Writing for them has become my habit ❤️ A day without writing seems incomplete, as if surrounded by full of doubts and uneasiness.
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At night, Neil was sitting alone on the balcony. In the light and drizzling rain, he recalled the morning conversation with Mini which ultimately led him to ponder over his past. Lost in his past memories of family and loved ones, he took a guitar and started playing it.
Bheegi bheegi raaton mein
Phir tum aao na
Aisi barsaaton mein aao na
Ho, bheegi bheegi raaton mein
Phir tum aao na
Aisi barsaaton mein aao na
Aa rahi hai teri yaadein
Dil mera phir beqaraar hai
Tum milogi, haan milogi
Dil ko mere aitbaar hai
Khuli hai yeh baahein
Dekhe yeh nigaahein rasta tera
Zara muskuraake phir se dikha de vohi adaa
Ya to meri yaadon mein
Ya to meri yaadon mein aao na
While playing the guitar and singing the song, he went back into his past. The flashes of his beloved came right in front of his eyes and his shiny eyes turned teary. He closed his eyes and could have the sight of her gleaming eyes and pretty smile, and the tears from his eyes rolled down his cheeks.
Mini followed the voice and came to the balcony. She stood near the door and adored him with a soft smile playing along her lips. His trance was broken when she sat next to him.
Mini: Kya hua? Ruk kyun gaye? You really sing well!
He smiled and thanked her. He didn't want her to see his teary eyes so averted his gaze from her. But those vulnerable red orbs didn't go unnoticed by her.
Mini: What happened?
Neil: Nahi.. nothing..
Mini: Are you sure? You don't look fine. You can talk to me, Neil. Always!
He just smiled at her. She understood that he was not ready to disclose some deepest memories of his at this time.
Mini: Waise.. mujhe nahi pata tha ki tumhe guitar bhi aata hai.
Neil: I'm multi talented, you see!
Mini: 😏
They smiled wholeheartedly at each other.
Neil: Actually, my mom.. she knew music and always persuaded me to follow this from the beginning. So I too ended up learning it. Moreover, mera bhi dheere dheere interest develop ho gaya toh guitar aur violin bhi seekh liya.
His eyes became teary again while she just listened to him.
Mini: You miss her?
Neil: No. I don't.
Mini: You know what? You can't lie, Neil. It's very clearly visible in your eyes that you miss her. And.. who doesn't miss his parents? It's natural! Mere toh mom dad dono nahi hain. I miss them. Everyday. Every single minute! And I'm sure you too miss yours. Tumhara mann nahi karta unse milne ka? Itna miss karte ho toh jaa kar mil liya karo. Unhe bhi achha bhi lagega.
Neil: Nahi Mini. Unhe achha nahi lagega... Anyway, let's not get into this. Barish tez ho rahi hai. Chale?
Mini: Umm... Not now.. coffee?
Neil: Okay.. chalo. I'll make it.
Mini: Nahi. You stay here. Main banati hoon.
Neil: Mini, lekin barish hai yahan.
Mini: Arre nahi bheegoge tum. Just stay here. I'll be back.
Neil: But tum toh kitchen se bhagti ho naa? (He said in a teasing way)
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Eternally Yours | A MiNeil Fanfiction | Patiala Babes | SouNoor
أدب الهواةALL THE CHARACTERS AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL. IT IS NOT RELATED TO THE ACTORS OF THE SHOW. ******* This story is different from the show. Mini is not a photographer and Neil is not a chef. Neither of them lives in Patiala. Thou...
