In the centre of the University of Sahababad, there was a bookshop near the magnificent library that particularized in occult studies. Yodhya came to know about it during her third week of the program when she was in desperate need of some significant study material that wasn’t otherwise available in the central library. It had a small triangular shape, curtained from one side by the majestic mosque and other by the central library.
She was told that the bookshop was one of the very old establishments of Sahababad and was so famous in the town that it had never once advertised in any newspaper and magazines; the people who went there did so on the recommendation of others, and the owner cherished them more than the one who came there, just to kill time out of boredom─ only for a visit.
