As part of AY Fic-A-Thon....
request..nitz
concept....uv met wid an accident and ashis feelings...saddy sad....
........MESMERIZED......
Ashi was sitting between friends, trying hard to laugh and be happy…but the numbness of defeat was hard to ignore. She was so sure that she would win but maybe she had been over confident because in the end she was defeated by the dirty politician and his equally dirt filled dirty son.
Ashi screamed at herself, "Urggg! Don't think about him Anvesha else u would get psycho maniac syndrome."
"Ashi aap weekend pe kya kar rahi hai?" Ranveer asked cheerfully, trying to cheer her mood.
Ashi rolled her eyes and replied, "skeletons ka exhibition lagane ka soch rahi hun… but mujhe mera master piece skull chahiye…Yuvraj Dev! Can u get it for me?"
Ranveer spilled his drink and looked at her with angry eyes telling, "hey bhaggu! Ashi, aapka koi kuch nahi kar sakta."
Ashi just gave him a wicked smile and was about to go for a small private walk when sid came screaming towards them, "Ranveer! Ranveer! uv ka accident ho gaya hai and he is serious please mere saath chalo."
Ranveer got shocked and replied, "Whaaat? ye aap kya keh rahe hai banaa… aap theek to hai?" Ashi replied, "Duh-uh Thakur! Tum kis idiot pe apna time waste kar rahe ho? Ye iska aur iske super floozy dost ka koi aur plan hoga… hum sabko bewakoof bana ne ka but you know what Sid? Apne friend se ja ke keh do ki ab usse ye saare cheap games khelne ki zaroorat nahi hai coz he has won his first dirty politics and I certainly hope he wins much more!" with that she banged the chair and buzzed off fuming with hatred and anger.
"I can't believe that I actually trusted that loser…that good for nothing psychotic pigeonhead! How could I even think that he would be different from his dad! How could I ever believe that he had some substance worth in him! How could I ever give him some space in my already heavily crowded heart! Urgg… Ashi get a life and for bhaggu's sake stop thinking of that perfectly waste creation of bhaggu!" she thought and returned to Maurya after her walk which was filled with nothing but the thoughts of yuckraj. She was surprised to find Maurya so dead and silent. She went to the canteen to gobble something up but the empty silence shrieked and stunned her. Just then a very solemn Ranveer, Tia, and Vrinda appeared. Their looks told her that she was about to witness something evil.
She asked, "Hey bhaggu! Tum thakur… tum kya is cindrelaa ko grave yard le gaye the…for the date? tum log aise lag rahe ho jaise kissy bhoot se bhaag ke aaye ho. umm waise thakur a bhoot would have been a better choice than a doll house…"
"Ashi…" ranveer said coming to her and hugging her tightly. He broke down and just said, "Ashi…Yuvi…" with that he left and Tia fallowed suit. Vrinda came and sat besides her friend, Ashi, who was unable to believe what she had heard…
"Maate…" she said in a soft whisper, seeking confirmation of the news and vrinda just nodded her head asking, "tum jaogi?" "Hunn…" ashi did as she was unable to comprehend what was being directed at her!
"Tum usse milne jaogi?" asked vrinda again.
"umm… umm… Main kyun jaon? Mujhe kya farak padta hai… I am not going anywhere… ye sab natak hai…I know it! Kal subah wo apni stupid girlfriend ke upar droll karta hoa nazar aayega!"
Vrinda replied, "Ashi… he's serious…shayed kal tumhe usse bye bolne ka bhi time na mile…" and with that she left ashi gulping the fear which was tightening her throat…
Hours passed unnoticed and Ashi was too busy remembering that one day…when she had first realized that cupid had hit her hard in the form of Yuvi. It was not that he had suddenly changed from being a monster to a rock star, neither had he given her any bunch of roses or boxes of chocolates. All he had done was sleep soundly and peacefully with his guitar clutched in his hand so tightly as if fearing someone would snatch it away from him. Even in his dreams she was mesmerized by this site of his.
