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Sentience Of Melody

A few of my readers asked me why I ain't updating my books.

The reason is readers only.

Suppose you prepared a dish for your family members with so much effort and love and then you serve them. They give no reaction to your Dish. They just ate and left. No one said if there was something to be added, or deducted, was it worst or praiseworthy? No one said ANYTHING! You are left alone to stare at the empty plate with an empty heart.

That's what my condition every time I update and receive no response, No votes no Comments. I am in no mood to quarrel but I can't resist these things.

#Peace🙃

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"Music has that vibrancy that can fill the melancholy of each cell with delightful melody. Rendering the cells in your system dance. Binding the nerves of your heart and brain in such an aesthetic way, that they sway. Arising with their exploring afresh tunes", Yuvaan conveyed to his juvenile pupils. After carving the yearning flute tune of vigor to liberate from the dungeon of sentience in its sovereign form in the dweller of Gigantic Rathore Mansion. As if birds embellish the lengthy plain Saree of the sky with Designs.

A raw charismatic grin adorned his lips, glowing with his lustrous fur. Blazing spur inside the emerging mentees to twinkle.

"Try roughly, hazily. Soon you will be a connoisseur" He confided to them as they started to hymn in their specific musical instruments. It was a lovely ordeal for him to pass the knowledge he have to the little folks.

Curious pair of two almond-like eyes peeked at him from behind the pillar of the huge Living hall. Secretly. Cheeks in the struggle to conserve the equilibrium but scarlatina waft was adamantly painting her red as--

she adored her husband from afar.

It's been more than two months since Yuvaan's discharge from the hospital after his surgery. He gracefully turned into a mentally grown-up. The glimmer in his personality amended just as the world feels like a fresh blooming flower after the first rain.

However, as referred by Dr. before, he doesn't recognize her. The Girl-- who was his Sentience Of Melody. He just remembered the last vibrating strings of his favorite yet forgotten song.

Banni, being the hydrogen of his nymph poetry, amidst the realm of his heart. Mixing with the Oxygen of his heart. Eventually, assembling droplets of soulful music that conveyed a jinx to the listener.

From the corner of his eyes, Yuvaan glanced at her who claimed herself as his caretaker and was checking him out. Many times he caught her but each time she leaves giving excuses that she likes to show her whitish teeth or to stare at the artistic wall behind him.

He smirked mischievously fetching an idea. Yuvaan whirled from his spot in the other direction without her acknowledgment. Whilst she was engaged in her pink mists.

Banni kept her hand on her hips.
"Where he went?", she mumbled not finding him around the students anymore. Not realizing him standing behind her and copying her expressions.

He leaned to her ear and said loudly, "You taking my music lessons in my class without payment is not allowed". Loudly enough to reach the little pupils' ears. They turned to look at them.

With widened eyes and an aghast throat, she swiveled to him.

"See, I caught such a renowned Businesswoman of Jodhpur stealing", he laughed, and so did the folks rendering her nervous.