Author - Jui Purohit.

  *Click here for the previous chapter...(7)* The thrill : Just when she thought that the bizzare dream was over, it had started again. She couldn't understand what was real and what was an illusion? The lines were getting blurry. "What's going on with me?", she thought.  Jia looked excited. They were celebrating in a restaurant. Alora told Jia that she had to use the restroom. It was just an excuse, Alora went to the restroom. She looked into the mirror, washed her face and looked again. Nonetheless, she was still not back to 2020. Nothing seemed clear.  She stepped outside the restroom dabbing her hands with tissue paper, and dashed into someone. "Sorry", she said and lifted up her head. "Armaan Mehta!", she babbled. She couldn't believe her eyes.  "Hey! Miss Alora. You okay?", Armaan smiled. He brushed his light beard, folded the handkerchief that was in his hands neatly and put it inside his pocket. He adjusted his watch and align...

*Click here for the previous chapter...(6)* Celebration :  Alora was finally relieved when she put on her school uniform. "It was just a dream, thankfully!", she thought, smiling to herself in the mirror.  Both of her parents were working, so they left home early in the morning. As usual Alora's breakfast was kept ready. She finished her food and took the bus money from the bowl. She fed the fish and left. Jia had saved the seat for her in the bus. "Aha! This is my favourite routine", Alora was happy to be back to her school and her 17 year old self. She opened her bag and took out her books. There it was, 'Heartbeat', the novel she was reading. Alora opened the page which had Armaan's description. "Should I tell Jia about my dream?", Alora wondered. "No! She would think I'm crazy. She will tease me for my entire life", Alora shook her head to chase away her thoughts. "Ummm, what's with the head shake buddy? Show me t...