EPILOUGE
3 MONTHS LATER
FAISU
Irritation rises within me when I check my watch. I'm forty-five motherfucking minutes late. Fucking Mohsin. Or rather, Gwyneth.
The reason I'm late right now is because he was late coming to the studio today. I thought I was done with music for good, but a couple months ago, Vic called me up out of the blue.
Did he apologize for trying to go behind my back and replace me? Of course not.
However, the prick did tell me that my suggested song could be the first single on the album and going forward, the band could have more input on the music we wanted to make.
I was shocked as shit because not only am I public enemy number one these days, Vic was dead set on getting rid of my ass...with good reason. I'm not sure what prompted his change of heart, but according to Kalp, that's the closest thing to an apology the man has ever uttered.
Not wanting to give in so easily, I made Vic sweat it out and let him know I'd think about coming back. He moaned and groaned for a bit before letting me know he booked studio time for the day after new year's and he expected me to be there. I never confirmed whether or not I would come.
Until a certain person convinced me to go this morning. I haven't sang in months and I was sure I'd be rusty as fuck, but Faiz and Mohsin were there—albeit one of them was late—and we decided to lay down practise old-school style. Meaning we recorded our parts at the same time instead of individually. It was fucking sick and mesmerising.
I'm wondering if I can convince Vic to let us do the rest of the songs on the album that way because there's an authenticity that bleeds into the music.
My phone vibrates and Kalp's name flashes across the screen. Pressing the ignore button, I open the door, of the green room and here kalp gets up
"Great is this the time to get here, For god sake faisu aaj tumlogo k pehla concert hai after such a long gap and you'r late where is Mohsin and Faiz"
As in on cue, both rushes inside huffing, I told them that don't get late Kalp will go nuts but yeah here we are Late as usual.
Kalp huffs "Great 3 out of 4 people of sharp objects are always fucking my mind, atleast I'm happy that 4th one is better than you"
On this three of exchange looks with smile, Oh yes when Vic called to sign me he also informed me that as I know guitar as well, I'll be filling as bassist and lead singer and there will be 4th person joining us as Lead singer. At that time I did'nt know who was this fucking asshole who was trying to be part of our Sharp Object but the moment we got together for practice my jaw dropped to floor, and I was the happiest person on whole fucking planet.
"Well just give me my jacket and a mask, bki mai ready hu...I'll be joining from audience ok" I shouted while taking my jacket and running towards audience door with my guards behind me, And yes I totally ignored Kalp's yelling because at any cost, I'm not gone miss this part seeing from audience, The Starting of tonight will be by 'Sunn raha' and I'm gone fucking enjoy this song from now on.
I made my cue towards the last row, with mask anyone can hardly recognise me, as Faiz Mohsin enters the stage with banging the intro of 'Sunn raha' and then I hear it. A hoarse, sultry tone fills my ears and my heart races as she appears on stage with a little dress, smoky eyes, and god she look like Goddess
I can't wait for this concert to get over now, because I wanna worship my goddess in that dress only fuck yes I'm the most horniest person on earth for her. ONLY FOR HER
My heart races as she reaches the climax of the song, her smoky voice a slow tug on my heart. However, the most beautiful thing about my wife right now is the happiness radiating off her. She's finally in her element and doing what she loves. What she was meant to. There's so much emotion in her voice, so much passion and depth. She blows me away every fucking time.
"She's amazing, can't believe it's her first official debute concert with Sharp Objects" some guy on the other side of me says.
I stare at the tattooed black band on my left ring finger with a music note. One that matches Jannat's. After her signing as official member of sharp objects we had it and prefered it over expensive rings because this is what we are. MUSIC CONNECTS US
I smiled proudly and said "Yeah, she is."
And I'm the lucky bastard who gets to spend the rest of his life with her.
"Holy shit," the guy suddenly exclaims, his mouth dropping open. "FAISU"
He shouts so loud everyone recognised me and on instinct all the guards who were hidden comes out and makes a round around me and The song ends and I start, cheering her, just like everyone, but now flashlight is on me as well. I know she knew I was here from before because there's a big smile on her face, and she motions Mohsin to start the intro of new song. A SONG WE CREATED TOGETHER
I took mike from a guard and starts my verse with melody as I walk from crowd towards her on stage she is swaying with melody
Tu hi ye mujh ko bataa de
Chaahoon main yaa naa
Apne tu dil ka pataa de
Chaahoon main yaa naaI climbed the stage when she sings the same lines of mine and then I hold her hand and pull her towards me, 90,000 people watching us, but for us it's just two of us
Itna bata doon tujh ko
Chaahat pe apni mujh ko
Yoon to nahi ikhtiyaar
Phir bhi yeh sochaa dil ne
Ab jo lagaa hoon milne
Poochhoon tujhe ek baarAnd then we both smiles like fool in love, when our voice mix together making it perfect rhythem
Tu hi ye mujh ko bataa de
Chaahoon main yaa naaI move towards the Bass and wore it while my wife roams the stage enjoying the amazing mashup of Faiz's drums and Mohsin's keyboard along with my bass as she looks at me
Mere chhote chhote khwaab hain
Khwaabon mein geet hain
Geeton mein zindagi hai
Chaahat hai, preet haiShe rounds around me putting her hand at my heart where she belongs our MUSIC belongs
Abhi main na dekhoon khwaab wo
Jin mein na tu mile
Le kholey honth maine
Ab tak the jo sileShe runs across the stage like she owns this place and people, little did she know, She rules it like a Queen and I'm at her service forever
Mujh ko na jitna mujh pe
Utna is dil ko tujh pe
Hone laga aetbaar
Tanhaa lamhon mein apne
Bunti hoon tere sapne
Tujh se hua mujh ko pyaar..Her eyes are watery when she looks at me but her smile tells that she is happy now, This was our destiny this is OUR AASHIQUI,
Poochungi tujh ko kabhi naa
Chaahoon main yaa naa..She comes near me as Faiz and Mohsin picks up the beat and we both touched our forehead singing together
Tere khwaabon mein ab jeena
Chaahoon main kyun naa..And then we kiss, KUCH NI THA MERE PAAS FR MUJE SAB MILA PR KUCH MAAYNE NI THE USKE BILKUL UNN LAFZO KI TARAH, PR JB VO AAI TB INNSBKO MAYNE MIL GYE USNE MUJE TUTNE NI DIA USNE MUJE KHONE NI DIA OR AB MAINE VAKAI SB KHOKR VAPS PAALIA SIRF USKI VAJH SE KYUKI, VAHI MERA CHAIN...VAHI MERA DARD..OR VAHI MERI...AASHIQUI
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