Haseen Itefaq

Yaadein

It's been 5 days now, sidharth had been badly engrossed in the preparation of series...
Everything went well till now, India had won the first match, though it was tough to crack Ausies but its team india we are talking about, Shubh had won man of the match as he was the opener, bowlers did great work they stopped Australians in the score of 200 in 35 overs, and then it was just openers show.....Shubh and shekhar chased the total without giving a single wicket.
But the distress he was having was that he could not able to talk to Shehnaaz, he was so busy practicing and then exercising which makes him tired and then the four hours difference adding more problem.....he could feel the restlessness in his heart wherever he had been, he delivered his part of suggestinon but after that his mind travelled back on her, she was everywhere with him in his mind, it looks like she had captured not only his heart but also the mind.
Things felt foreign to him that he did,..... he send her numerous selfies of him making different kind of expressions like smiling when he was having breakfast with teammates, angry when he got bold out in a practice session, whining when he got a little cramp while doing crunches, bored look when he was in meeting with officials who all were old and was giving ridiculous ideas.....he loughed loudly at himself that what he had become, the sidharth who didn't like facing cameras now just love pictures, his phone feels like a organ to his body, he just carry it everywhere, but it has became necessary, he is addicted to hear her voice, they haven't talked to each other but he hear her voice every day, because Shehnaaz send him voice notes before sleeping, she also sends some songs which she record while teaching to students in orphanage, she sings so beautiful.....so soulful, that without listening her songs he can't even sleep now, her voice does magic in his heart it sooth all the void in his heart.
He curse his fate for all the past years which he wasted following stupid rules, he had pushed his family far from him, but his family never left him, he loves them the most may be more than his life but he didn't wanted to shadow them with his broken self, that's why he never let any girl enter in his life, there were reasons for not committing into relationships.....firstly, he hates women except some.....secondly, he didn't wanted to attached to anybody, because he always carry the void of his past within.
But all the perceptions changed with the entry of Shehnaaz in his life, she makes him feel worthier without looking at the expensive or bigger tags attached to him, she care for him without asking the same in return, she cherish him with all the flaws he have, but he feels scared.....scared of the time when she will come to know his past, what had happened to him, what made him a child whose heart always thump in fear looking at every human around, he is still scared of crowd, strangers.....it is wierd but that is reality he is blank from inside.

His chain of thoughts broke when someone nudged him.

"Kis ke khayalo me khoya hai....bhai" Shubh said with a wink.
They were practicing right now........

"Kuch bhi" sidharth shrugged off his question and teasing glare.

"Haaa...ab yar se bate share karne ka zamana toh gaya " shubh said dramatically leaning against the ad boards eying sidharth from corner of his eyes......"Ab toh pyar ka zamana hai" he sighed showing fake dejection, sidharth turned towards him narrowing his eyes, hands kept on waist.

"Shubh singh gill......8 rounds of the ground.....now" sidharth commad him loudly, he looked wide eyes.

"Abeee Hitler....." Shubh stumbled while standing.

"Bate kam kaam zyada" sidharth smirked at him.

"Kya hua captain, sidha action......what about...you chase me" shubh said giving him challenging looks.

"You know i am famous for chasing....in world" he countered back with equal intensity.

"And i am for defusing the opponent " shubh said winking at him.