Us again

54-Counterattack

Arnav saw Khushi's missed call and called her back,as soon as he was free. Khushi informed him about the mess.. Soon the lawyers were informed. Arnav Singh Raizada was angry. Yet he was calm..

As soon as he reached India,first thing he did was clarify,the photos were edited,and it's proof that Abeer had found already. Then he began counterattack..

He did nothing outside law. Neither did he use the power of ASR to do so. He fought. Lawyer notices were sent after cases were filed. Whole internet was stunned. They never thought someone would fight them head-on.

Some other artists too joined. Yet some made a big deal of it,claiming Arnav was making fuss. Yet he continued. He was standing there,where every year countless young people from different regions came,with new dreams. Yet they were strangled in cradle itself..

It was not just entertainment. Every where was the same. Just entertainment is a part and parcel of our lives and has more open outlet. We see what happens there almost immediately. But other industries,are actually far more darker,yet hide behind perfect facade of education..

We scold entertainers, artists because they drink,smoke. Yet when we look around,we see almost every family has the same problem. Yet we hide it. It's like,when it comes to us,it's our private issue. Yet when it comes to artists,it's a public issue. We have to accept,right and wrong,is equal for everyone. If we dare to point one finger at someone,we should dare to accept rest four fingers on ourselves..

Yes, celebrities have responsibilities. They influence the future generations. But it is our problem,if we take negative things from them. They also speak good words,motivate people. Yet they too feel frustrated,sad,in pain. They too are persons. After make up is removed,they are just like us. Their job is done,the influencer has done his/her job. Now let him be human..

We seldom understand this..Arnav had seen it. Many talented people like M,withering without any work, recognition. For they could not please people. They could not follow norm.And he wished to fight. Win or loss,was not a matter of concern. What he wanted to do was fight. If it makes a single drop of change,then it was okay. Even if it didn't,he still would be satisfied. He had put his effort, that's it..

Public opinion was dwindling. In between came a breaking news. ASR's world tour...

Arnav would begin world tour,singing his own songs. He had a long list already. It was pending. No,it was never in plan. Arnav sang because he loved it. But now,it was a fight. And he was going to prove himself..

A three month tour. Major cities of world,he would work. Busy,breathelessly..

The first tour,India,Mumbai.
Very few people came. Still conservation,still judging. Slowly it started. The domination of ASR. The king was claiming his crown.

Cities after cities,songs after songs,playlists after playlists,Arnav sang,crowd danced,sang along.

When he sang sad songs,crowd cried his tears,when he sang love songs,crowd rejoiced the love.. When he sang rock songs,crowd became hyper. He was like the master and the crowd below,his subjects..The pied Piper..

Khushi's Krishna..

Khushi was not there,in his concerts. She could not be there. It was his world. He had to prove himself. He had to fight his battles. She was waiting,on the other side,for him..Her hero,her Arnav to come,victorious..

The music of his was her ornaments. His love,her life. He was,is and will forever be her beloved.

The days were passing in jiffy,for Arnav. Khushi was waiting too. It was ending soon. Her Arnav was wrapping things up. He proved himself,his voice became his identity. His art his glory..

He had done it. What nobody dared. Khushi's Arnav shined..