Chapter Twelve
Saiyan teri pyar bhari batein
Chot lagayein, ashoon bahayein...lootein ankh se nindiya re
Antara's Pov...
A lone ground surrounded by the snow covered range of himalay's far away from the crowded city of Mumbai, where the beautiful vibrant flowers were creating enormous colorful vibgyors on the ground. the green bed of grasses were peeping our shyly somewhere through the little holes of that rainbow design flower bed which was spread to the horizon through the ground to meet the snow covered ranges not so far. Butterfly's were flying around those flowers and also the humming bird's were singing the spring song making the place exactly like heaven. At the middle of those flowers their stood a middle aged beautiful lady wearing full sleeve salwar with a huge smile. Her hands were stretched at front calling for someone. Her eyes were warm with pure love, her smile was brighter than sun, she was like the angel from heaven. A little girl, wearing baby pink frock was rushing towards her through the flower bed, smiling chirpily, jerking her two big pigtails with the wave of her run and flaring the pink ribbons on the air. The little girl reached near that beautiful lady and jumped on her chest hugging her tightly with her tiny little hands. she buried her face in her warm chest with a huge bright grin. The lady closed her eyes imprisoning her little fairy in her secured hold and smiled wider. The air passed through them witnessing their pure bond.
Suddenly a mouth organ's sound flowed in the air. The little girl and the lady lifted their face from each other. The fear flickered on their eyes and at the next moment a huge boom could be heard and there was nothing. Everything blacked out and some thick red blood splashed on the black canvass.
I panted heavily and jerked up on the bed coming out from my sleep. My heart was running like crazy in tremendous fear and anticipation as I witnessed the scene on my dream. My whole feature shook crazily like I was sick from heavy fever. But I was drenched all over with sweat!! So I was not sick for sure. I hold my knees for a while and kept my chin on them looking towards the wall with my wide fearful blank eyes and gasped frequently. My blood pools were freezing and my nerves were almost numb, unable to feel any feeling. After some odd moments of silent, my lifeless hands moved like possessed and grabbed the diary from the table at side. I flipped the pages and let out a picture from it. It was the picture of a little girl and a middle aged woman standing at the middle of flower garden. That little girl was none other than but me and that lady was my momma. We took the picture ten years ago in the tulip garden while I was only eleven years old. I hold the picture and caressed on it lovingly. My mother's smiling face which I wouldn't be able to see ever!! I felt like some invisible hand penetrated through me and squeezed my heart spreading the blood around and gave me the immense pain but a single drop of tears came out from my eyes. As if I had become stone, emotionless lifeless!!
Suddenly I noticed that the harmonica which I heard in my dream was still there roaming around the silent night air. The sound which would chase me allover had also trespassed in my dream to steal the peaceful night sleep of mine. The sound of destruction and death, the music which belonged to the person who wiped every color from my life's colorful portrait and spread only deep red blood over the faded canvass! I could only hear the disaster in that tune, with each and every beat my heart lose more blood. I suddenly understood that he was playing the same tune of the song which I sang just some hours ago in the rooftop party with my family. Did he heard the song from me or he was playing that randomly?!! Suddenly I felt a burn inside. A tremendous wave of disgust and anger spread all over in my heart. That was my momma's favorite song and how dare he to play that?! No way!! he couldn't!! He didn't have that priority. How easily he was doing that without any guilt or sorrow. U killed my mother damn it!!!! U couldn't play her favorite song's tune and make her torment, me!! I couldn't let me. I lost my all self control in the tremendous rage that flows inside my blood. Unaware of everything, Rhea was sleeping at my side peacefully. I jumped out from the bed and rushed towards the front balcony. I didn't know what I was going to do but I just knew that I had to stop the music. It would surely made me mad otherwise. I pushed the door heavily and stood near the railing while my restless eyes moved allover on the silent street. But unfortunately raghu was not on the road anywhere. He had to be somewhere nearby as the tune coming was very clear. Listening to that, my eyes followed and looked towards the huge balcony of naik sadan. Although there was quite dark, I could visualize an abstract figure seating over the railings supporting his head on pillar and playing mouth organ. I recognized him at that instant. As the tune hit in my ears every min, the burn increased inside me. Holding my breath I was about to scream on him to stop that tune but at that instant I somehow managed to calmed down myself. I clutched the railings and stood there still while thoughts roamed in my mind.
My hand which was stretched pointing to him, stopped immediately at the spot. What the hell I was going to do?!! I almost slapped myself inwardly for my stupidity. How could I forgot about everything easily and could flow with the emotion all the time?! How could he affect me that badly, made me weak to the point that every time I face him, my outburst just hit badly on my wall to come out! How he made that possible?!! How could he play with my emotions so easily?!!
But I couldn't... I had to hold them back. it was nit time to reveal everything. I couldn't spoil everything just for my stupid emotions. Daya Naik, the lady who was behind everything, wouldn't spare me so easily if she had a single doubt on me and I couldn't get into the direct mess with her right hand raghunath naik that soon. I remembered the moment at evening when I saw raghu fighting with those goons. I couldn't underestimate his powers. He was the one who could end my all plan within a second and I had to extremely be careful with all of them. I had to be exactly like stone with no emotions and no feelings. Otherwise I couldn't win the battle. But it hurt!!! It really hurt when I saw those lithesome people roaming all around proudly after committing those serious crimes. Whenever I saw raghu's face I couldn't remind anything rather than my parents blood drifted face. I couldn't describe how much it hurt inside.
