THE LOST SINGER [COMPLETED]

On Our Own

|AFTER 3 MONTHS|
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__DARSHAN__
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|1 A.M.|
I took a shower after immense workout.
Getting into shape has become a real thing.
While rubbing the towel to drying up my hair, I sat on the swing.

Tomorrow is a big day. Although I crossed the ' nervous ' part but still...
Little fears are still there inside me.
Everything will be alright na? What am I gonna do? Am I even strong enough to handle everything all over again?
Yeah.. these questions are wondering inside my mind all day. 

--"Ye le ...."

Hardil handed me a cup of tea.

Hardil--" Are you okay?"

I smiled and nodded.

Hardil--" Everything will be alright Bhai.. "

Me--" Mmmm.. I know.."

---jyugal??"

Hardil--" he'll be there on time ... "

I took a sip. It feels magical. Tea after shower at 1 am. Whoa!

Hardil--" Disha is coming right?"

Me--" Yes...".

Hardik--" Do you want me to pick her up?"

Me--" No.. she said she'll manage" .

Hardil--" mmm"

Both of us got lost by the touch of cool breeze.
Now that he mentioned her name, I started thinking about her.
How we became good friends, how we hang out often, little talks , little Laughters, sharing feelings , everything.

Hardil--" Ek baat puchhu? "

Me--" mmm? "

Hardil--" Do you feel anything for Disha?"

*COUGH COUGH*

Tea chocked me.  His sudden arrow like question attacked me straight into my senses.

Hardil--" Arey sorry sorry.."

Me--" What? Why did you ask?"

Hardil--" nothing.. just curious. The way you two spend time these days, it seems like you two are more than just friends".