Who Am I? Author's Note pg-120

PROLOGUE

"Are you fine?" asked he.

Duffer.. How will I be fine? We are kidnapped by some kidnappers and this stupid guy of fourteen asks me whether I am fine.

"Do you think I am?" said I sarcastically.

"No"

Wow! If he already understood it before, why was he asking me?

"Are you not scared?" asked I.

"I am" said he.

We both were locked in the same room. I was kidnapped as I was famous and he was kidnapped as he was a son of a rich woman who had a big business industry. And me , I am a recent winner of a singing reality show.

No I was never a soft hearted even at this young age. But this sudden kidnapping had quite shaken me off.

"May be this is the last night in our life" said he in a depressed tone.

"We both cannot look at each other. It was so dark here. But I love darkness. It gives me peace. But something was telling me that the guy with me scares it.

"Its too dark here" said I. Actually I tried to know whether darkness really matter for him or not.

"I hate darkness" said he "It scares me"

Exactly the way I thought. I think this one year older guy really needs me now. I went a little close to him and hold his hands.

He looked at me through this semi dark room. And I noticed that he is quite relieved now.

"I am there with you ." said I assuring him.

He looked at me smilingly. When they brought me here he was already there.

"Thank you" said he.

"You can be comfortable with me" said I and we sat together near a box.

"I am missing my friends"

"Friends?"

"Don't know how they are feeling now"

"Why ? They are also kidnapped or what?" asked I.

"No, but they love me a lot. By now they must have come t know that I am kidnapped and they must be crying. I am not even there to stop their tears"

"I am sorry to say that you are talking with the wrong person now." Said I.

"Why?"

"I don't believe in friendship"

I could see his shocked face clearly.

"Then the students in your class what are they to you?"

" Class mates!"

"The boys and girls with whom you play?"

"I don't play."

"Then what you do?"

"Hmm!! I just sit with instruments. I love exploring all kinds of music instruments and other than that I love gadgets and machines"

"I play guitar. Had you played it"

"Regularly.."

We both smiled.

"I can't believe my ears- A girl of thirteen don't believe in friendship."

"No. For me friendship is a mess. It only exist for selfish means"

"That's sad! For me friendship is life. My four best friends are the reason to be happy in my life"

I could judge from his face, he really loves his friends. I thought its not good to hurt his feelings telling all my theories on the faked bonding called friendship.

"Well do you have a girl friend?" asked I.

"No, I never been in a relationship."

"Strange, you are fourteen right? And still don't have a girl friend."

"Do you have a boy friend?" asked he.

"No. Like friendship love also does not exist for me"

"Seriously? You are the first girl whom I saw who don't believe in these two emotions"

"Coz I think everything comes with demands and motives"

He smiled, " Well I think you are the single piece of the female sex that I am liking so much rather than my two female best friends."

"Well you are the first guy who sitting so close to me"

He looked my face again and next moment he just kissed my forehead.

"You are a sweet heart" said he.

It was unexpected but my heart was beating in an unknown tone.

I took two deep breaths and said " Thank you".

He smiled maybe he understood what was I feeling with that unexpected kiss.

Suddenly the door flung open and I could see police. We were rescued. First we went to police station and from there to our respected houses. But before he left he came to me. And for the first time I noticed him in brightness. He was tall, white like chalk and handsome. His beauty cannot be defined but there was serenity in him.

"Thank you for being there with me and protecting me from my fear."

"Yours welcome"

He bent and kissed my forehead again. It seriously gave me an electric shock.

But that made me determined to kiss him so I stood straight on my toes and kissed his cheeks. He was smiling.

"That made you more close to me." Smirked he and left.

After he went away I remembered neither he know my name nor I know his.

"Bullshit!" I exclaimed.

CHAPTER-01

Lights shimmered in front of me. I could see a mike giving a welcoming note in the most appropriate situation. Today is the first day of mine in this College. I, Nandini Moorthy , may be the most confused soul in this earth.

