"The grim wide cloud of darkens are also destined to disperse apart giving way to light; the light of truth, the hope of better days.""You already knew that I am Twinkle, you still kept quiet. You remained quiet even after knowing whatever wrong Mariah has done, you didn't say a word to her! Why! Why are you still silent?" I asked while sitting on the top of him, and pillow in my hand still hanging in air, aiming to thrash his face."I feel really insecure this way, at least let me breath and then I would be in a better condition to answer your question." He said smiling, which I least expected. I came through the diary you use to keep every single day, it was kept on your desk. It spoke out all the truth to me. The truth hidden from my eyes since so long, it narrated me all the reality, your pain, your anger, the happenings and disguise of Mariah. I was still blind and not able to see the truth. I still thought that you are trying to make a

*******Life is so unpredictable you can't predict what you are going to face next, yet we had to face everything with courage since some trials we are set against are invincible and can't be avoided. *******"Superintendent of Crime Bureau.""Mr Tristan Jael." The first heading at the top corner of the page is still flashing in front of my eyes. My eyes glanced at his picture dressed in black formal suit he usually wears, what made this picture different and unique was the presence of his brooch with the title I was so shocked to read tugged at the right collar of his coat. What accompanied this brooch was some white coloured stars, the same pride, visible upon his face. Same face, same facial features and attitude. Still my mind denied to recognise the person in front of me in the photograph.My mind could never process this title associated with someone who is a Mafia. How could I believe whatever I was reading, I knew how he