Shivani's Room
Shivani enters her room, shuts the door behind her, and takes out her phone. She scrolls through her playlist, selects a song, and cranks up the volume. The music fills the room.
Music:
Nᴇ ᴘᴇɴsᴇ ᴘʟᴜs ᴀ̀ ʟᴜɪ
Tᴜ ᴛ'ғᴀɪs ᴅᴜ ᴍᴀʟ, s'ᴛᴇ ᴘʟᴀɪ̂ᴛ, ɴ'ʏ ᴘᴇɴsᴇ ᴘʟᴜs
Iʟ ᴀ sᴏᴜɪʟʟᴇ ᴛᴏɴ ᴀ̂ᴍᴇ, ᴛᴏɪ ᴛᴜ ᴛ'ᴇs ʙᴀᴛᴛᴜᴇ
Tᴏɴ ᴄɶᴜʀ ᴇsᴛ ᴘʟᴜs ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴇᴜx ᴏ̨ᴜᴇ ᴅᴇ ʟ'ᴏʀ
Nᴇ ᴘᴇɴsᴇ ᴘʟᴜs ᴀ̀ ʟᴜɪ
Aʙ ʙʜɪ ᴄʜᴀᴀʜᴜɴ, ɪsʜᴏ̨ ɴɪʙʜᴀᴜɴ
Dɪʟ ɴᴀᴀ ᴍᴀᴀɴᴇ, ᴋᴀɪsᴇ ʙʜᴜʟᴀᴀᴜɴ?
Yɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ
Yɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ
Kʜᴀᴀʙ-ᴋʜᴀᴀʙ sᴇ, ʙᴇʜɪsᴀᴀʙ sᴇ
Aᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴀɪɴ ᴋʏᴜɴ ᴍᴜᴊʜᴇ?
Aᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴀɪɴ ᴋʏᴜɴ ᴍᴜᴊʜᴇ?
Gᴀᴍ ᴅɪʟ ᴊᴀʟᴇ, ʟᴀɢ ᴋᴇ ɢᴀʟᴇ
Rᴜʟᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴀɪɴ ᴍᴜᴊʜᴇ
Rᴜʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴋʏᴜɴ ᴍᴜᴊʜᴇ?
Oʜ, ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ, ʏᴇᴀʜ
Mᴀᴍɪ, ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ
Yᴏᴜ ᴅᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ
Bᴜᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʟɪɴᴅ, ᴏʜ
Kᴀʀᴀʙᴀ ᴍɪғᴏ, ᴏʜ-ᴏʜ
Yᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ
Fɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ
Oʜ ᴄ̧ᴀ ᴠᴀ ᴀʟʟᴇʀ, ᴄ̧ᴀ ᴠᴀ ᴀʟʟᴇʀ, ᴏʜ
Shivani is dancing wildly, her hair flying across her face. She moves with abandon, jumping on the bed and then down to the floor, lost in the music and the moment.
Music:
Gᴀᴍ ᴍᴇɪɴ sᴏʏᴇ ʜᴀɪɴ, ɢᴀᴍ ᴍᴇɪɴ ᴊᴀᴀɢᴇ
Aʙ ʏᴇʜ ɢᴀᴍ ᴍᴜᴊʜᴇ ᴀᴘɴᴀ sᴀ ʟᴀᴀɢᴇ
Yᴀᴀᴅᴏɴ ᴋᴇ ᴅʜᴀᴀɢᴇ, ᴀᴀɴᴋʜᴏɴ ᴋᴇ ᴅʜᴀᴀɢᴇ
Dɪʟ ᴘᴇ ʟᴀᴀɢᴇ
Oʜ, ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ, ʏᴇᴀʜ
Mᴀᴍɪ, ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ
Yᴏᴜ ᴅᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ
Bᴜᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʟɪɴᴅ, ᴏʜ
Kᴀʀᴀʙᴀ ᴍɪғᴏ ᴏʜᴏʜ
Yᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ
Fɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴀʏ
Oʜ ᴄ̧ᴀ ᴠᴀ, ᴀʟʟᴇʀ, ᴄ̧ᴀ ᴠᴀ, ᴀʟʟᴇʀ, ᴏʜ
Yɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ
Yɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ, ʏɪᴍᴍʏ
Eventually, Shivani collapses onto the bed, exhausted, her legs aching. She holds her head in her hands, tears streaming down her face.
Shivani (muttering to herself, frustrated): "This stupid song, 'make your own way,' how am I supposed to make my own way? Three time bombs are in my house. One mistake and boom..."
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Romance𝑯𝑰𝑫𝑫𝑬𝑵 𝑻𝑹𝑼𝑻𝑯𝑺 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔: 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫 Aarav Singh Rathore, an imposing figure in his crisp IPS uniform, stood inches away from Shivani Panwar. His sharp, intense eyes locked onto her...
