hi guys…up wid this again! this time no offending, ok?
previous part: Here
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“Ajay, Ajay…thank you so much man” Abhi clung to him.
“You are my friend boy, and by the way meet them. They are also my friends.”
That time Ajay gets a call and so he walks off making an excuse. Abhi turns back to the girls.
“Glad to meet you girls. I am Abhi… Abhishek Prem Mehra” he forwards his hands to Nitya.
“Hi handsome. I am Nitya” she shakes hands.
He then forwards his hands to Pragya. “Hi”
Pragya hesitates to give her hand and Abhi understands it. He changes it to a Namaste! Pragya looks at him and the moment their eyes meet, the world stops.
“Nee voice chaala baagundhi. I can listen to it all day and night.” Nitya turned nonstop bringing Abhigya out of their world.
“It’s so mesmerising man” she said while Abhi was still standing mesmerised in Pragya’s eyes.
“Hey, nenu neethone maatladutunnanu…” she waved her hands in front of him.
“Sorry yaar. I actually don’t know Telugu.”
“Oh, I am sorry. I meant your voice is so good.”
“Thank you”
“OK bye” Nitya said dragging Pragya with her, while Abhi smiled seeing them walk away.
The girls start to move, but Pragya catches Nitya’s hands. She hands a kerchief to her and signals it to give it to him.
Nitya went and gave it to him.
“Why?” Abhi questioned getting it.
Nitya showed Maya.
Maya showed his hand.
Abhi looked down and saw his hand bleeding. He never found it! He was standing amazed while Nitya dragged Maya again and they started to move.
He was lost for words but simply wiped the blood off his hands gently and ties the hand-key around.
‘Hey… how can I return this back to you? What is your name?’ he shouts.
Maya turns but does not tell him anything. She simply looked at him and leaves.
Abhi smiles… he starts to leave, but sees a silver ring below his legs. He bends down, picks it up and takes a look at it. He sees here and there but the place is deserted. He puts the ring in his pocket and leaves.
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“That’s your ring right?” “Hmmm…”
“See, I guessed it. Just like all typical old movies”
“Don’t you think you are actually making fun?”
“What’s the doubt? And anyways, it’s common between mother and daughter. So, go on Maya…don’t stop. What’s next?”
ANNOUNCEMENT: The flight is landing in Mumbai for its stop. The flight will again take off by 17:45.
Maya smiled while Ayesha cursed the announcement.
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OK, Maya, now since we are back on flight, can you continue…
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“Aaliya, are you ready?”
“I am coming papa.”
“How do I look, baby?”
“Arey, my papa is looking like a three year old kid” Aaliya laughed adjusting his collar.
“Aaliya!!!”
“OK, OK…you look just like…GOD!!!…you won’t know papa…I doubt whether you are actually 39…I think your BC is wrong…you look like 20 man!!! If you were not my pa, I would have actually married you (giggles)”
“Aaliya, this is too much.”
“NO, papa”
“OK fine don’t butter me…”
“Arey, it’s true Baba”
“OK”
In car,
“Where are we going papa?”
“Mama is not there naa, we will enjoy”
“Oh god! Help me. Such a bad papa I have got” Aaliya said giving a helpless look.
“Tell me where you want me to go” Abhi started staring.
“Our home”
It’s been 30 mins since they reached there. Aaliya had always wished to go there. No matter what, they spend a weekend of every month here. It is Abhi’s home. Before he became a Rockstar… that was his paradise. It was a small 3 roomed (one is always locked) single storey house. But that can give Abhi more happiness than his lavish bungalow that he is now living in. Abhi always took care of this house, though he no longer stayed there. Not even a single thing would budge from its place. Everything lay as where they were, when Abhi and Aaliya (his sister) had lived in that house. Though he comes here alone often, he would take care that it looks perfectly the same as before.
Aaliya went straight to Aaliya’s (Abhi’s sister) room. She loved the room more than her own room. It had a few video cassettes, an FM radio, loads of books, few soft toys and Aaliya’s things neatly placed in her cupboard. Abhi would never interfere her privacy when she is in this room coz she doesn’t like it. Abhi doesn’t know what his cute daughter does there, but still he respects her feelings.
Abhi goes into his room and locks the door. He sees them and flies into his past. He slowly walks to the shelf and takes a small box. He opens it to find a ring. A lone tear escapes from his eye.
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“Whose ring is this?” he ponders to himself but places it in his shirt pocket and leaves.
The next day, Abhi is so happy. He had got a big opportunity. By seeing his performance yesterday, many composers had offered him an opportunity to sing for them. It’s not new. Many singers emerge from this type of chances. So, it was his turn now. Abhi ran to the beach, which was the only reason of his happiness.
He kissed the beach sand and shouted “THANQ!!!!!” and that’s when he found someone tapping his shoulder.
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So, here goes the next episode of this… he he! i came up with this again! *Dont know how many scolding me*
ok…juz kidding…
and hope i am not confusing you all wid this…wat do u think abt it? am i confusing? i mean…is the present and past confusing? if u say i will try to make it less confusing?? the thing is, i wanted to present it juz like this…i mean minging the past with present…if u r not comfortable do tell me…and by Pragya and Maya i mean the same…that is, somewhere i used Pragya and somewhere Maya…so dont get confused with the names…