Chapter 1

Mehak Sharma looked at her watch for the nth time. Staring at the busy road, she said, "All men should crash and burn."

"Good morning Mehak!" 

"What the hell is this, Samar Niyaal?" She bursts out seeing him getting out of his car. "I am waiting for you from last 30 mins in the middle of the road, and you... You don't even care!" She folded her arms.

"Mehak I am really sorry." 

Mehak moved her face to other side faking an anger. Samar pullud out a flower bouquet from the back seat of his car and gave it to her. She smiled nd took it.

"Last time!" Mehak warned.

"Okay. Lets have breakfast? I got a strong bark." Samar said patting his stomach.

"Lets go."

They entered a restaurant hand in hand and their siblings fighting, as usual. 

"Look Aryan, that's my piece ... give my pizza back. Now!" She said joining her eyebrows.

"Chahat, this pizza is not good for your health to eat early in the morning ..." Aryan said casually.

"Don't make me hit you, Aryan.. Stop behaving like a monkey and give it back to me."

"What? You called me a monkey? I will now not give it to you at all.." He said glaring. "Pungent Chili!" 

"Relax guys! Why do you always keep fighting for the smallest things? Chill!" Samar said taking his seat.

"It was his mistake, he started." Chahat tried to excused.

"Who called monkey first?" Aryan asked keeping His hand on the table.

"Me... but you took my pizza away, it's your fault..." Chahat said pointing him.

"Ok baba... his fault, happy? Your fight, uff! So irritating!" Mehak said.

"We know!" Aryan and Chahat said in unison and giggled.

"What do you mean? You fight deliberately?" Samar asked.

"Yes!" Aryan grinned.

"But why?" Mehak asked unbelieving. "Because ,there is no fun in fighting with reasons." Chahat replied as she winked.

"And our love is in our fight only..." Aryan said feeding the pizza to Chahat.

Mehak opened her eyes and realized that it was a dream. She sighed. It was all just perfect few years back. All of them were happy, they were the happiest. She brushed her teeth and marched towards another room only to find her sister sleeping covering herself with a blanket. She was going to wake her up when she heard, "Sis, I am awake." She smiled. "Come down for breakfast then." She replied. She turned to go when she heard it again "Sis, I am awake."

"Chahat!", she called out but she got the same line, "Sis, I am awake." She bent and uncovered her face. She found her sleeping and her cell phone alarming, "Sis, I am awake." She turned and hold the jug of water kept beside and was going to pour on her when she stood up on bed.

“Mehak..! Mehak, don't!”

"You think you’re smarter than me?”

"Sorry Mehak..!" Chahat said holding her ears.

"Sorry? Today I will not spare you, but first you get down of bed, come..!

"Mehak sorry,” she squirmed. 

"Chahat you..."

Sorry." Chahat said holding a pillow.

"I will show you..." She turns and Chahat throws the pillow in her. 

Mehak turns, glares and leaves. Chahat puts out her tongue to tease her. Then sits on the bed and smiles.

"My sister is very strong. She has seen many ups or downs in life, But she never broke down. I was torn apart, but she controlled herself and me too. Without her, I don't don't know what would have I done ... Sometimes I think what would be wrong if she was not so strong. " Chahat thought folding her blanket.

"My sister has suffered a lot. She trusted on life, but Life as often betrayed her. To suppress the sorrow inside, she is rude sometimes. Sometimes I wonder what would be wrong if she does not accept my every words every time." Thought Mehak. 

•Bangalore•

He put on his T-shirt and leather pant with jogging shoes. He hung the headphone around his neck and marched towards the door. 

"Aryan..., breakfast is ready. Call Samar." Said his mom.

"Me?? Mom you know, he doesn't even..."

Then they saw Samar coming down stairs and he was going outside.

"Samar! Breakfast..." She was cut.

"No mom, I am not hungry." He moved to go.

"Samar..."

"I said, I am not hungry. Stop irritating me all the time.” Samar shouted. 

"Bhai..." Aryan tried to speak.

"Don’t you dare speak in the middle!” He said as he pointed a finger towards Aryan. 

"Every time you support her, so we are in this situation today. You may agree or not, today we are leading such a life just because of her only. You too, and also me."

He left the place in anger. 

