"Yes. At least you remember. I thought you would never remember,” her Dadi said. "How come you are still alive?" Nadia asked. "Why? You do not like to see me. You changed. You used to run and hug me whenever you see me. But now you are asking me how am I alive?" Dadi said in a sad tone. "Please tell me," Nadia begged. She was crying as she was feeling like the next answer would break her completely. "Okay. Let me tell you. Where should I start? It is such a long story. Hum... first let us introduce. I am Naomi Chowdhury, the descendant of warrior and witch. Wait,...