HIS NEED : ISHIKA The Story of Obsession and Revenge

CHAPTER 21 MERE NISHAN

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AUTHOR POV

Few days later..

In the recording studio, Arjun sat in front of the microphone, his fingers deftly strumming the strings of his guitar. The soft glow of the overhead lights cast shadows across his face, highlighting the intensity in his eyes. This wasn’t just another song; it was a piece of his soul, crafted for Ishika—the woman who had become his obsession, his sanctuary.As he began to sing, his voice was low, almost a whisper, but filled with a raw, unfiltered emotion.

“Jhuki Teri Palko Mein
Mil Jaaye Mujhe Panah
Palke Ghire Aansu Bhari
Reh Jaaye Mere Nishan…”

The words floated through the studio, each note heavy with the weight of his feelings. This song was more than just a declaration of love—it was a testament to the deep, all-consuming passion he felt for Ishika. Each lyric was a desperate plea, a promise to leave an indelible mark on her heart.

“Tute Dil Ki Mat Kar
Tu Fikar Mere Hamnawa
Pyaar Du Tujhko Is Kadar
Reh Jaaye Mere Nishaan…”

His voice quivered slightly, carrying the memories of the times they had shared—the laughter, the stolen glances, the quiet moments where words were unnecessary.

He poured every ounce of his longing, his need, into the song, hoping that when Ishika heard it, she would feel the same intensity that burned within him.

“Mere Nishaan, Mere Nishaan,
Mere Nishaan, Mere Nishaan…”

Arjun closed his eyes, the music and the thought of Ishika consuming him entirely. He imagined her listening to the song, her eyes softening, a smile tugging at her lips. He envisioned her understanding the depth of his obsession, the way she had become the center of his world.The music swelled, and his voice grew stronger, more determined:

"Khak me mil jaau me
Jeise ke ek lamha
Aa lag ja seene se
Ban ja mera rehnumaa…”
Dekhta hu sapne tere,
sun le meri jaan-e-jaan
Khwaab ye sach ho jaae,
a'gar khuda ho meherbaan

Mere Nishaan
Mere Nishaan.Mere Nishaan.
Mere Nishaan.Mere Nishaan.
Mere Nishaan.Mere Nishaan.

The world outside the studio ceased to exist. There was only the music, only Ishika. He could see her so clearly in his mind—her presence was almost tangible, as if she were right there beside him.

Sajde. me. tere sarr jhukta bass
Chahat ki hai ye daastaan'.
Rooth gya mera rab. jo mujhse.
Toh mita de wo Mere Nishaan'.

Mere Nishaan.Mere Nishaan
Mere Nishaan.Mere Nishaan
Mere Nishaan.Mere Nishaan

Mere Nishaan.Mere Nishaan
Mere Nishaan.aan.aaa

Every note was a promise, every word a vow to never let her go, no matter the cost.As the final notes faded into the silence of the room, Arjun slowly opened his eyes. His heart raced, his mind still lingering in that moment where only he and Ishika existed.

This song was more than just music; it was a piece of him, a declaration that he belonged to her completely.The studio door creaked open, breaking the stillness.

Rohan stepped inside, his face lit with admiration. “That was incredible, Arjun. She’s going to love it.”

Arjun gave a small, almost possessive smile. “She has to. She’s everything to me.”