Let me clear some things of mine. I am a girl of eighteen. I came from Bangalore and stepped in Mumbai yesterday. I am here with my brother Rishabh and is staying at my Chacha's residence. No Rishabh is not my own brother.. Ams my grandmother she used to say Rishab's parents and my parents had a car accident. I somehow fell outside from the car and my parents fell down from a cliff and their bodies were never found. Rishab's parents also died and his grandmother brought both of us to their house and raised me up. Well both of us never been normal.. He get some kind of attacks very often and he had also lost his voice and I lost the most precious thing of mine.. my memory.. Like Rishabh I also have attacks where I hallucinate people whom I had never saw in my life and I used to start shouting at them. Well sometime I even hallucinate those people in the people who were sitting in front of me. Some traces of my past still haunt me. I am a girl who don't know about her own existence. I don't remember my parents. I don't know how they used to look like. I am ill... or quite a sort of.

Leaving this I can see the mike in front of me. How much I am hating to stand here even! Those guys, I feel like they are more sick than me, sick in their heads.

Yes! Those five people, that thin funky girl, that guy with the brown hair and that slim Barbie doll , well she looks like a girl who loves fashion and that guy the tallest one. I think the quiet one is good, yes! The one with the cap.

Well I felt aghast, when I saw them today in the morning. They were ragging a new student, making him drink the most horrible thing one could ever imagine. A glass of water where one packet of chili powder was mixed. I wanted to protest but till that time they made him drink half of it and the guy in the cap protested. And they agreed to him in the next second. They look like quite spoiled rich boys and girls except that cap one.

I am quite a quiet girl as I don't want to spoil my image in front of everyone and I really hate to make friends. God knows what they may comment when they would see my crazy side from close. Its safe to keep a distance from everyone.

But alas! I had always been a celebrity. I was the champion of singing reality show which used to air on national T.V. channels at the age of thirteen. And then I even won the Junior Singing Talent Show, the International Competition at the age of fifteen , had six albums of Hindi and English songs till now. Leaving that got to work for Bollywood movies from the age of fourteen and Hollywood, sixteen. Popularity is like a cup of tea for me, but my fans don't even know the girl who had achieved success from such an young age is the most unsuccessful and lonely in the struggle of life and in the quest of knowing myself.

But here no one knows me. Am like a common girl. I got here by an entrance exam, in the most precious Musical College of India, SPACE- Academy of Performing Arts. If I had disclosed my true identity maybe I could join here without an entrance exam. But for now I have to hide myself. I need a break from my popularity. So, though I am known as N.M. in the Musical Industry. I simply came here as Nandini Moorthy, just Nandini Moorthy. Only Principle Sir knows my true identity.

My chacha and chachi are one kind of best guardians one could have. My chachi Daljeet is Punjabi and my chacha Krishnayya Pillai is south Indian. Both has the greatest combination.

Well I came and held the mike tightly in my palms. Simple dressing and no make up works. We celebrities look really different when we have our make ups. But without them we look really common. I think no one had figured it out that the girl who is standing in front of them in this simple embroided kurta and jeans is the same N.M. whom they used to see in concerts wearing shorts and stilettos.

I did this purposely. Yes! With this simple dressing I wore simple sandals and my hair was plainly platted. I had small jhumkas in my ears, my naked neck flesh was exposed. I had two three bangles on my right wrist and a watch on my left one. If they don't go with the look and have a good eye sight, they would definitely notice that the things which I was wearing were all costly and designer products.

Well when I was thinking of being common and simple, celebrating my success of being left unrecognized, my random thoughts were washed out with a sharp voice.

"Hey sweet heart.. I don't think so you will be able to say anything in this mike. These are not your cup of tea I mean these are not made for you, you are good in a village in front of a stove."

I saw the face of that stranger. As thought he was none other than that tallest guy. I didn't let any of my emotions specially anger to get visible in my face and stood there with an expressionless face.

" Good afternoon to everyone present here. I am Nandini Moorthy. I am basically a quiet girl but it looks like the people who are sitting in front of me are dumb. When I was told to introduce myself and got to hear such kind of comment from my senior and the respected people sitting in front of me quiet shows the true personality. Sweetheart let me decide where do I look good in front of a stove in a remote village or here between you guys in this College. I know that you just exposed yourself but that's good for you people got aware of you. And as for me Music is my passion so am standing here. With this I Nandini Moorthy is signing off!"

