The crocks cooed early in the morning marking the arrival of next day. Amanya got up early and was perfectly fine. She felt more refreshed and relaxed, something she never experienced in her whole life; maybe she thought, her burdened was lowered temporarily and this care freeness brought her refreshment. She walked out from her room and saw Alok washing his face and getting ready for breakfast. She walked towards the kitchen and tried to help but was stopped by the maids. They reminded her that she is a guest and should be treated well. They suggested her for a walk and to enjoy the beauty of Sayyonee. She nodded and went outside standing in the courtyard, basking in sunlight and waited for Alok. The morning rays washed her face and she shined like a sunflower. Alok accompanied her and they took a scroll nearby. A small but beautiful village with almost twenty five to thirty families. Peaceful in all terms and enjoying their life in harmony. At some point she felt envious of Alok and his innocent childhood. Alok brought her to his father's farm, the biggest one in Sayyonee. Near to the farm was a small cooperation of collecting and refining milk and making of butter, one of the biggest income of Sayyonee village. They sell these milk and butter to nearby villages and buy their necessities in return. She was enjoying the morning and was feeding the cattle. A maid came to them and notified that the breakfast is ready. They went back to his house and had breakfast. It was predominated by diary products and the fresh smell of milk and butter made her day. She was enjoying the slow paced eating which she never experienced in life. The breakfast was followed by a sweet milk dessert. After their breakfast she was led to a small courtyard only some meters away from village chief's house. She walked in and saw some elders seated and Alok's father, the village chief sitting in the middle. She understood; it's a small village panchayath. She stood in front of them and Alok was standing near the door. An elder asked her, " Girl, who are you and where are you from?"
She blinked her eyes smiled and said in a humble voice," Greetings to all the respected elders present. I am Apeksha. I am a dancer and from the Hirangan Kingdom." Actually she thought of all the questions and prepared the answers for them beforehand after weighing all the pros and cons with regards to the situation in Amai and Sayyonee. To be precise, she was in a tipsy state when they found her and she was not sure if they noticed her way of speaking. So she thought of saying truth but in a twisted way.
"Actually, I research on different dance forms and came to Amai. On my way back, I lost my pass card and I went back to the fort to report my case. "
"Then??"
"Then they informed me that it will take at least one week for my identity and citizenship clarification and to issue a new pass card. So I returned to Amai since I had the permission to visit Amai and live here for next week. But I don't know how I ended up here. Now I lost both my pass card to enter Hiranga and permission card to stay in Amai ."
"oh!! its fine. You can stay here for the next week." they were really crystal hearted and believed her without another thought.
"So how long will it take for you to get your pass card?"
"One week." She smiled and humbled in thankfulness.