NYAC | 3min Read
Published on May 26, 2026
The Mirror Between Worlds
The Mirror Between Worlds
Yutika’s longing for her brother was over, he was coming over for the sumer. The Rathores were going on a road trip to the ruins of Rajasthan tomorrow. The twins always stayed together. Yutika wakes up with a greeting from the sunlight. She sees her brother blushing while chatting with someone. “Such a jerk he is..” she wonders in a bitter-sweet way seeing his attention locked on someone else made her feel.
The Rathores arrived at their log house and called it a day. The next day ended beautifully, but Yutika was thinking of getting a little thrill.
Yutika could feel the warmth of the wooden floor on the balls of her feet. She knocks on her brother’s door, but he does not answer; hence she with all due respect to privacy lets herself in.
There he was sleeping, dumbass.
The twins sneak out of the log house at thirty-past-one. Yutika could feel the sand beneath her feet even though she was wearing her sneakers.
The twins were walking for an hour when Yutika felt a thump. And there he was, her brother lying unconscious. Her heart sank. But no. Adiksh must have been tired for all the plush softie that he was.
She picked him up, and kept walking; for stopping would mean laying another glance at her brother, to allow her mind to wander through all the possibilities.
Amid walking back to their loghouse, she feels a force attracting her. Something was pulling her toward it. And, what she might as well be hallucination. There stood hanging in the air yet within her reach a mirror. But something was odd: it didn’t reflect her back, it had a watery surface; as if you could pass your hand through it.
And no longer could she resist the pull of the mirror or whatever that thing for fuck’s sake was. You feel that you are being pulled through a thousand worlds at the same point of time from each bit of your body. And then, you see yourself standing in a tunnel; so red it was.
You feel a push and suddenly, you are in a memory of you and your family on a picnic when you were four; but something is missing —- where is your brother?
Something pulls you back, and you go into another with your brother missing, in a matter of few seconds you relive your entire life, but he wasn’t a part of it.
You get sucked again, but this time there he was with that blinding smile of his, or was he? Guess you may never know. And it did not matter, with him around smiling, nothing ever did.
Her heart beat is rising. Someone get the doctor! She is coming back!You hear voices, and they sound eerily familiar. Wait! Was that your father?
Yuti. Hear me, do you sissy?
Ohh heavens! And there he was, standing only a few feet away. You could feel his presence like it was an extraction of your own body. This Yuti, this is not real. None of this is. I am not real. I
AM DEAD SISSY.
“Look Adi, this is not the time to play please. What is this place”
No Yuti, that day — I died that day out of hypothermia and it is not your fault so stop blaming yourself, you have been stuck in this cycle for a week now. You have a life sissy, go live it.
No. This can’t be it. How could you when he was stuck here? And here you could be with him forever, reliving those memories till dear eternity. After all, all you ever longed was to be with her brother.
“NO.”
