Arranged in love

8. Heart without heartbeat

Abir reached London. He met Anand ji and Nishant Maheshwari. He scrunched up his nose to remember that Mishti is a big fan of him. Jealousy was clearly lacing on his face. But, still he initiated conversation.

Abir(fake smile)- Hy, Nishant!

Nishant (smilingly)- Hello, Mr. Rajvansh. Mai aapka bohot bada fan hoon.

Abir (chuckling)- Arey, aapke toh khudke itne fans hai. Aap mere fan kese?

Nishant (laughing)- Mai toh abhi kuchh saal pehle hi industry mein aaya hu..... Mere to aapke fans ke 1% fans bhi nahi hain.

Abir (scrunching up his nose)- Par jo hai woh bhi kam nahi hain. Bohot fans hain aapke, Specially girls.

Nishant (happily)- Oh thanks a lot! Maine abhi tak 3 romantic movies ki hain, You know young girls like romantic personality .

Abir(jealous)- Young girls hi nahi, married girls bhi kaafi fans hain aapki.

Nishant (proudly)- Oh really?? Ab husband romantic nahi hoga toh Nishant ki movies hi dekh leti hongi. Hahaha!

Abir's face turned red and nostrils flared. If Abir could have the power of burning someone in fire just by staring them, poor Nishant must have been roasted like a chicken.

Abir (furiously)- Kya pata, husband romantic ho par dikhata nah ho!

Nishant (rolling his eyes)- Haan, maybe! Wese Mr. Rajvansh, aapko pta hai female leads kon hai??

Abir (seriously)- No! Abhi decided nahi hai.

Nishant (excitedly)- But maine aisa suna hai ki ek to Sara khurana hai .

Abir's heart sank. He didn't know how to react. He didn't want to work with his ex girlfriend. He was somewhere feeling guilty for Mishti, as if working with his ex means deceiving his wife. He walked towards the director to have a conversation.

Abir(worriedly)- Anand ji, female leads ke liye kisey choose kiya hai aapne??

Anand ji(nonchalantly)- Bataya toh tha, Abir. Not decided.

Abir (furiously)- Is it sara khurana?

Anand (suspecting)- We approached her, but she refused.

Abir (gladly)- Really??

Anand (staring at Abir)- Why are you so happy?

Abir(trying to hide his happiness)- What?? Me?? I'm normal.

Anand (smilingly)- Okay! Script mil jayegi, go be ready.

Abir (curiously)- But female leads toh abhi decided hi nahi hai nah!

Anand (nonchalantly)- Yeah! Abhi tumhare aur Nishant ke solo scenes shoot karne hain.

Abir walked inside his vanity van. He looked at his phone. He wanted to call Mishti to ask if everything was okay there but he couldn't gather up the courage. As, he didn't want to feel weak , he knew if he'll talk to her then he would miss her even more but he wanted to focus on his work. So, he just turned off his phone.

In Mumbai, Mishti completed her shoot. She was sitting alone in her room in evening. Mishti was waiting for Abir's call as he told her that he will call her hundred times in a day. But, he didn't call even once. Mishti grew restless and she dialled his number. Her face paled down when she came to know that his phone is switched off. Just then ,Ritu entered the room. Ritu saw Mishti's pale face and almost teary eyes.

Ritu(sitting beside Mishti)- Mishti, tu udas kyu hai??

Mishti (with  heavy voice)- Ritu, Abir ne abhi tak ek bhi baar call nahi kiya, aur uska phone bhi switched off hai.