Everyone is familiar with the red color and its different shades, absorbed by the earth like the red roses in the garden, the red tulips swaying slightly along with the rhythm of gentle breeze,  the red ink flowing within our veins.

    Not only chained to our calculated vision, there are thousand traces of red seeped deep in our lives, a symbol that is mostly linked with love; the ordinarily serene energy. 

    Red color, isn’t it fascinating, charming, friendly, bold and attractive, altogether Red color is more of talkative and enchanting kind of vibe, but what would you say about the quiet red; the mysterious, socially awkward, rare, forgotten, determined, longing kind of vibe? 

    Before you answer that, you need to make yourself familiar with them, maybe then you will get a clue about the rare kind of red or just a glimpse of shade, which is unread, a red that is UnRed.

    This story will introduce you to a unique shade of red. And will also reveal its texture, shade’s origin, uniqueness and many more things.

    The characters in this story will be on a journey in search of something to unfold, maybe secrets or answers to unsolved questions. As they further progress on this journey, they may find something that they have always unconsciously longed for.

    And what are these characters seeking, is what you need to figure it out or maybe when this whole novel ends, you will eventually know.

    What are we waiting for?

    Let us join them on their journey, silently.

    Chapter 1

    The hustle, noise, and murmurs of the crowd stand out in the market.

    Some are busy buying groceries, while others are engrossed in selecting the best clothes in a dress shop.

    And, a few of them passionately making vlogs, capturing the beauty of the market scene, and others seem irritated or have mixed emotions due to daily life situations and problems, etc.

    These unwillingly stand out even from the entrance of the market.

    But among this loud and lively noise, the quiet and still redhead stands out, who is at the moment busy making clouds of thoughts while fiddling with the beret on his red hair.

    His thoughts popped out as if a balloon popped, phone screaming in his ears, he almost skipped a beat. The ringing stops, he releases a breath of relief, consciously fixing his beret, feeling burning heat creep on his back despite pleasant cool summer weather.

    He mumbles gibberish words, mouth twists as if burnt his tongue, his eyes bow to ground, committed to burrow in his rabbit hole in the groundpleading for help.

    But, those eyes chained to his body, fixated like too bright for a light hitting his eyes, losing logic and weakness weighing heavy on his soft eyelids.

    Between the lively chatter and hustle and bustle, beautiful rhythmic tunes overlap the rushed energy, catching a few stares as their eyes trace back to the source of the song, written in an unheard language and the melody eases their rushed minds.

    He immediately stood up from the stone bench, as if the bench was on fire. He awkwardly moves like a puppet on stage, and people surrounding him, his audience.

    A snap, light as blink of an eye, the strings withdraw and the curtains and the magic dissipated, the spell broke, the crowd regains its hustle.

    The redhead man, wearing a loose blue and white checkered patterned jacket and a white loose t-shirt underneath it with faded black jeans.

    He lazily picks up the call without reading the caller’s name, only to end as soon as he picks.

    His eyes widen, reading the name, prominently intimidating on his screen, and  he immediately call back, his fingers slides with hesitant lingers on the screen, tapping the contact icon as if it is bomb he has to defuse.

    As soon as the phone call got accepted, a sweet, deep voice, questions him, irritation clearly evident in her tone.

    She interrogates the redhead man with a continuous dialogue of questions and even answers herself without taking a single second of pause, “Argider, What is taking you so long to bring just a few vegetables?”

    And, here, Argider just chuckles, drawing a long sigh out, while she continues her train of questions.

    ” It’s been an hour since you went to buy a handful of vegetables. Aha! I know, surely, you were daydreaming about your music, standing like a lost sheep in the market.”

    Isn’t it, Argider, my cloud dreamer?

    A long silence follows after her question, testing the waters, her irritation heightens only to surprisingly fall into soft tone, with a commanding undertone, mild, but audibly noticeable in her speech, “Here, I am getting late for my work and there, you are busy being swept away by charming clouds

    Tch…tch..Argider…. I know you love daydreaming, and you are always encouraged to dream, even I like to daydream, but every activity has its own time, and right now, it is our stomach’s turn. 

    So, get home..with..vegetables….. right now.

    Overall, the redhead is astonished by her non-stop talk without even taking a single breath. He is about to answer, but she again interrupts him, her voice suddenly shifted from softer to somewhat heavy like the gray clouds.

    Her light irritated voice felt like looming dense clouds on a sunny day, “Fine. It is fine. You can daydream as long as you want, but only after completing the work that I assigned you.

    And, that was to bring a few vegetables that I needed to cook breakfast for both of us.

    Today, I must reach my workplace earlier than on regular workdays, and, you are cutting my time quite short.

    I have only worn my formals, and rest of things are still undone, my makeup, my hair and I also need to prepare my bag.

    But my lovely brother has some other priorities than helping his elder sister in household chore, and his dutiful elder sister, has been waiting for an hour or so, for her beloved brother to come, and then she could cook them a meal and reach office soon.

    Wait.., You are still standing like a statue, isn’t it?

