How 'they' Destroyed Us !

In the heart of the city stood the magnificent Central Library, a timeless structure that had withstood the test of time, proudly preserving the world's knowledge and history. It was hailed as one of the first libraries ever built, a sacred place where countless stories and moments from the past resided.

Radha, a passionate lover of history, found solace within the library's walls. The weight of the centuries pressed upon her as she delved into the ancient texts, immersing herself in the lives and struggles of those who came before. Aryan, on the other hand, found his sanctuary in the realm of fiction, seeking adventure and imagination within the library's extensive collection.

Their paths converged one fateful day when Aryan stumbled upon a book titled "We Die, We Live," an enigmatic piece of literature with an unknown author. Intrigued by its mysterious allure, Aryan was captivated by the book's fictional account of a family living under the occupation of foreign forces, their lives cut short in tragic circumstances. Aryan cherished the book for its gripping narrative, while Radha treasured it for the historical insight it provided.

Within the library's hallowed halls, Radha and Aryan found not only a shared love for books but also an affection that blossomed between them. Their souls intertwined as they spent countless hours discussing literature, sharing their passions, and exploring the depths of their hearts. Aryan, deeply enamored by Radha, decided to express his love for her in a special way.

On a romantic evening, as the sun painted the sky with hues of gold, Aryan surprised Radha with a shimmering diamond ring. Its brilliance matched the sparkle in her eyes, a symbol of their love and commitment. Overwhelmed with joy, Radha embraced Aryan, knowing that their connection was as timeless as the stories housed within the library's walls.

However, one night, as Radha sat amidst the ancient manuscripts that chronicled the culture, life, and human civilization of their ancestors, a sense of unease settled upon her. The atmosphere felt strange, devoid of the usual sea breeze that whispered through the library's windows. The air grew heavy, as if anticipating an imminent change.

In a desperate attempt to protect the precious manuscripts she held dear, the ones that shed light on the lives of commoners and the great kings who had once ruled their lands, Radha carefully tucked her favorite book among the sacred scripts. Little did she know that this would be her final act on Earth.

As the night wore on, the tranquility of the library was shattered by deafening screams that echoed from the outside. Radha's heart raced as she gazed out the window, her eyes widening in horror. Flames engulfed the library, devouring the sacred haven of knowledge and memories. Unthinkable chaos ensued, with vandals hurling mocktails, breaking the very windows that had once allowed the sunlight to illuminate the pages of history.

In that moment, as the flames danced before her, Radha questioned whether it was worth sacrificing her life in such a revered place, where noble positions, memories, and the essence of countless lives resided. But it was too late to escape the engulfing inferno, too late to salvage the irreplaceable treasures that lay within.

The next day, Aryan arrived at the library, his heart heavy with a foreboding sense of loss. His eyes scanned the wreckage, searching for Radha amidst the devastation. And there, in the midst of the ruins, he discovered her lifeless body. Grief consumed him as he recognized the diamond ring he had given her, forever marking her as the love he had lost.

The library became their sanctuary, a place where they could pursue their passions and delve into the depths of their favorite books. Their love grew with every page turned and every shared moment among the ancient tomes. One day, Aryan surprised Radha with a shimmering diamond ring, a symbol of their love and commitment to each other.

In that moment, Aryan realized that their shared love for literature, history, and fiction had brought them together, but their destinies had been tragically torn apart. With a heavy heart, he bid farewell to Radha, vowing to carry their love and memories in his soul.

And so, the story of Radha and Aryan, entwined in love and literature, came to a heartbreaking end. The library's ruins stood as a testament to the fragility of human creations, reminding all who passed by of the fleeting nature of life and the importance of cherishing the stories that connect us to our past. In the ashes of the library, Aryan found solace in the memories they had shared, knowing that love, even in its most tragic form, leaves an indelible mark on our hearts.

To be continued with twists and turns.....