It was on a lazy summer Sunday that they found the portal. Yes, a portal. Having dined on some scrumptious fare at a quaint restaurant renowned for its pure South Indian vegetarian fare, Ash and Venky retreated to the Garden of Blaise. Supposed to be named the Garden of Bliss, the queer name was the courtesy of the grammatical ineptitude of the Registrar.
The minute their eyes jointly spotted the spherical transparent object nestled innocuously amidst a patch of unruly dry grass, they knew it was a portal. With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, they intertwined their fingers tightly and after a furtive glance to both their left and right, jumped into the void that reflected the brilliant blue sky and the tendrils of clouds. Venky was reminded of The Enterprise as the duo went careening, swaying, hurtling, flying and screaming towards the unknown.
Their flight came to a rude halt when they landed with a soft thud in what felt like luxurious foam. Floating in the middle of an incandescent span of turquoise water, Ash and Venky were surrounded by quietude, serenity and the strains of a melody which strongly reminded them of Beethoven’s ‘Fur Elise.” Suddenly the waters roiled as a three headed crocodile with baring teeth flew across the water and pulled Venky into the depths of the water. The last thing he could hear was Ash hollering.
Venky woke up with a jolt. It was exactly a day to the year since she left him.
(Word Count: 250)
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