    Oh god! Argider, you need to come home as fast as possible with bag of vegetables that I gave you list of and if you again get lost in your thoughts then, make yourself breakfast, I need to reach there. Right Now. I mean it. Now!”

    Argider hesitantly suggests, “Actually, I think it is better if I bring something for us to eat for breakfast. I just want to save your time. I think it is the best option.”

    He can hear her teeth gritting at first, but then he heard a chuckle, his emotions got blended into a relaxed smile, his lost eyes brim with warm sparkle.

    He obediently listens to her rambles as if his favorite mystery show has begun.

    She continues, breaking into defeated smile, “This Boy!!. You did not buy us a few vegetables yet. And for one hour, you were just wandering lost in your head.

    What do I do with you?

    “”  Okay! Even if I don’t need to cook breakfast for us. But, I need to cook lunch and dinner for us. So, bring not only those vegetables I gave you a list of, but also bring other vegetables I need for this whole week.

    That is your punishment for making my morning schedule tight.”

    “I am waiting! Come fast,” she orders, putting  emphasis on each word while Agrider utters only one word, ‘yes’ and ‘yes’, like a obedient employee.

    “Nekane, I am sorry but don’t worry. I will bring all the vegetables you need.  I will reach home within 15 minutes”, Argider speaks in a guilty tone.

    Nekane responds ‘Okay’ with a convinced tone and hangs up the call.

    Argider sighs in guilt and rushes back into the market and buys all the vegetables that are needed. He looks for a taxi and arrived home on time.

    Inside the apartment

    He finds his sister in the kitchen, facing the windows, but still he could trace her irritation bouncing off through her back, and her back animatedly glowing with orangish blaze of a fire, he almost covered his eyes for a second.

    Nekane is mumbling some muffled words at a fast pace like a speedy vehicle. Still, he could hear her taking his name repeatedly in a reprimanding tone.

    Argider is a little bit afraid of the consequences that he has to face due to his dreamy mind, lost back then among the crowd of ‘La Rambla Market’

    He was once again lost in the beauty and lively colors reflected beaming from the ‘La Rambla Market’ atmosphere under the sunlight.

    Argider rewind the moments of calm and liveliness found in the hustle crowd, the buzzing market.

    He got a lot of ideas and different theories conspiring in his mind about the mystery books or movies, he recently learned about.

    Nekane turns and finds his brother standing like a robot, no movement, lost in some land.

    This made her feel both pity and anger upon her brother’s way of living his life, wandering with a lost cause in his never-ending land.

    Nekane approaches his brother and wakes him up from his land and lands him back to 3D life.

    Nekane softly asks with a hint of irritation in tone, “Argider, Wake up! It’s breakfast time.

    Did you bring all the groceries that I gave you a list of and also the extra groceries that I asked for?”

    Argider confidently says, “Of course! Nekane, How can I not fulfil the tasks that my dear Nekane demands for?

    Maybe late sometimes, still, I can never afford my sister’s needs being hampered.

    Nekane, you are so forgiving and calm even after I messed up your today’s schedule.”

    Nekane raises her brow and smirks, and sarcastically says, “Sure! I have forgiven you, and how could I think of scolding or blaming you, righhhtttt…?

    I didn’t know, my brother is so telepathically connected with me, without saying, you knew I was going to forgive you.

    How sweet our bond is! Isn’t it, Argider? Hmm. Since you can read me, you can also tell by now that my hands are hurting. And, I will be unable to cook for today.

    So, will you do the honor of taking care of your sister by cooking for both of us? I am sure, you were just going to enter the kitchen to make something for both of us to eat.”

    Argider is blank for a moment and gets her sarcastic taste in his mind, which turns the table upside down.

    Immediately, he speaks in a low tone, acting like a child who just got scolded,“I get it. It’s my fault, I should have done my work on time and should not have disturbed your schedule.

    Sorry for that. But I cannot cook, as you know, I have a terrible chef inside me.” This brings a smile to Nekane’s face, a smile of adoration due to her brother’s antics.

    Nekane cheers him up by giving him a sibling hug.

    Nekane then says, “Enough of your sorry chapter, we need to move on to a new chapter, which is cooking class.

    It is okay to be weak in some chapters, but there is always space for improvement.

    Argider, next time, pay attention to the people and things around aside from your mystery things.

    Now, help your dear sister in making breakfast and be a little fast as I am feeling very hungry.”

    Argider laughs and light-heartedly says, “It’s my pleasure to help a great chef cook something delicious to eat. Let’s make it and eat it.”

    While cooking food, Nekane teases him. And, she also disturbs her brother by playfully hitting him on his arms with a wooden ladle like a lady warrior, which results in  Argider holding his stomach, and his face red, shaking in laughter.

    Their happiness painted their shadows in soft golden glow spread over the kitchen floor, and their infectious laughter tickles the home’s atmosphere, even the walls seemed like smiling as the golden rays fell upon the walls.

    Both siblings after finishing their breakfast, they left for their daily work.