Gowthami, watch out!

The serene moment between Rajeev and Gowthami was abruptly shattered by the sound of rustling leaves nearby. Rajeev's attention snapped to the source of the noise, his heart pounding as he saw a dangerous snake slithering rapidly towards Gowthami. The snake, with its vibrant, menacing colors, was unmistakably venomous and known for its swift, lethal strikes.

"Gowthami, watch out!" Rajeev shouted, his voice laced with urgency.

But before the words fully left his mouth, the snake launched itself towards Gowthami with lightning speed. Rajeev's heart froze, dread washing over him. In that split second, everything seemed to slow down.

To his astonishment, Gowthami moved with reflexes that defied belief. Her hand shot out, snatching the snake mid-air by its neck just before its fangs could reach her. Her grip was firm and unyielding, her eyes focused with an intensity Rajeev had never seen before. In one fluid motion, she deftly extracted the snake's venomous teeth and flung the snake to one side and its fangs to the other, all in the blink of an eye.

Rajeev stood rooted to the spot, his mind reeling from what he had just witnessed. He replayed the scene in his head, each moment unfolding in slow motion: Gowthami's swift hand, her precise movements, and the lethal snake rendered harmless in an instant. His shock was palpable, his wide eyes fixed on her.

Gowthami turned to face him, her expression calm and composed, as if what she had just done was the most natural thing in the world. Her breathing was steady, and she seemed almost unaware of the extraordinary feat she had just performed.

He stood frozen, replaying the incident in his mind in slow motion. Gowthami's reflexes, her precision, the sheer impossibility of what he had just witnessed—it all seemed like something out of a dream. He blinked, trying to process what had happened, and then pinched himself hard to make sure he wasn't imagining it.

The sharp pain jolted him back to reality, and he let out a yelp, confirming that this was no dream. "Ow!" he shouted, still in disbelief. His wide eyes remained fixed on Gowthami, who was calmly brushing off her hands as if nothing extraordinary had occurred.

Rajeev struggled to find his voice, his mind still grappling with the incredible scene. "Gowthami, how... how did you do that?" he finally managed to ask, his voice tinged with awe and disbelief.

She looked at him, her brow furrowed slightly in confusion. "I don't know," she replied softly, glancing at her hands as if they belonged to someone else. "It just happened."

Rajeev couldn't tear his eyes away from her. This wasn't just an extraordinary reflex—it was the kind of skill that suggested a past filled with training and danger. His thoughts raced, recalling the mystery surrounding her past and the possible connection to the name he had given her.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "Gowthami, there's so much we don't know about your past," he said, his voice gentle but urgent. "But what you just did... it was incredible. It's clear that there's more to your story than we've uncovered."

Gowthami nodded slowly, her eyes reflecting a mixture of confusion and determination. "I want to remember, Rajeev. I want to understand who I am and where I come from."

Rajeev stepped closer, his concern for her safety mingled with admiration. "We'll figure it out together," he assured her. "But for now, let's get back to the house. We need to be cautious out here."

As they made their way back to the mansion, Rajeev couldn't shake the image of Gowthami's swift and decisive actions. The encounter with the snake had revealed a new layer of mystery to her already enigmatic presence in his life. He knew that the journey to uncover her past would be filled with challenges, but he was more determined than ever to help her find the answers she sought.

The jungle, with its hidden dangers and secrets, had given them another clue. And as they walked side by side, Rajeev felt a renewed sense of purpose, ready to face whatever revelations lay ahead.