Earlier
Lyana looked at Raoul, hoping for a solution to spring to her mind which would help them out of the mess. She tried to speak, spread her hands and raising her shoulders shrugged indicating that she was out of any ideas or thoughts. Raoul looked at her with a pained expression, they both spoke at almost the same instant, 'Let's sleep on the problem, and may be we can reach some consensus.'
Morning the next day was not a cheerful one for both of them as the night before had been spent tossing and turning. Swollen eyed and irritated they both looked at each other across the dining table sipping on the morning cup of java.
Raising his eyes inquiringly Raoul asked Lyana, 'Well! any thoughts since I am out of these just like my cup of coffee.' Lyana smiled at the humour Raoul was trying to inject into the situation, after pondering fro some time, she spoke, 'Let's go and talk to him, I can't think of anything else.'
Nodding his head in agreement, Raoul quickly got dressed and after getting the kids ready for school, they both paid a much-needed visit to Lyana's cousin. The house was situated on the outskirts of the city, n area which at one time had shown promises of being a source of hope for the population and had caused a mad rush of humanity to the area, which had been due to the boom in the economy of the time. As soon as economy showed signs of slipping into an abyss, people who had invested in the hopes of building a future full of riches found themselves looking at their empty hands.
They all tried to hang onto the hope of a better tomorrow, grew bitter with a government which had shown them the promised land and had abandoned them to the market. They all moved out leaving the desolate houses waiting for their owners to come back. The buildings stood waiting, unmoving, giving in to the vagaries of the time, loosing their fight to stay cheerful, became areas of nefarious activities, welcoming whoever came to populate them, wishing that the occupants would restore them to their pristine level, surrendering to their defeat.
The area was now a safe haven for the floating population which is shirked by the larger society. Lyana's cousin had made a voluntary choice of becoming a part of the floating population in the idealistic dream of trying to uplift them. A dream which had often been the cause of much grief to his parents and family.
It was to this area that Raoul and Lyana had planned to go. They were both hoping that the fears gnawing at their insides would be baseless and they would not have to be the ones carrying the news which would cause more grief to the family.
Lyana looked at Raoul, hoping for a solution to spring to her mind which would help them out of the mess. She tried to speak, spread her hands and raising her shoulders shrugged indicating that she was out of any ideas or thoughts. Raoul looked at her with a pained expression, they both spoke at almost the same instant, 'Let's sleep on the problem, and may be we can reach some consensus.'
Morning the next day was not a cheerful one for both of them as the night before had been spent tossing and turning. Swollen eyed and irritated they both looked at each other across the dining table sipping on the morning cup of java.
Raising his eyes inquiringly Raoul asked Lyana, 'Well! any thoughts since I am out of these just like my cup of coffee.' Lyana smiled at the humour Raoul was trying to inject into the situation, after pondering fro some time, she spoke, 'Let's go and talk to him, I can't think of anything else.'
Nodding his head in agreement, Raoul quickly got dressed and after getting the kids ready for school, they both paid a much-needed visit to Lyana's cousin. The house was situated on the outskirts of the city, n area which at one time had shown promises of being a source of hope for the population and had caused a mad rush of humanity to the area, which had been due to the boom in the economy of the time. As soon as economy showed signs of slipping into an abyss, people who had invested in the hopes of building a future full of riches found themselves looking at their empty hands.
They all tried to hang onto the hope of a better tomorrow, grew bitter with a government which had shown them the promised land and had abandoned them to the market. They all moved out leaving the desolate houses waiting for their owners to come back. The buildings stood waiting, unmoving, giving in to the vagaries of the time, loosing their fight to stay cheerful, became areas of nefarious activities, welcoming whoever came to populate them, wishing that the occupants would restore them to their pristine level, surrendering to their defeat.
The area was now a safe haven for the floating population which is shirked by the larger society. Lyana's cousin had made a voluntary choice of becoming a part of the floating population in the idealistic dream of trying to uplift them. A dream which had often been the cause of much grief to his parents and family.
It was to this area that Raoul and Lyana had planned to go. They were both hoping that the fears gnawing at their insides would be baseless and they would not have to be the ones carrying the news which would cause more grief to the family.
