Part 3
Somewhere in Kashmir, a guy in his twenties sleeping in his bed like forever,his body was turning left and right over the bed as if he couldn't find any peace to sleep .Suddenly he jerks ending up sweating himself,his heart was panting very fast he still couldn't understand why he kept having this dreams ,ever since this incident happened to him, this dream won't let him live. Every time he goes to sleep, he will see a girl standing at the balcony ,looking into someone's picture while in her other hand she would be holding a revolver.The last words she ever said to the picture ' I am sorry'' and then she shot herself. He has no idea who she was and whom she was telling to,for his bad luck he couldn't see the girl's image as it was blurred.
He checked to his watch and saw it was seven in the morning, so he got up from the bed, cleaned himself and looked into the mirror like everyday, his face would turn black whenever he sees the scar in the middle of his chest. He was glad that his scar wasn't deep like any other people would get anyways he was late for office.So he went downstairs for breakfast followed by his family.
'' Dear , I heard that you have been transported to Mumbai,'' said Sneha
'' Yes Mom, they think that I deserve this post and want me to work on the main office rather than branch. Acturally, I am glad that I'm shifting at least I won't have to see the snow everyday,'' said Raghu chirpily while winking his younger sister.
'Bro you will never change,I know deep down you're going to miss the shabby snow and the peaceful life in Srinagar,'' said Milli proudly.
This is Milli Singhania, Raghu's sweetheart and partner in crime whenever Raghu would plan prank or surprise someone, his sister will always be there to help unless he pays her.Studies in 10 grade but clever as a fox.
'She's right son, this house will lose its soul,'' said Shekar with a pouty face.
Shekar Singhania: Srinagar's best Doctor in the corner, He is prossional at work but loves his family to core. Less dad he's more like a friend to his kids but when her wife is around he can be the typical daddy as well.
Sneha Singhania : A sweet and strict as the same time when her husband is not serious with them she would be the one controlling in the household otherwise she loves them all. By the way she's a gynaecologist who works in the same clinic with her husband.
''Oh c'mon Dad and not you ... You're saying as if I'm leaving Srinagar forever, you know we can call each other all the time ,'' said Raghu with a smile.
'' We always want you to be happy Shorty and who knows you might meet your miss right,'' said Akash winking at Raghu.
'I don't think so Daddu, Girls are the ones who crazy about me... Not the other way around..
''But Shorty'' I was... Before Akash could say it any further Raghu interrupted.
''Oh shot, I'm late ... Gotta go guys and see you later...
The next night ,Raghu tried to sleep peacefully but he couldn't instead he would have the same dream again, the same girl who commits suicide right in front of his eyes and he couldn't do anything to save her. He jerks himself again,confused why this dream kept tormenting him every night, even his little heart couldn't resist the shock but for some reason it would gave him an unusual rhythm. The sound was so loud that it could be heard everywhere from his room. He got out of the bed, took the medicine which was lying on the table and went to his balcony, staring above the dark skies.
''I wonder who was she , why she tried to kill herself and what connection do I have with this girl...there are so many questions which are still a mystery to me ... mystery that can never be solved... Kaun hai woh meri... who is she to me(r)
''Sab kuch toh hai woh mera ,Mera zindagi hai woh he's everything to me, he's my life,'' said Antara while caressing the picture .
''Anu, how long are you going to stay in your past, the more you think , the more pain it'll create.For god sake .it's been 2 years now, '' said Grams worriedly..
Anu cannot help but to nod at her grandma , she knew that the her golden days will never come and she also knew he'll never return. The incident that took place 2 years ago,Anu remembers each and every bit of the horrifying night though she never considered him to be dead. Like people say Love never dies'.
'' I know you're very concerned about me but I cannot let him slip away from me infact i'm happy the way my life is going... I don't need anybody else to protect me,''
''I know you're very strong girl still you cannot live with his memories forever. Remember one thing my dear love is a feeling that can happen anywhere and anytime. You cannot stop from entering its heart'', While Shraddha was lecturing about moving on' marathon, Anu was fuming with anger she was holding it for the past 2 hours and all of a sudden she said something which no granddaughter would ever do to their grandparents.
''Shraddha like I told you,,No one and nobody can replace Rohit... please go... I need some time for myself'' Yes you got it , whenever she would have any disagreements with her granny she would outburst and call with her first name.
Shraddha sighed and gave up arguing with her she knew that her granddaughter is stubborn as always, once she do something she never turns back. By the moment she goes to her room and Annu grabs her wrist and said ''Sorry Grams, I know you want the best for me... '' said Annu holding her both ears.
Shraddha couldn't help but to hug her and'' I am sorry too ... I should've understand you're mature enough to handle yourself ... goodnight Annu ...'' She pulled out from the hug and gave her kiss in the forehead and retired to her room.
Annu closed the door behind her and took out a album book from her cupboard. She opened the first page of the album which was her childhood photo with her parents. It was family picture where they went for a picnic in Srinagar , that was her favourite spot to spend her quality time with her family hence she preferred winter than summer and whenever her dad got time they'll go there. She continued looking at the pictures one by one while she was flipping the pages , her eyes caught on that particular picture. Tears were streaming from her eyes as she was caressing the picture , it was none other than Rohit the same guy who she was fighting over with Shraddha.She took out the picture and placed it in a frame with hers and went back to sleep.
Part 4
Next morning was bright and shiney while for Raghu was big day to celebrate. He gave a double check to his luggage whether he forget anything.
