It is a story of a dreamer who came to Mumbai to achieve his dream of becoming an actor but ended up becoming dream man of someone else.
This is the first Novel of my first romantic trilogy "LOVE CHRONICLES".
Let's meet in the story, b byeee...
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Raunak's POV
I looked at my watch and then again started walking here and there in my balcony. I was waiting for this asshole since an hour I get up and got ready within an hour. Today I have to go and hunt for some rooms for Savash. I took out my phone and called him.
"Abey, kahan reh gye ho?? Itne der se mai tumhara wait kr rha, jaldi aao aaj ki holiday sirf ghar dekhne mein hii nhi bitaani aur waise bhi badi mushkil se 3 rooms mile hain, kahin woh bhi n book ho jaaye, aao jaldi??" I yelled at him.
"Haan haan aa rha hoon bey, kaan mein ghus jaao insaan ke, ek toh yehaan pe traffic itna hai ki kya bataaon, fir bhi aa rha 15 min mein ruk" he replied.
I got scared listening to him and immediately said," Abey zinda aana hai, laash bankr nhi aana, time le lo acche se apna, wrna gharwaale kahenge ki humare ladke ki maut meri wajah se hii hui hai."
"Abey bhootni ke, katayi chutiya insaan ho tum, Pehle decide krlo ki mai jaldi aaon ya der se" Savash said.
"Bhai jaldi aane ki koshish kr but sahi salamat aa, mai yeh kehna chah rha, chalo mai rakh rha, aao mere apartement mein fir yhi se chalenge, theek." I said an ended the call.
Savash and I had been through thick and thin together, but his sense of timing could drive anyone up the wall. I returned to my laptop, hoping to find some distraction in checking my emails. I scrolled through my inbox, hoping to see a reply from the agency I had applied to.
"Kismat hi kharab hai apni," I muttered, frustration bubbling up again as I found no new messages.
The uncertainty gnawed at me. Acting was my passion, my dream, and getting into that agency could be my big break. But as the minutes passed, doubts crept in. Why didn't they accepted my application? What if I wasn't good enough?
I shook my head, trying to push away the negativity. This was no time to dwell on what-ifs. Savash needed my help, and that's where my focus should be right now. I closed my laptop with a sigh and went back to the balcony, scanning the street below for any sign of Savash.
Just as I was about to lose hope, I spotted him walking towards my building. He looked tired, and I couldn't help but smile despite my earlier frustration.
"Finally! Ab kuch progress hoga," I muttered to myself, rushing downstairs to meet him. I met him downstairs, a mix of frustration and relief bubbling within me.
"Abey, kitni der lagayi bhai tu! Chal ab jaldi se chalte hain, hume abhi tak koi ghar nahi mila," I exclaimed, clapping him on the back.
Savash rolled his eyes. "Bhai, Mumbai hai. Yahan pe ghar milna bhagwan se bhi mushkil hai. Chal, let's go before all the good options disappear."
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