Butterfly Effect 🦋

❥︎𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩- 3

It was 6 in the evening, and Ishan was waiting in front of shubman's house.

He wondered whether he saw the right house when Shubman showed it or not.

Whatever.

He pressed the doorbell.

"Coming" A women replied, opening the door after a few seconds.

"Hello aunty, Shubman hai?" Ishan said, greeting her with his charming smile.

"Are ha beta, tumhe to nahi pehchana?" Shubman's mother asked, wiping her hand with her salwar's dupatta.

" Hum Ishan, shubman ka naya dost. Abhi Naya Naya shift hue he idhar"

"Are beta andar aao, are shub beta Tera dost Aya hai, are beta tu upar ja na wo udhar hi hai" shubman's mother said, patting his shoulder.

Ishan went upstairs, looking around the house.

By just looking at the house, filled with sophisticated pieces, neatly arranged things, beautifully painted walls, he could say shubman was kind of  rich.

As Ishan went upstairs, he was confused on which one is Shubman's room.
He started to walk through the small corridor.
That's when he heard a sound of guitar.

He followed the sound and found a room at corner, the door being slightly open.

Ishan slowly opened the door, revealing shubman playing an acoustic guitar, the soothing melody filled the room, the said boy's eyes are closed , drowned into his own zone.

Ki kore toke bolbo
Tui ke amar..
(how to tell you who are you to me ?)

He has such a beautiful voice.

Ishan thought, he took a seat beside the boy, watching him sing amusingly.

Aye na saathe cholbo, sob parapar

(come we will walk together, to cross all the hurdles of life)

Moneri ashkara te
Tor kache elam,
(due to the indulgence of mind i came to you)

hariye gelam..
(and i am lost)

Shubman opened his eyes, finding Ishan there , sitting beside him.
He smiled, finishing the lines.

Ki kore toke bolbo

Tui ke amar....
(how to tell you who are you to me ?)

Shubman finished the song there, looking at Ishan,
"Hey, um sorry I was trying to practice as I don't get much time these days..."

"You got an excellent voice... How dare you hide it from me kamine!" Ishan said, hitting the latter's stomach lightly.

Shubman Chuckled.

"It's not that good Ishu, it's just my passion "

"Chup baith" Ishan said, looking around the room, spoting many more music instruments, "tum to chupe Arijit Singh nikle shubmanwa!"

Shubman chuckled, putting down his guitar, "ab ladkiyan nahi mili to gaana se hi Ishq kar baithe"

"Sahi hai yaar" ishan said, laughing along. "Wase konsa language tha?it sounded pretty"

"It was bengali" shubman said.
"Tujhe aati hai?" Ishan asked
"Are wo, singers should be able to sing in any language, I am trying to master one by one Indian languages"

"Wah bete" Ishan said, hitting his shoulder.

"Tujhe aati hai, guitar?" Shubman asked.

"Naahi yaar, sikhayega?"