Game of Love

The Mystic Maestro

At the music carnival, when Sowmya was still gazing at the handsome stranger, he ran up to the stage. The spotlight flashed over him making his beautiful face to be seen by the crowd. He has bluish grey eyes that sparkled in the light and made him more attractive than his scruffy beard. He's tall and has thick dark brown hair. He's wearing a black ripped jean with a denim jacket over a white T-shirt which looked good with his pair of black sneakers. Sowmya felt a wave of current pass through when he laughingly winked at her from the stage. Everyone in the crowd started to cheer him "Music Maestro... Music Maestro ...."

Sowmya felt weird and asked a girl standing next to her, "Who is he?"

The girl in the pink skirt replied,
"Don't you know him?"

With a bit of embarrassment Sowmya told, " No. I'm new to town." She lied.

"He is the Music Maestro. He sings in almost every café in Bangalore. And every girl goes crazy for him. But he will disappear after his concerts. No one knows his real name. Everyone who loves music is an addict to his voice and singing. He is so....charming." The girl said all these with her eyes glowing.

Sowmya gave that girl a look with a mind voice - " What a typical fan girl."

When she looked at the stage, he took out his black guitar in a way
that made everyone's heart flutter. He didn't say anything, not even his name. He tuned the guitar strings. He closed his eyes and started to sing a song about love. When he started the crowd made no noise, there is pin-drop silence. The café seemed to be turned into a library. His voice is so melting. The music made her to forget everything around her. When he finished singing she opened her eyes which she closed without even realising. The crowd applauded with excitement. The girls over there were shouting "I love you.." "Please say something....". But that guy stood up with a charming smile and bowed. He didn't even say 'thank you' and was gone by the moment the spotlight went off. Sowmya can hear the girls near her, talking

"Ohhh... How can he be this mean.... He didn't even say a thing.."

"But still he looked damn hot."

"I really want to know about him."

"That's impossible. No one knows anything about him."

"I am gonna wait for the day to know about his true identity."

"Keep waiting then." The girls laughed.

This conversation sparkled the idea of making that guy as the young musical personality for Sowmya. As no one knows about him it would be a break through if she finds out more about him. Sowmya started looking for him in the crowd with her slightly worried eyes. After her search of more than half an hour, she came to Vinay,

"Have you found anyone? "

Vinay now talking with a girl gave her a surprised look, "Not yet. What do we do now?"

"Fine. Leave it to me. I think I found someone."

"Who's it? "

Sowmya taking her things and turning to walk away, "I'll tell you later. I'm leaving, see you at office."

Vinay was left puzzled and the girl he was talking with, left him too. Sowmya left the café with the hope of finding the Music Maestro, but she can't find him anywhere near the café. Vinay came out from the café after sometime and saw her.

"Why are you still standing here?"

Sowmya turned to look at him, "Hmm. I am just....umm.. nothing."

"Do you want me to give a ride in the cab?"

"No it's ok. I'm fine. I will take the metro."

"Are you sure?"