I look straight at that guy and I could easily predict by his and his friends looks that I will be their next prey. I know I talked more than I need to but I just shown them their own image in a mirror.

A girl a distant came running towards me. She was also in traditional attire. She was wearing salwar kameez.

"Wow! What a mind blowing speech you had given" said she.

"Thank you"

"Hi.. am Navya Naveli. New to this College. Just joined yesterday"

" I joined today... which department?"

"Semi Classical. You?"

"Classical"

"What you joined classical at this modern age?"

"But Classical Music is the base and quite good here"

"Yeah quite a.."

"Navya I think I should leave I have a class"

"What class?"

"As you said this is a modern Music College. Rather then attending just classical music classes I have to attend theory class of musical instruments"

"That's a great co incidence. I have the same class. Let's go together"

"Oh.. sure"

We started walking towards the class.

"Do you know you fell in the same problem where I fell?" asked Navya.

"What problem?" asked I with a questioning look in my face.

"Do you know what you did you just challenged Fab 5" said she.

"Fab 5?"

"The guy who commented on you was Manik Malhotra. Fab 5 is a band. Last year they won the National Band Competition."

"Oh!" I let her words go inside through one of my ears and let it flow out with the other. She was saying it with so much fear. I could feel a little tension in the air but shoved it off.

"Well they are like monsters. The boy with brown hair is Cabir and that fashionista is Alya, the funky type girl is Mukti. They are heartless. Only Dhruv is good between them."

"Who?" Well honestly I was thinking something else at that very moment. I was thinking why this girl is so much scared of those spoiled ones.

"Dhruv! The one with cap."

"Oh!"

"You don't know what kind of monsters they are. They threw me in a dustbin yesterday"

Now sky fell on my head. Did I heard it correctly. They threw this girl in the dustbin yesterday. Then I noticed tears in her eyes. She is crying. No.. am not at all good in consoling anyone. Hardly with much effort I tried to say her don't cry' when I saw terror in her eyes. Her eyes were on my back. Fear was written on her face. I could hear warm foot steps behind me. I understood whose foot steps could be those. I turned back and saw Fab 5 behind me.

"Hey Manik, look yesterday's fun piece is standing here so quietly" said Cabir.

I could see and read their aggressiveness from their faces. I thought it's the best time to keep mum rather to speak anything intelligent or rubbish"

Specially this time when no one can recognize who actually you are.

"Look this time I did nothing. Please leave me" said Navya begging them.

They were looking and laughing at her except Manik who was constantly gazing at me. I don't think God is quite liberal to me. He always send the wrong person at wrong place and in wrong time for me.

"Guys how could we ignore this one?" said he looking at me.

I know he is about to do something evil but he don't know at all that if he is a monster than am a devil.

Cabir, " Yaa... she is the one who said so much on the stage"

"Hey girl ... think you are too smart" said Alya making fun of me.

I really hate this kind of jokes. I must say I hate those people who makes fun of me.

"She thinks she can do anything" said Mukti.

Now they are just tasting my patience.

"Sweetheart you should speak less" said Manik.

I watched them smiling.

"Navya if you are done here, lets go for the class we are quite late", said I looking at Navya and completely ignoring Fab 5.

They were quite shocked by this attitude of mine.

I turned to leave when Manik came in front of me.

"How dare you?"

"Dare what?" asked I.

"Ignore us. Till date no one dared to ignore Fab 5"

"Seriously.. Am not interested to talk with strangers. If you are done leave my way." I said sarcastically.

"You.."

"Look Mr Manik Malhotra.. who so ever you be neither I know you nor you know me. But still you humiliated me publicly and expected me to keep quiet. That's not done. Well as I said I am quite late now and not interested to have any acquaintance with you or your friends. So am leaving with my new friend or your prey. Want to have fun with her, have later. Goodbye" and with that I dragged Navya to the class. And Fab 5 stood there as statues who even forgot to move.

Here goes the first part hope everyone will love it.

Mimi😳