"Lalchi nhi hun, ess baat ka guroor hai mujhe....
par sach kahu, uske pyaar ka lalach to zaroor hai mujhe", she said and choked up.
Let's witness the story of two people, sicked by life and cured by love.
Some fun banters, care, friendship, revela...
Getting to know that your...umm...can say...best friend is the musician you liked since so long, whose real name, age, face,....no one knows! And you turn out to be the one who does.....is of course overwhelming. And so was for Naaz🥰.
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"Baaki baatein raaste Mai kr len?", Sidd said on realising that they were getting late for the university. Just then, a message popped on Sheh's phone and sidd's phone also vibrated from within his pocket, and they ignored that. But then, again Sheh's phone popped with a message and Sidd's phone vibrated.....and then again and then again and then again😐. Finally, the two of them checked their respective phones and the messages were worth checking. No lectures for the day!😁....... which meant some quality time together.
They relaxed on the couch and began conversing stuff.
"Why don't you come out and tell people your real name, how you look n all that?...why just a stage name?", Sheh casually asked.
-"How good it is to do your work, people love it, your works are hit, you're earning, every f**king individual knows you...I mean your stage name and still, you can roam here n there like every other person just coz what everyone knows is an artist by his stage name n work....n trust me, it feels amazing..."
"..interesting..", she mumbled and again caught sight of the small photo frame. "oh...uss time Anwar chacha aa gye...baat poori he nhi hui...kya keh rahe thae tum..tumhare parents yahan nhi rehte..kya bol rahe thae?"
He scratched his forehead and sighed. "Umm...aa... Yahi ke vo yahan nhi rehta... "
Her forehead crinkled "to kahan rehte hai vo? "
-"umm... Mamman expired a few years back due to cardiac arrest aur papa ....umm...he-he he's in jail...caught for a big...........but fake narcotics case..years back"
"fake?! ", her forehead creased.
"Hmm... Fasaya gya unhe... Unhi ke........ Chodo na..ye depression wali baatein krke tumhe depressed nhi krna chahta mai😅😂", he began with a low energy but said the latter in more of a fun way, trying to draw a veil over the topic.
"arre nhi nhi..tum batao.."
-"Sheh, important nhi hai ....tumhe jaanne ki zarurat nhi..."
"parr"
-"maine kaha na....important nhi hai...agar zaruri hogi koi baat to bata dunga......okhay?"
"Hmm"
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Days passed and a few months too. Both completed their M. Tech. Sheh's name officially got changed to Shehnaazika Singh Gill. In these months, her disorder caused her a bit of trouble only once or twice. And she set up an IT Company which left behind some of the big companies of India within a very short period, let alone new companies. And she worked from home. Sidd continued playback singing and releasing his albums which went on getting sold out within hours and emerging as #1 in big music charts.
But what is more meaningful is.....that their respective works did not dispel them. In fact, with every passing day, they were falling more n more for each other and both of them felt that. A day without talking or meeting each other would leave them queasy and restless. At times they would meet at Sheh's or at times at Sidd's place. Or some day, they would hang out with Heeraj at his farmhouse which is hardly a street away from 'The Great Palace Of The Royals'.
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