''So everything is done,I'm ready to go,'' he said happily
Before he goes downstairs , he gave a last glimpse of his room and said I am going to miss you room but don't worry i'll come back very soon.
'' Shorty! where are you? The taxi has arrived'',Akash's voice made Raghu brought back to reality and so he quickly took his luggage and got into the jeep. Everybody was extremely happy that he's getting the chance to explore his knowledge and that too in the most famous cities in India,Mumbai.Milly was sad that she won't be able to see her brother for the next 6 months as he going to be very busy, Raghu couldn't stand the gloominess on her sisters face so he tries to change the mood.
''You know what Milly, how about I sing a song for you hmmm what say,' Raghu took out his guitar and starts singing
Listen to the song while reading it
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KkF0_lbBmjU
Milly face lit up the moment he sang song, It's her favourite album from the movie.
O.. Yahin doobe din mere
Yahin hote hain savere
Yahin marna aur jeena
Yahin Mandir aur Madeena... x2
Teri galiyan... galliyan teri, galliyan...
Mujhko bhaavein galiyan, teri galliyan
Teri galiyan...galiyaan teri, galliyan..
Yuhin tadpavein, galliyan teri, Galliyan... Raghu cannot resist but smile at her sister how she's enjoying each and every bit of her brother singing this song.
Tu meri neendo me sota hai
Tu mere ashqo mein rota hai...
Sargoshi si hai khayalon mein
Tu na ho, phir bhi tu hota hai
Hai sila.. tu mere dard ka
Mere dil ki duaayein hain..
Teri galiyan... galliyan teri, galliyan..
Mujhko bhaavein galiyan, teri galiyan
Teri galiyan...galiyaan teri, galliyan..
Yuhin tadpaavein, galliyan teri, galliyan..
Kaisa hai rishta tera-mera... Not only that even Akash starts singing the next phrase of the song ...
Be-chehra phir bhi kitna gehra
Ye lamhe, lamhe ye resham se
Kho jaayein.. kho na jaayein humse
Kaafila.. waqt ka.. rok le..
Abr se juda na ho
Teri galliyan... galliyan teri galliyan..
Mujhko bhaave galiyan teri galiyan
Teri galiyan...galiyaan teri galliyan..
Yuhin tadpaave galliyan teri galliyan...
Shekar and Sneha couldn't think but to see the smiles at their children and how Raghu would do anything to keep a simple smile for his sister . So finally they have reached the station and couldn't believe how time had passed by. It wasn't easy for them to let their younger kid go but they had to.
''I am going to miss you My baby... please always have homemade meals and don't work so hard that you'll fall sick'' said Sneha with tears in her eyes.
''Mum , Mum please don't cry ... you know I cannot see your tears'' said raghu while consoling his mother...
'' Mom if you cry who's going to take care of dad'' said Raghu chirpily
''ohh Raghu... you are so naughty... What am I going to do with this boy... Be Careful not use this attitude with your boss''
''Don't worry mum ... I won't'' said Raghu while crossing his fingers
Everybody gave him a last hug and went away from the station while Raghu went inside the train. He cannot wait to reach Mumbai and start his work as Head Architect hence his happiness was uncontrollable.Apparently there was nothing that he can ever asked for.Slowly his eyes become weary and drift off to sleep without any worries, just him and his dreams.
Raghu as usual cannot sleep, He goes left and right onto the bed.The same dream he has been dreaming for the past two years .He woke up again with a jerk, wiping his sweat ,thinking when will his misery end.
''Hey mother ! Look in the window I think we have reached our destination,'' said little girl to her mother.
''Wait! Have I reached to Mumbai'', Raghu looked into the window and couldn't believe in his own eyes
"The city of dreams ... Welcome to Mumbai Raghuveer Singhania ",he said smiling to himself. He put all his luggage one by one on the ground and gave a double if he hasn't forget any. Next he went to the nearest store to buy water and some snack since he had nothing from morning, suddenly his heart rate started to raise.He can feel his chest beating in an unusual manner and that's when a young lady went passed him,by the moment he turned around she disappeared through the crowd even his heartbeat came to its normal rhythm. He thought that it must have been an illusion and walked to his path.
''Hey bhai...''
His thoughts were broken by a young man screaming his name . Raghu turned over to meet his childhood friend Mohit and instantly hugged him.
''Arrey Mach Mach... what's up man... Long time no see''
'' Bhai ... Do you have to call me with this name ...'' said Mohit with his gloomy face
''Bro I can't change that and besides this name fits you well hehehe"
''Okay, okay you win I lose...''
''Now let's go otherwise Aunty will complain that I haven't picked you up''
Mohit helped with his belongings and put it inside his car until he reached his home sweet home.
''This is it Bhai, your home sweet home by the way right is yours and left is my room,''
Raghu cannot stop but look at the rooms. It's very huge and the most beautiful part was the balcony, which gave a different layer to the house.
''It's quite nice Mach Mach and look I think we have a neighbour. I wonder who lives there,''
''I think you should wait for it tomorrow ... bhai lets go down and eat something alright''
''Oh sorry about it ... let's go''
So after having a little dinner and their crazy chit chat, Raghu was placing his bed to go to sleep ,all over sudden he hears a tune which was coming from outside. He assumed it was a mouth organ, he opened the balcony door and found nobody on the street except a rounded sit with a large lamp in the center. Raghu failed to see the person's face since his back was visible.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w5JaLdWgLes#!
Pretend Antara Is playing the Mouth Organ.
The music was very soothing and calm if only he knew who was playing this masterpiece as soon as the music ended raghu went back to his bed and for the first time in his life he felt peace.
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