"My brother is Rude from outside, but from the inside he is broken. He had to lose everything. His life was changed, and his smile has disappeared from jis face as if, it's lost somewhere. Perhaps, just because of me. Sometimes I wonder, it would have been better if he did not love me so much." Aryan thought wiping his tears.

"He keeps shouting at me always. Do you also have something to say?" Said mom in anger.

"When there was time to speak, I kept quiet. Then what will I say today ..."

He runs upstairs. She fumes in anger.

Samar opens his car door.

"I know I did wrong but ... My brother is too good to be nice. He thinks of others first then himself. But he should realize that sometimes we have to do more for ourself. Sometimes I think, what would be wrong if he was not so good." He thought and sat inside the car.

Mehak finished her house chores and sat on her bed. She opened her diary and started writing:

I had the same dream today. They say, where the Journey starts from; one day ends in the same place. Perhaps So, the name I never wanted to hear, whose face never wanted to see again, Today, the same name is echoed in my ears and the face, Is facing the front of the eyes.

Me, Mehak Sharma, was a St. Louie's student. I had a small world. Maa, papa and with my sister, Chahat. I had a die heart for Music. Me and Chahat are poles apart, but our life, is living in another... However, this story Started, when my sister stepped for the first time in St. Louis's. Not just studying, music was also a important subject at our college. And we both mean the same healthy life of sisters. Music! Music was our dream. Our Passion. Or simply Say, music was our world. We never thought of anyone else in this world but yes, we included them, but they were not only our need, they became, our habit.

•3 years ago•

St. Louise College, Mumbai

"Someone had seen Aryan any where?", asked Mehak.

"No!!!" She got the reply.

She turned and bumped to a strong figure. She was about to fall when he held her by waist.

"Samar, where is Aryan?" She asked standing straight.

"Aryan? What happened?" He asked. "Why are you in a mood of being devil with my poor brother?"

"Poor?? Don't tell me! Just 2 hours left, fresher’s will be in, and no one know where he is." She said checking the list again.

"Basketball court!" Samar said proudly.

They both rushed towards the court. 

"Aryan, We have so much work to do in so less time and you're playing ball? Come with me right now!" Ordered Mehak.

"Mehak, just one basket." Aryan requested.

"No!" She replied keeping her hands on her hips.

"Why not?" Samar too put his hands in his hips. "Mehak, don't disturb my brother. You carry on champ."

Aryan baskets the ball. Mehak and Samar clap and he smiles at them.

•Evening•

Aryan was standing near the door with some roses when Samar and Mehak joined him. 

"What happened Bhai?" Samar asked seeing him uncomfortable.

"You are asking this dude? You said me to give all the juniors red roses! Why??" He said disgusted.

"So that your heart could bell in Love, like me and Mehak."

"Shut up Samar! Let's go." Mehak said hiring his shoulder.

"Move fast and do not come back to eat my brain." Aryan warned Samar.

"Yeah ok ... but remember the bell thing bro...!"

"Leave man!" Aryan said irritated.

They left as they shook their head on him. 

Soon Chahat entered the hall. Aryan looked at the door. She came in and search for her sister. She was nervous of her seniors and hoped Mehak would help her out. Aryan was lost in her. He felt as if there was no one except them. She came to him and took the red rose. "Thank you" he heard from her.

Aryan, my best friend. That evening, Chahat settled in the heart of Aryan, permanently. I was very happy. Aryan was just perfect for Chahat. I thought hw would love her more than me but...

Aryan's diary

That evening after watching

Chahat for the first time, I felt like I have found my reason to live. When she came to me, my heart started beating fast. And when heard her voice for first time, "thank u" then, I heard the bell in the heart. My first feeling, My first Love. It was the most beautiful evening of my life, after all, that evening I got my life ...

Samar's diary

After that evening my brother's life was obly to enjoy. Chahat, Mehak's Sister, For whom my brother was total change. From that day me and Chahat were best of friends. Never had a thought that I would cry to love Someone, cry in search of a friend. But...

Chahat's diary

That evening, for the first time, I saw Aryan. At first glance, I got a weakness for him. And after that evening, Samar was my best friend. Never thought I will love someone so much that, it will be impossible to forget him. I loved Aryan giving my life, and Mehak, loved Samar. But I can never forget that evening, after all, the betrayal started from there.

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I hope that was good 😕