Ananya stood still.
Mirror mein jo reflection tha…
woh uski movement se match nahi kar raha tha.
Usne dheere se haath uthaya.
Reflection ne… late reaction diya.
Her heart started racing.
"Yeh… normal nahi hai," she whispered.
Room suddenly thanda lagne laga.
Jaise koi aur bhi waha ho.
She stepped back.
Reflection aage badh gaya.
Ananya ki saansen tez ho gayi.
"Tum… kaun ho?" usne dheere se poocha.
Mirror ke andar wali Ananya…
smiled.
Par woh smile normal nahi thi.
Woh… jaise kisi aur ki thi.
Suddenly light flickered.
Aur ek second ke liye—
reflection bilkul gayab ho gaya.
Ananya ne aankhein jhapki.
Jab dobara dekha…
Reflection wapas tha.
Par iss baar…
Uski aankhon mein andhera tha.
Mirror ke glass par dheere dheere ek line likhni shuru hui—
jaise kisi ne andar se likha ho.
"I'm not just your reflection anymore."
Ananya peeche hati… dar ke saath.
Uska phone vibrate hua.
Unknown number.
Message aaya:
"You saw it too… right?"
Ananya ab akeli nahi thi…
Aur jo usne mirror mein dekha…
woh sirf shuruaat thi.