​The story starts in the deserted desert of Rajasthan in India. A group of people were coming back from work. There they saw a young man about 20 years old lying unconscious on that scorching sand. The boy was foreigner. They rescued the boy and took him home.

After sleeping for about two days the boy opened his eyes. There he saw some people talking. He was frightened cause he didn't know there language. He had no idea what was going to happen to him. A woman in her forties came closer to the boy and started talking to him in English. The boy was surprised to know that the people here know his language and he could communicate with them.

The woman asked the boy as where is his home. The boy was going to tell her but didn't able to remember anything about him. He has lost his memories. The only hing that remembered was that he is from France and nothing else not even his name. The boy replied the woman that he doesn't remember anything. The people standing there had tensed expression on their face.The woman who was very sweet and kind tòld the boy to rest and need not to worry, they will do his hospitality till he regain his memories, and told him to rest for now.

As the boy was very sick and tired he then slept for another day. The doctor treated him and told him to eat something. The boy was served porridge and other side dishes to improve his mood. The boy was fine after the long rest. His complexions started looking better than before. The boy was scared yet enthusiast about going outside his chamber. The chamber he was staying in was very luxurious. Till now the boy didn't know anything about the place. He waited for the woman as he quite liked her and trusted her. After waiting for so long he heard noise of women chatting outside his room, he then sneaked outside to see what's happening. There he saw a group of women young and old taking glances at him. The women below were so amazed to see the young foreigner as he was go beautiful. His curly hair was like simmering gold, skin as white as milk, rosy lips, and last but not least his blue eyes they were as deep as ocean, that one can keep looking at them for hours and won't even get tired.

The boy was very shy so he blushed and get back to his room. Later an old woman came to fetch he boy and take him to the lord of the house. On his way, the boy glanced at the building he was amazed to see the it as it was as big as a castle. They reached the lord's chamber the lord was the same person who brought him back from the desert. And the person sitting next to him was his wife who treated the foreigner.

In the lord's chamber

​Lord's wife:- "How you have been, hope every thing has been well for you."

The boy blushed...

Boy:-"Yes! I feeling well now,"

" I am thankful for all the hospitality. "

"If not for you people I would have been dead by now."

Don't say such thing replied the lord in very loud yet warm voice.

Lord:-"You can stay here for as long as you want."

"Treat this place as your own home"

Boy:-"Thank you, but I can't keep own living like this"

Woman:-"Boy, come here"

The boy hesitated for a second than walked towards her.

Woman:-In a very soft voice,"It's ok, you are like a son to me. Right now focus on getting better quickly. "

The boy smiled and existed the chamber after some time.

On his way back, he lost his way to home and started wandering around. Soon he got tired of all the walking and quietly sat on table there. He was lost in his thoughts and started thinking as where he came from and how he can't remember anything. Whenever he tried to hard to remember anything about his past he head would get aching. Suddenly the voice of anklets started ringing in his ears. The sound was so soothing and healing that he started following the sound. There he found a beautiful young girl sitting and giggling, talking to a cat.

As the crimson dusk unfolded, the boy's gaze fell upon her, and he was instantly captivated. Her beauty shone like gold, illuminating the surroundings. Her emerald green eyes sparkled against her dusky skin, while her ruby lips beckoned. Her long, lustrous hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night.

The boy stood transfixed, his eyes locked onto hers, unaware of the passing time. The girl, oblivious to his admiration, played with her cat, lost in her own world.

Suddenly, their eyes met, and the boy's face flushed with embarrassment. He hastily retreated, leaving behind the captivating vision.

That night, sleep eluded him as his mind replayed the encounter. He couldn't shake off the memory of her radiant beauty.

The next morning, the boy's thoughts still lingered on the mysterious girl. His usual routine seemed dull, and he found himself seeking solace in work, praying for distraction from the lingering emotions.

He slipped out of his room, searching for the mysterious girl, but she was nowhere to be found. Disappointment etched on his face, he returned to his room.

_KNOCK KNOCK_

A dignified man with a majestic mustache and a vibrant blue turban entered. He introduced himself as the lord's aide.

"Ah, young one," he said, "I've come to assign your duties. You'll be working at the stables, starting tomorrow."

The aide's authoritative voice and kind eyes reassured the boy.

"Report to the stable master, Raghu, at dawn. He'll guide you through your responsibilities."

With that, the aide departed, leaving the boy to ponder his new role.

To be continued...

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