karan came home late that day. After his encounter with her, he was feeling too dizzy to ride his bike. Flashes of images formed in front of his eyes . In some images, he could have sworn that he had seen his deceased mother weaving a woolen sweater and a little girl was gazing at him from the other side of his mother. 'the little girl'. Since now, every flashes he have had contained her images. Her vague voice calling her from a distance. Like this morning, when he was blankly staring into the mirror and tears rolled up his eyes when he saw the scar. He didn't know why he had cried. Is it because it was raining outside?

"I think the girl has something to do with your past. " the doctor continued "She maybe a cure..... because..... before today nothing except the rains and your late parents' picture has been able to give you visions. Get a talk with her." "What?!?! Doctor she is a peculiar woman!!!I can't put up with her!"Karan blurted out. "she is your only medicine to cure your memory loss. It's for your own good Mr.Karan. I think you should give it a try." the doctor continued " who knows what else you may discover from your past ??"

After a long consultation with his doctor, Karan finally decided to approach her tomorrow morning. Maybe the doctor was true. What if he gets a clue to know who this sweet little girl was? It was mid June.....the morning would make it to the Northern hemisphere soon.....,won't it?

(please read the previous chapters if you like my theme)