Coming Friday evening she went to Nisarga Yoga Centre all alone from Bangalore without informing anyone.
When she reached the gate of the centre, there were volunteers present near by who helped her to get a room to stay for a night. She freshen up after that there was a dinner arrangement done for her which was included within the amount she paid initially for the appointment.
She really liked the peaceful environment where they set up this yoga centre. She was eagerly looking forward to the meeting with Shivyogi Guruji tomorrow morning.
The meeting was scheduled morning at 10:30, in Shivyogi Guruji's office. Cell phones are strictly not allowed here, and any electronic devices. Even taking pictures and selfies are not allowed.
Kruthika woke up around 6 in morning, she got freshed up and thought of giving a walk around the campus. There were few buildings here and there which provided the rooms for outsiders to stay for the tutorial.
The faculty stayed in different buildings and they worked in shifts.
There was no tar road, but the simple pathway which was created by the walkers. There were concrete benches near by to sit.
Everything here was so simple. Even the room in which Kruthika stayed had just the bed provided with pillow and a blanket, with attached bathroom.
After walking about an hour Kruthika sat on the concrete bench near by. She just opened her mobile which she kept silent since yesterday evening, to check the messages.
Time was around 8, there were nothing much important. The message from the college classmates group, in which only five to ten people discuss about the topic where rest of fifty to sixty students just read the messages.
She went to her room got a shower and dressed up in ethnic orange colour with some designed kurthi and a legging matching it, tied her hairs in braid, carrying hand bag with her.
Kruthika came out of her room locked it and searched for a volunteer around her to ask guidence as of where should she go.
It was easy to recognise who's a volunteer in the crowd, as they'll be dressed in white with a logo of centre and written as volunteer in red on back of their shirt and a small V in front above the pocket of the shirt.
"Excuse me! I'm having an appointment with Shivyogi Guruji. May I know where should I go?", Kruthika asked a volunteer.
"You have to go to the building number 8, the receptionist there will help you regarding this. Thank you Ma'am, have a nice day", said the volunteer as he made some hand gestures during the direction.
"Thank you. You too", said Kruthika and headed in the direction which the volunteer showed her.
She could observe people going to the program which they were taking, who were all dressed in white or similar light colour without any logo.
Amidst them, Kruthika seemed like odd one out. She reached the building number 8 and enquired the receptionist about the venue of her appointment with Shivyogi Guruji.
She was waiting outside his office and then one person asked her to get inside.
Kruthika went inside, it was a room where on the three sides of the wall there were cupboard filled with books, even the wall beside the entry door. And the only side of wall was having a glass door which opened to garden.
There was an office table in middle, and there was a person sitting on the chair in the other side of table who was about fifty years aged old man dressed in saffron coloured jubba ( a top kind which is to knee length made of cotton or khakee material) and pajama.
"Namaste, good morning guruji", greeted Kruthika as she saw him.
"Namaste, dear child. May I know what service can I be to you?", he asked.
"I just wanted to know, anyone like Karthik Krishnapur attend the program here and did he undergo any tutorial?", Kruthika asked as she kept her hang bag resting on her lap.
"Why are you enquiring about it which has happened nearly three years before?", Guruji asked her. His eyes were still which looked like a pleasant sea.
"It's because he's my brother and he's no more in this world", Kruthika said, the wells of her eyes filled up, "He passed away this december".
"I'm sorry about that. But why do you want the information about the tutorial he had gone through the years ago?", guruji asked her.
"My brother Karthik wanted to be a RAW agent, but he didn't know how to reach there, at least this is what he said to me, four years before.
He joined university here for his studies. I don't know what happened here with him for those three years as we didn't have much time for personal meeting, because of our different academic schedules.
Within three years he found a way to reach his dream and I don't know how!!
Karthik knew he was about to die within few days and he wrote these letters to me", Kruthika said as tears still continues to flow and she gave the first letter which he wrote to her after his death.
Shivyogi Guruji read the letter.
"Not only that, in the second letter he gave me a hint to find out about his journal, which he himself handed it to one of the person we know.
Me and my brother never talked to each other on phone during three years of his studies, the only way in which he communicated with me was by means of these letters.
In these letters and journal he gave me a clue that said, "YOGA IS ANSWER". I reached here with help of Karthik's bank details.
He transferred fifteen thousand bucks to this institution, which was a sort of secret. It may be it wasn't, but why didn't he tell me that he learnt yoga with this amount. If he hasn't informed about this then fine but why didn't my parents say me about this in these three years.
All the three managed to hide this thing from me.
I want to know why?", Kruthika asked him.
Shivyogi Guruji understood her plight, but there was more that he needed to know about her.