MG SS- SANEYEEKA THREAD 1 - Page 38

He shook his head to stop his imagination for he knew they were false. But he couldn't defy his legs. They walked on their own accord, searching for the source of that beautiful music that suddenly seemed to calm him, snatching away his sleep.

He walked across the hall, trying to search who was playing it. His heart suddenly seemed to beat faster…like reminding him of something. he was getting restless…the music was making his head spin,, it was soothing his burning soul…it was evoking emotions in him…it was creating ripples in him. He searched all the rooms madly, trying to know the source. He called out for the servants but everyone had gone leaving his all alone in that huge mansion. He was getting really very angry…he screamed to that unknown person to stop playing that damn thing but the notes flowed. It never stopped defying him. He hated that feel… frustrated; he went out to check the lawn. How could the watchman even allow anyone inside? The music still echoed through the walls of the mansion, flowing swiftly… dancing and twirling. He walked to the backyard to check. The stars peeped out of the clouds to witness the phenomena. He restlessly searched around for the music seemed to lure him here. He knew this is where he'd find the source. Nature was at her peak… the wind giggled past him, making him even more restless and irritated. The moon shimmered even brighter as if showing him the path in that dark night. The crickets chirped making him feel that he was not alone.

geet's unnatural flute

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His pace slowed down as he felt he was nearing his destination. He moved a little ahead and stopped seeing someone sit on the grass, precisely a girl, doing something. but he knew the music emanated from her. Her hair was let down…he could faintly recall that night when he had seen her for the first time. There was a lamp, lit beside her, covered in a glass vase, showing her the light. He tried to look at her face when hose naughty winds did the honors. The blew away her hair, making that shiny sleek silver flute visible on her cheeks. He froze right there…his mind refused to register the fact right in front of him. He just couldn't go back…he knew it well. He didn't understand what to do now…or what to feel. All these months he had been so so so lonely and he had learned to live alone. Then sudden advent of her back in his life made him retaliate.

She stopped playing feeling him behind her. She opened her eyes slowly and smiled. Her heartbeats rose…she was going to see him after whole five months. Only she knew how much she had craved for him…how she had stayed away from him. And now it was time to face him. She stood up, holding the lamp in one hand while her flute in the other. Time seemed to stop for both of them. She was eager to see him, to see his reaction, to feel him close. His one kiss had made her fall head over heels for him. But her face screamed calmness…yet her heartbeats so erratic. She waited for him to speak and when she was sure he wouldn't, he did break the silence.

"why did you come back? Now?",

He was rude and she knew he was angry. She knew he was all alone but some things are better kept unanswered. Everything has a time and they happen exactly when they had to. she didn't reply immediately. She just let the silence linger between them for a while. She could hear his ragged breath…he was angry, very angry on her. He waited for her to answer but her silence was making him angrier.

"Why did you come back now?", he screamed at her. Before he could speak anything further, she turned to face him, holding the lamp high up in the air, near her face. He froze instantly…. She..she was so beautiful. He forgot what he wanted to say…his anger suddenly seemed to get suppressed. She was as beautiful as the sky…her skin glowed in that moon light and those dark twinkling eyes… he felt numb, tongue tied. He couldn't even move. the dim light from the lamp made her look even more beautiful. The light flickered with the wind and she blinked. His world came to a standstill right there. She smiled seeing him so lost at first but then she blushed not able to take that intense gaze on her. It was for the first time he was seeing her ever…all these years he had only played with her silhouette and today she stood right in front of him. He couldn't believe she was this beautiful. He had seen her eyes…deep, dark and desirous but seeing her face clearly today just made him numb.

She kept the lamp aside and walked to him, slowly, graciously. She was seeing him after so long. Her hand raised up and softly caressed his cheeks. He snapped back instantly and held her hands tightly. She looked at him ever so lovingly but he was not going to take anything from her. He glared at her, accusing her of not being with him when he needed her the most and jerked her hand away, "dare you touch me…"

And he just walked away, leaving her all alone in the dark of the night. She stood there watching him retreat. He was very very angry on her. She looked at her hand which had his finger prints and smiled to herself.

He dashed into his room, fuming. Why was she back when she never cared about him all these months? He had learned to live alone…then why was she back? He paced here and there restlessly, running his hand through his hair. He saw her for the first time ever…she was probably the prettiest of the girls he had seen till date. Her eyes always spoke volumes and seeing her today actually made him even more restless. One side he just wanted to hug her tightly…he had been longing for her so much but he was upset…he was broken and he was angry. Losing his entire family on a single day, then her not showing up ever…she never cared. It hit him real hard and on the most vulnerable spot. She never cared. He felt the corners of his eyes burn…but he can't be weak. He can never be weak. . frustrated, he punched the wall so hard but he couldn't even feel the pain.

She hugged him from the back, seeing him in such a state.

"don't hurt yourself…", she spoke. It was so soothing to his heart…her voice as melodious as her music. But he wasn't going to buy any of that. He jerked her away and moved away, "geet…just go away…"

He heard her flute fall on the floor with a beautiful sound. He closed his eyes unable to take that. She came again and hugged him from back, "how can I go away when I came for you?"

He tried to push her away but she held on tight, "no… you never came for me…never…"

She understood that hidden meaning in his words, "you never came for me either…"

That did strike him. But how could he have gone when he was so messed up…physically, professionally and emotionally. He felt her head resting on his shoulder softly. He breathed in sharply and tuned back, holding her arms tightly, shaking her violently, "yeah right… lose your entire family in the blink of an eye and then expect me to remain stable in any way to go after you?"

He was irritated to the core, realizing she never understood him at all. It hurt her but she never flinched. She tried to cup his face and he just pushed her away, making her fall on the ground, "just go away before I hurt you…"

He turned away from her. She looked up at him. He was too hurt…too much in pain and she knew he was lonely and angry. She picked up her flute and stood up. There was complete silence. She turned away to leave. He didn't even turn back though his heart ached to see her like that. Before she left the room, he heard her speak, "Everything happens for a reason…and People come to our lives only to go away"

He turned to look at her but she was gone. Her words echoed in the room…even the last time they had met, she had said the same thing—People come to our lives only to go away..!

He didn't know why but today he felt she was not from this world perhaps..her words…her grace, the way she walked, carried herself..it felt as if she belonged to a very different world…a very different time, different that this. He didn't even know why she even came back.

He locked himself in his lifeless room and fell on his bed. He missed his parents, dadima… everyone but he didn't cry. He kept looking at the ceiling endlessly. Why did she come back? He looked at his finger where their engagement ring still sat. he caressed it softly, remembering their most beautiful moment with each other, the tender touch of her lips, her hugging him…and then her face that he saw today. She talked as f she belonged to some different time… she even played those tunes that was very different from what one would normally hear… her coming back all of a sudden… her words—everything happens for a reason…made him even more restless. She was so mysterious like the night.. dark yet desirable. He wanted to know so many things about her…who was she actually?

His night went changing sides, worried about her. Where did she go? Where did she stay? Was she alright? He didn't even realize when he slept off, lost in her thoughts. Was that even love what they had shared nights ago? Where was this relation going? Did she still want to marry him? Given his conditions, he knew he was in no position to get married to anyone. His perfect life was shattered leaving him with nothing. But she came back again and with such a force that he had none but her in his mind all through.

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