His locks were all strewn and his eyes closed in the serenity of sleep. She did not remember witnessing something so pure and at that moment she knew that she had fallen heels over head for the one man who send her irritation meter to searing heights. She had blushed deeply at this realization and she was unable to resurrect whether it was just a realization or her acceptance of this fact which was on denial till now.
She had gone to him and very lightly had run her small fingers through his hair as if soothing him from all his worries. Aah but she had till now prided of being his greatest pain. She had touched his closed eyes in an attempt to comprehend what they actually reflected and she had tried to free him from his guitar but the moment she touched it he woke up in panic, "What… woo… wackoooooo tum pagal ho kya?" he shouted through his sleep "tumhe kitny baar kaha hai that stay away from my guitar… tumhe smajh kyun nahi aata? Mujhe zebras ki language nahi aaty wacko else I would have told u in your language… am warning u ashi, mere guitar se dur raho and thaanx… tumne meri pamila andreson ko kiss karne ke sapne ko beech main hi destroy kar diya… tum dreams main bhi logoon ko itna kyun daraty ho?" as he finished saying…ashi just made a face and said "ye koi tumahre dad ka private lounge nahi hai jo tum yahaan snor kar rahe ho…..apni pamila… ramila ko lekar yahaan se jao… and btw even ur sight is also so damn irritating!"
Yuvi rolled his eyes and left too sleepy to fight with her and of course his pamila was waiting for him. Ashi couldn't believe that she had fallen in love with this nincompoop and said to herself, " Duh-uh! Have I lost it finally?"
The ticking of the clock forced her back into reality. She was shocked at the unpredictable turn life had taken. Only this morning she had seen him with his porcupine girl friend and had wished his happy face would vanish into ozone layer. And now at this very hour he was fading away into the darkness of the black sky.
She wasn't even aware of how she managed to reach him. All she remembered was that there was a deep sense of regret within her. A regret for having fought with him always with the confidence and belief that in the end she would belong to him. But life never gave her a second chance as her ego had not given him one. The days which could have turned into moments that made her skip a beat and tilt her lips in their soft glory, now ended in a night that left her standing outside his hospital room.
She dreaded the sight which would be held her in the hauntingly white and colorless room but to her amazement she found herself being mesmerized yet again…
Her eyes had to pass through a cobweb of machines and tubes to reach his solemn face. He was sleeping just like that day…eyes closed in a soft enfold holding his agony and breathe very slow yet rhythmic to sing the song of his pain.
This very instant she knew that she would love him the way she had always done. Life was mortal but this wacked out feeling of love was beyond eternity. All she lost was that one moment when he too would have declared his claim over her soul. She had always dreamt of him shouting out to her the three words that symbolized their love 'WACKO GET LOST' and she knew it would turn real someday…But alas! All dreams weren't meant to be real and the fazing of this one was taking the light of her life.
She gripped the window frame to stand still and pleaded him with watery eyes to rebuke her, abuse her, or just to say one simple wacko, but all she got back was the reverberating sound of silence and death.
She turned to go back to the shallow life that lay ahead but she stopped at something which her eye tabs recognized instantly. It was his guitar which had been his soul. His blood, strength, character and every single thing. Trillions and zillions of crazy fights over this very piece of metal zoomed in front of her and suddenly her knees felt too weak to stand her shattering pain. She reached out for the sealed packet which contained numerous pieces of his guitar and she knew that her fate was sealed from here on. She knew that she was loosing him as his soul had fallen apart.
Suddenly in the stillness of the night, she heard her own desperate howls cursing the mockery of life and frantically trying to arrange the shambles of his life in the shape of his soul but she failed again and instead landed up with a tiny ring which was his first birthday gift for her… and maybe his last…
She looked at the ring and again was mesmerized with the unsaid bond that bonded to souls and she knew that her dream had turned real and hearts might stop beating but the blossoms of this love would remain in the air and certainly she would feel it everywhere.
She gathered all the pieces of her life and walked towards the door which led her to her mumma so that she could wait for the sun to rise in the abode of her secure arms…
Cricket
Pati Patni Aur Panga
