Audition-day

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My sleep went quite well as I had only 4 hours to sleep. My day started and my mind, heart and soul everything were in the auditions room. Practically I was day-dreaming. In one of the class I was caught dreaming. The lecturer asked me something to which I gave a reply which I think didn't relate his topic in any manner, so he sent me out. I took this as a chance and took the guitar I borrowed the other day. I kept that in my so-called secret place. To be frank it wasn't a secret place, actually it was a small gap between two-blocks which according to me none of them noticed. I went and sat near the trees opposite to our library. Enjoying the bright sun under sunshade with some music was really a worth being. I enjoyed playing as much as I could afterall no one had any right to question me since I was officially sent out from the class.
Then at recess I went to canteen and met our gang including Nithya and Vidhya. Both of them wanted me to play there but I declined. I didn't want others sitting there to be disturbed because of me. Nithya kept a sad donald-duck type of face. I bursted out laughing on seeing her.
'Why are you laughing?', Nithya shouted at me
'I am because.....', I was explaining her. She was upset by then. No excuse struck my head. 'Fuck man! Now how will I make it upto her?', I was scolding myself.
'I'm really sorry yaar... I never meant to hurt you', I said and last line I spoke was a killer line, it was the one she used to me to make it to me the first time we met. Ofcourse this time it didn't help.
I was thinking and not-so good idea came into mind. I started imitating her, it didn't work. Then I made some funny faces, failed again. Finally I made a donald-duck sad face, it worked. She laughed like hell.
'You were really cute!', Nithya shouted pulling my cheeks. She even hugged me, ofcourse that didn't last long.
'So, how's your practice going on?', Nithya asked. In the meanwhile Vidhya and Hari were busy staring at each other and laughing. Rohan and Aakash were discussing about the mission.
'Ya, pretty well!', I replied
After a few minutes, Priya and "random guy", came in. Aakash was boiling out of jealousy. They saw and came to us. Priya introduced him.
'This is Raghav, my boyfriend', Priya said to Aakash. Aakash's anger was almost to burst. He tried very hard to control himself and succeeded in some way.
'Hi, Ra-ghav...', Aakash replied with great difficulty.
They chatted for few minutes and Aakash was trying his maximum to control his anger. Bell rung and each of us dispersed to our respective classes.
There were only two classes left and then auditions starts. I even forgot to give my name so I wanted somehow to move out of the class. I was successful in doing that. I yawned loudly. As said "Luck favours the brave" I was kicked out again.
I went out and ran to the auditorium which was three-blocks away. It was like almost half or one kilometre. The sun was at it's best then. So I couldn't run for much distance. I stopped in the middle and started to walk and my tummy was hurting so bad because of excessive running.
Come what may I reached the auditorium, it was big circular air-conditioned building. There were already some dance-practices going on when I went.
'Bharatnatyam to left corner and western to the right side', Someone was shouting at them.
Most of the western dance girls looked awful at sight. The classical ones were really looking pretty.
'Ugly ones look stylish and good ones are made ugly at the event', I said to myself feeling pity for the good ones.
'What do you want? Rehearsals are going on...', Some person asked and came running to me
'Sir, I am here to give my name for auditions', I said politely
'Which type?', He questioned
'Music, I mean as a guitarist', I replied
'Hmm...go there', He said in bold tone pointing towards a bald-headed person
I saw a man sitting there and I went to him. He wrote my name and I was done with my job. Everything happened so fast that I realised that I had a lot of time for my thrown-out class to end. I thought of going to the canteen and having something.
I went and got a samosa for myself and had it.
Bell rang... It was time for my last class before auditions start.
I went respective room and Aakash was waiting for me outside the class
'Had fun?', He asked out of sarcasm
'Ya, but not as much as you had here', I started teasing him
We went in and sat at our places. Everyone one were listening except me. I was least bothered to listen. After a few minutes our class ended.
Aakash and I quickly ran to the audition room. It was not quite a room. It was an auditorium which was converted into a room. Many were practicing when we both went.
'Did you give your name?', Same person I met before asked Aakash
'No, no sir. I am here to see his show', Aakash said to him
'Then please go out until these auditions ends. We don't want any extra ones here.', He said firmly to Aakash
'Ok sir', Aakash said in disproved manner and signaled me a good luck
'Thanks buddy', I replied
Everything was on, my turn was 13 and probably it's like a token. 11 was going on. Some boy maybe from "civil" branch I suppose . He was singing the latest hit song "Sunn raha hai" from "Aashiqui 2". He was trying his hard to control and take over his breath but was unable to. He wasn't singing well. It waw just like a pass-time for him.
After a few ups-n-downs his song ended. Well, if this auditions went on like now... I would get over it very easily. In serious, I was just boasting about myself to me. In other words I was over-confident.
Token-12 went to the stage, to my surprise it was a girl. I was surprised to see a girl performing with a guitar in her hand.
'Ready! Go!', The person incharge of selections shouted
She started... She sang well. But her guitar performance didn't match her song. She really had great voice though she didn't look great. I was bit confused why she had chosen a guitar when it didn't suit. I was completely mesmerised by her voice forgetting about my audition. The person incharge stood up and shouted at her.
On listening him, she bluntly just stopped singing. She didn't speak another word, she left the room. I was bit surprised at her reaction. Usually girls are known mostly for crying and freaking out loud. She was a different from the others I have known before. There were some past memories rewinding in my mind. "There was something special in her", I thought
While all these were revolving in my head, I forgot about my audition. Someone was freaking my name aloud, I ignored it. That someone came from back and tapped my shoulder. I turned to look
It was the person incharge of the auditions.
I was in state of being unmoved. After a long three-second break, I regained back my senses. I suddenly remembered my token-13.
"Will you leave?", He shouted at me
"Oh sorry sir, I won't leave without giving my audition. I am really sorry for the delay sir", I said and climbed up the stairs. That day I had decided to sing a song composed by me. I took my guitar in hand and gazed upon it. I sang as well as played well. Everything went on well. My dream now was taking command of the situation.
My song ended
The person came to me and said, "You-are-in"
Those three words made me crazy. Generally the other best known three words make others mad, but these were no less to them.
"Thank you sir", I said
"All auditions will end by tomorrow. You can join from the next day", He said smiling
I went and said Aakash about it, who was waiting for me outside.
"Bravo!!', He exclaimed loud on hearing me
"So? Now you owe me a party!", He said
"Ofcourse I do, but not now. Party is on when my show goes well on the big-day", I said smiling.
"Okay buddy, atleast you agreed on a party!", He said winking his eye

Everything went on well that day. I called mom and informed Nithya about it. Both felt happy. But still somewhere in my mind 'the girl with beautiful voice' was struck in there.
"Why didn't she cry or didn't be like no one should be?", I said to myself while lying on bed. While Hari and Rohan were snoring until the time I was dreaming about her. My brain was dumped in her, nowhere to move. I somehow concentrated well and thought about my incomplete notes which I had gaze upon. After few or so my flight-mode worked and I went to sleep.....

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