However hard they tired, Bakula and Vasundari could not get any sleep. Hunger and thirst kept their sleep far away. Not able to contain it any longer, both sat up and looked at Atma sadly. On the other hand, Atma’s mind stopped working as he was suffering from hunger and thirst too. “I guess you are not able to sleep.” Atma said looking at Bakula and Vasundari. “I feel as if rats are running all over my stomach.” Bakula said gently patting his stomach. He was indeed a foodie, and at home, his mother made sure that his stomach has never gone empty. But here, it was different. “And I feel so thirsty that I can barely speak.” Vasundari mumbled. Atma closed his eyes and tried to open his inner mind so as to find some solution for their present problem of hunger and thirst. However, he j

