Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dusky Moonlight (Part-II): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 15

Chapter- 49The bright illumination of the sun, dangled before her eyelids. Kayanangai opened her eyes to realize that she’s somewhere safer, an unruffled and trouble-free paradise. The endless land filled only with brightness and she wondered what this place was.There she met someone she thought she would never see in her life again –her mother. She looked like an angel who came to comfort her at this tough time.“Mother,” Kayanangai cried in happiness to meet her after a long time.“My dear,” her mother embraced her and Kayanangai couldn’t control her tears. She cried her heart out in pain.“Forgive me for not being there for you. I know what you have been through,” her mother’s apology finally stopped her tears.“It’s not your fault, mother. I think this is my fate,” Kayanangai said.“No, this isn’t your fate unless you change it,”

Chapter- 51 Present “This is what happened? Do you understand why you are here?” he asked, releasing her hand from his grip. He didn’t tell her this story, he showed her what happened from his eyes. He transferred those memories to her mind. Coming out of it, Rathi opened her eyes, tears rolled down to her cheeks and the great sorrow weighed on her mind. It penetrated her heart and soul. She gasped and hugged her knees feeling a great sadness that Aathiyan once felt. “Why do I feel this way like I am the one who endured it?” she asked. “Because I wanted you to feel it so that you won’t make the same mistakes that she made. No one can change what happened in the past, but now you have the choice to choose the best for you,” he replied and caressed her back. He came closer and leaned closer to her ears, “She always stayed in confusion just as you. But I want you to make up your mind now. I’ll nev

53. After helping her father-in-law in the farming, spending time with Mithran’s daughter and having dinner in Aadhavan’s, Rathi came back to her house. Even though she doesn’t want to hurt that poor man she couldn’t control her agony. “You’re not going to help me?” she asked her father-in-law. He looked up from his plate. “I am helping you, Rathi. I am still alive for you, without me, you can’t survive in this land,” he answered. She stared at him wondering how could be keep everything to himself. “I know how you feel and I feel the same way. Without my son, passing everyday feels like hell,” he said. Rathi’s eyes welled in tears. “At least you must survive. You should go back to the mainland after all this. Live happily, have children and die at old age. For all the innocent women who died before, you must live a long life for them,” he said. “What about your son? It said, he’s still here,” she asks, still hoping that he will there in her future. “He’s dead. Don’t believe a