Behind the Ruins

I suddenly recalled the words “When I was the Queen” and realized that she keeps on swinging between internal and external world.

While they were carrying her dead body to the cremation ground, I was standing at the gate, near my car. There were tears in my eyes. Her words ‘our Chandai’ were echoing in my mind. An era had come to its end with no history written and no monuments erected.

Behind the Ruins
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Chapter One: Strange Invitation
Chapter Two: Meeting with the Queen
Chapter Three: The Palace
Chapter Four: After the Dinner