I supported my head on the wall, tired, exhausted, powerless!! I listen to the each and every beat of that music, hitting my heart like a lash whip which hit me again and again giving invisible wound in my heart. I hid my all tears inside my eyes and didn't let them flow. Those would be inside mine and add fuel to my burning rage, remind me of my goal every time. i stood there frozen, lifeless listening to the sweet, intoxicating, dreamy tune which arose my each and every bitter disgust and feeling of hatred. Burn me demon... give me pain as much as you can... this burn would keep me alive till I do justice with my dead parents. And when I would get my ultimate aim, I know that day I might be also turned into ashes! I was not afraid of death anymore!! Also... why should I stay alive anymore... they already killed me on the day when I witnessed my parent's death and my world crushed in front of my eyes.
The tune of harmonica stopped all of a sudden. I stood there steal, closing my eyes supporting the wall. A cold air of night passed through my hair and I know his eyes were in mine. He was watching me again. But I didn't look towards him. I didn't want to!!!
Raghu's POV...
I knew it would happen on that night. When there was not a single sound of life around the street of basti rather than those barking dogs and as soon as the local of 10:55 passed round the railway track at the back of our basti, I as usual habituated by my instinct pushed the metallic hard smoothness of mouth organ against my lips. The exact tune of that song came out which I heard just some hours ago on the rooftop from that beautiful voice still roaming inside my mouth. The song was rolling around like storm in my mind and was not going to leave anyhow. Strange!! I was not fond of song and musics... s**a itne salon se bas ek hii dhond baja raha hoon raat koo aur unn basti ke kutto koo sulata hoon... then what happened all of a sudden?! What was so special about that song, that tune which was capturing my mind? Actually true to say, not the tune, the voice... innocent, pure, drenched with divinity... woo kahete hain naa... Koyal kii boli... Bilkul waisi hii awaz hain uski...
Antara and her face were roaming all over my mind while the tune automatically came out from my mouth organ. While she was with me... while she was with others like ajji or her family... I felt like I was seeing two different people. Locha kya hain yaar... seta aur geeta wala twist too nahin hain!! I was feeling so stupid sometimes. What was the reality?!!!
But deep down in my heart, someone was saying that there must be a solid reason behind her odd behavior towards me. Otherwise she was almost same like other girls of her age. Fun loving bubbly and full of life that was really her whom I faced while she was singing! Those flickering dreamy hazels... full of unknown happiness... I was feeling like I could see her soul in those orbs at that moment. A very vulnerable soul who was pretending to be so strong to the world but actually she was really vulnerable. I didn't know why I was thinking of antara that much on those days. She had almost occupied most of my wandering random thoughts of day. she was becoming my interest and I was trying hard to read her but was failing every time. I felt so stupid every moment. Why such interests on some random girl like her?! But she was not any random girl!! She was so different in every way to me. The way she talked, the way she gazed... everything was so different than others. From the very day I met her she was always different. Could it be that she was still angry on me for my behavior on that day while we met in kashmir?! Did she take that seriously? Bappa!! Yee larkiyan bhi naa... kab kii batein yaad rakhti hain... par abb mafi too magi paregi... I thought while playing the tune. An air passed through mine when I suddenly felt some known aromatic smell. Automatically my tune stopped and my eyes moved towards the front balcony of govind uncle's house. The strret light directly fell on that balcony so the darkness couldn't blur my vision.
I saw a female fig standing there supporting the wall. The high range steet lights were falling in her face and my eyes froze to the spot. No doubt that person was antara who was standing there but my eyes couldn't move from her face. Even from that distance I could see the utterly pale color of her face, totally like an ice. Her eyes were not total clear from that distance but still I could see the blankness in them. I never felt that a living beings face could be like that. I felt like I was witnessing a death's face. And that face really shook my all ribs inside. My hand which was holding the mouth organ fell limply on the side hanging on the railing. There was not a single motion of life in her whole feature. I felt like I was observing a stone replica of Antara perfectly curved with her each and every detail. I felt my chest dried in some utter anticipation.
WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HER ACCTUALY?!!!
The question screamed in my mind and I desperately wanted the answer. at that moment I saw antara moving from her steal position and turn behind forwarding her feet towards the door. My neck automatically twitched in curves to get her last possible glimps and when I heard the sound of door banging close, I felt the sound hit me directly. After some moment, there was nothing rather than the sound of night insects. Letting out a deep breath I ruffled my hair in frustration.
"Yee larki mere koo pagal kar degi!!..." I mumbled with annoyance.
Strange!!! Why I was letting her to get on my nerves?!!
ps: so okk guyss heres the next chapter and it was filled up with depressing moments🤢...sorry for that guyss... actually in this situation it is quite tough for me to give light updates... as it doesn;t go with the mode... but will try to give lighter moments if possible😊... tabtak ke liye agar mujhe chappal maarna hain too as usual i am ready..
and finally a shorter chap...😆🤣
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