sad ....those were the one who knew what it was ....and few were curious....and those were the one who weren't there and now they want to hear it out....*

little girl:"Amunet....tell me....who is this "

Amunet:"it is....*breaking voice*....it is .....I don't know *turn cold suddenly *

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little girl:"huh... Amunet you won't tell will you??"

Amunet:"there is nothing to tell about the painting....it is just*looks at the book*...give me the book back I guess it is making you use your brain cells in the things that you should not....give it back here*extends her hands*"

Little girl:" *hold the books back*....no ....if you don't wanna answer its okay I can find it on my own*angry*"

Amunet :"there is no need of all those things ....you give me back the book"

Little girl:"no *runs away*"

*the little girl runs away with full of speed .....she moves into her room locks the door carefully *

*she carefully placed the book on the table, found a chair.....to sit and started looking at the book*

*it seemed like a very old book...it was written by amunet .....back then as far as the girl knew the ink was not something normal People could afford and the book was also the same .....it was very expensive only the ones of the royal family were allowed to have books and studies...many memories gushed into her brain..she was refused to be given any book or ink from the shopkeeper...this little girl had a problem ...the problem was that she was not a member for to family or neither she was a family of some high officials

hence it was impossible for her to read this book .... she took the book in her hand opened the locks and ran back to the place.....there...now there was only amunet sitting in the sand with tears in her eyes.... all the other people standing there were no longer seen they were gone ...the little girl did not understand what happened there....in her absence but she knew something was off.....*

*she walked up to amunet slowly holding the book ..... she placed her hands on amunet shoulder.....*

*Amunet noticed this and looked up at her....there was a faint sad smile when she saw her*

*the little girl smiled back....she placed the book infront of amunet *

little girl:"amunet it is yours . sorry for my reckless behaviour earlier...take it back ...it should be with the one it really belongs to ....and that is you...."

Amunet:" you can keep it"*cracked voice*it is of no use for me now. ....

little girl:"huh.....*suddenly*amunet....can I ask you something"

Amunet:"hmmm"

little girl:"why were you heading that way when the temple is in this side."

Amunet:"*silent*

little girl:"I know you don't want tell but it's okay ...."

Amunet:*silent**looking at the endlessly desert*

little girl:*silent*

*both were silent as if they were talking to each other in their minds ....but in the outside they were silent sitting on the sand looking at the endless desert ....

.one's eyes had curiosity ,the curiosity of knowing things unknown .....and the other eyes had pain ....the pain of unknown to others but a very familiar pain to her heart*