Okay...so this is based on Kria and Ranveer Shergill from The Buddy Project. On my dearest Wifey AKA HPManiac's request! This really isn't that good SarSar, but I hope you enjoy it a little anyways
Also to my dearest Mais...don't kill me please. I have no clue what I did to your man
"Actually...it sucks."
"Excuse me? All those hotshot people in front of whom you made me sing couldn't stop applauding!"
"I'll be damned if those buffoons know a thing about music. Ranveer...the song is so fake, every one of my five senses was being skewered. Literally."
"Mr Shergill...this happens to be the most important song of your career. A lot of important people have been invited...if you don't touch them, you can get ready to stay stuck in the same position that you are."
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She looked at him curiously as he sat beside her in the same position that he had for the last 10 minutes. Head in his hands, and despair colouring his face. Not a common facet of the musical prodigy.
"So...he didn't like it?"
"Practically threw it in the dustbin."
"And then...?"
"I wrote a new one. My masterpiece. The one which will make me a legend. Manav said he couldn't feel the previous one...so I made sure my soul bled into it this time."
Because that's how he was. Driven and never one to back down from a challenge.
"Then what's the problem?"
"The ending...I don't have one."
"What's it about?"
He lifted his eyes to her expectant eyes and spoke.
"You."
She gave a start and her doe eyes widened in surprise. He chuckled at the sight.
"The way you leapt across the dewy grass the morning I first saw you. The way I had to check if your feet really touched the ground. The way your eye shone brighter than the rays of the sun falling on you. The way you waltzed into my life like it was meant to be."
She stared wordlessly and shell shocked at him.
"And that is why...it needs to be perfect. The ending. There has to be one."
He moved his face to the other side and missed seeing the single tear roll down her cheeks.
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It did make him a legend. Just like he had foreseen.
He turned away from the enthralled crown and the deafening applause to reread the white chit of paper for the hundredth time. The only thing left behind.
With all but twelve words on it.
"Every beginning has an end...it's just not always the perfect one..."
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Confused about Kria? Well...she left. Why, How, Where...well, she's the only one who knows.
Edited by ..DamonCrazy.. - 11 years ago