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    Love Through Cobra's Eye 5
    Love Through Cobra's Eye 5
    Love Through Cobra's Eye 5
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    Love Through Cobra's Eye 5

    By Kimaya Mathew

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    Love never dies...witness the long awaited end of the series from the eyes of Radha Mathur, a mysterious girl with a past, which will shake you to the core. Deaths in Mussoorie, which is creating fear in everyone’s heart! And then, she met Koham Rathod, suspense in himself.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKimaya Mathew
    Release dateMar 28, 2013
    ISBN9781301000999
    Love Through Cobra's Eye 5
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    Kimaya Mathew

    Living in the valley of Doon, writing under the pseudonym "Kimaya Mathew" the writer is a enthusiastic student of literature. She lives with her parents and a small spitz namedBarbie.She started writing from the age of 16 and is an ardent "Harry Potter","Twilight" fan! She became fan of the field after Harry's world enthralled it. Recently, she has acquired Master in English.Kimaya loves her real name but writing under the pen-name is a thrill in itself.She can be contacted on ; girlbaby554@gmail.comReaders can also join her on Goodreads!

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      Love Through Cobra's Eye 5 - Kimaya Mathew

      Love Through Cobra’s Eye 5

      Kimaya Mathews

      Copyright Kimaya Mathews 2013

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      I saw her there, standing and staring at me with an amused expression, as if, surprised at my outward appearance. Then, before I could stop myself, I walked towards her. I was in a groove and could hear the gurgle of water somewhere. Some more distance, till both of us, were some feet apart. I remembered her when she came closer. You, I said, surprised at her appearance, she didn’t say anything but instead, lifted her hand and took my hand in her’s. Turning my arm upside down, I saw my arm turning grey, then dark brown and then green, snake green!

      The familiar irritating sound of alarm clock finally jerked me out of my sleeping state. Gasping and sweating profusely, I sat upright on the bed. Oh God, I thought, how come I had that dream again! Taking the glass of water from the bedside, I drained it down my throat and then wiped my mouth.

      Calm down Radha, I told myself. Shaking my head again, I saw the calendar kept near to the clock. Sighing and disappointed to see that it was Sunday and not Monday, I was still coming out of my drowsy state when the door to my bedroom got opened. Good morning honey, and happy birthday, my angel. Thanks, aunt, I said, as she kept my bed tea near the bedside. Vasudha Mathur, my paternal aunt and my Godmother, was the dearest thing to me in this whole world. She was a social worker who worked for orphaned, needy children and some time for the people, in the old age home. The aunt was the most beautiful women, I had seen till now. So, she said, You rested well? she was busy in removing the curtains from the window side. As the sun rays filtered into the room, I covered my eyes. Sun was strong. Then, as she turned to face me a soft gasp left her mouth. What, I asked, What happened? shaking her head as if she remembered something, I saw her smiling as she came to my side. Nothing, she said, sitting on the bed with the cup in her hand, I was just taken aback at the beautiful sight of your eyes, they are beautifully green, smiling, I said, I like yours the best, blue! It’s not me, who is turning twenty, but you, she directed towards me, Ah! The glorious days of your early adulthood! When you fall in love for the first time! Those beautiful days, I wish, I could have them back. Come on, I said, You still appear in the early days of your youth. Shaking her head, I heard her, as she got up from the bed, I am rushing now. I am already too late. Have your breakfast, alright and yes, she turned, as she recalled something, Don’t forget to call, Ananya. She had called nearly three times now, asking if you are awake or when will you get up. Turning my head to her in a startled and confused way, I asked, Anu called? Oh God, I moaned, She will be over my head. She always wishes me first and looks at me! Forgetting her this time, I am so stupid.

      It’s alright, she said, Call her, saying that, she got busy in re-adjusting my study table, keeping all the books in their respective places, when the taboo words automatically came out of my mouth, before I could gulp them back, I miss her Bua (Indian way of calling one’s aunt), I miss her. Frozen in her tracks, I saw her slowly keeping the books back on the table as she turned to face me, Ra, not again. She is no one to us, understand. She is long dead, for you and for me or, you don’t remember anything? Gulping down the saliva, which came in my mouth as I heard her, I heard myself speaking, Yes, I do. I am sorry. For one moment, I really lost my grip. Sighing, I saw her coming to my side, taking my hand in her’s as she seated herself beside me, she said, The Past is past, Radha. Don’t let it cover your present and future, alright? I nodded, of course, I understood her correctly. From my childhood onwards, I knew she had always been right. My eyes went to the photo frame, where my entire family photo was framed.

      Radha Mathur, yes that was me! who had turned twenty today? I don’t know why, but from last night onwards, I had this constant itching in the middle of my right palm, as if something was biting it from inside. I don’t know what it was! Currently, I was working in a private school in the post of an English teacher. It was a fair enough job for a person like me, who had always had a great likability for literature. Lying in the north-western ranges of the Himalayas, also known as the summer capital of India, Shimla was the city, where I resided along with my aunt. Being brought up and educated in this city, I simply loved this hill-station of mine. No, I had no idea about my parents for the simple reason, before I was born; both of them had departed from this world. I had seen their photos, though and to tell you truly, they simply looked wonderful and then…I had one more person in my family about whom, my aunt has forbidden me, to even speak the name. The person, who had left both of us some years ago! Stop it, said my brain, forget it completely. I could not believe that actually today, I had turned twenty! Oh my God, how time passes!

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      Hello, I said, as I dialled the phone back to Ananya. Ananya was my school and college friend, both. Anu and me, we were more the sisters, then the best friends. After college ended and our ways got separated Ananya had left for her hometown. What I really knew about Anu was, she was the most trusty, wonderful and simply gorgeous, friend, of mine. Every year, she was the one person, who uses to wish me first, yes even before my aunt! Thank God, I heard that chirpy joyful voice on

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