ON HOLD!!
BOOK ONE OF NIGHTMARE SERIES (can be read as a standalone)
No one was able to touch the masks she had on her until she married him who became
'The moon to her dark'
'The light to her shadow'
A DAYDREAM TO HER NIGHTMARE
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Rea...
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" It's a guitar, right?" Kritika asked me in a curious tone, " Yes, it is. Daadi gave this guitar to me as a birthday gift". I explained her and kept the guitar in my lap.
She smiled and asked with puppy eyes, " Can I hold this?" I knew she's quite young to hold this heavy guitar, she might break it, but I can't ignore her puppy eyes. " Sure,but be careful." I kept that guitar on her lap. She moved her hands through the guitar, The gift was mine but she looked happier.
" You look so happy. Why?" I asked her and she replied, " As you're going to play it whenever I'll sing from now on." I took the guitar from her and said, " I won't. I'm not your personal guitarist or something."
She frowned and replied, " What's the point of you attending guitar classes regularly, when you can't help your friend." I chuckled and said, " then learn to play it by yourself, Ms. Strawberry"
She pouted and replied, " Fine don't help me, I'll ask Aayan. He also attends those classes with you." I kept the guitar on the table and stood up from my place, the smile playing on my lips disappeared, " There's no way you're going to ask him for help."
She folded her hands and asked " Why?" I thought something and replied, " As his guitar model is old now. My Daadi got me the latest model."
" Both models will produce the sound of a guitar. Just because Aayan's guitar is old doesn't mean it will sound like a trumpet." She replied.
" Whatever, mine produce better sound" I replied, " But you won't play it for me." She replied in an irritated tone.
" Fine, I will" I sighed and replied, there's no way I'm going to let Aayan play the guitar instead of me. She smiled brightly and jumped out of joy, " Yayyy"
"So, which song do I need to play for you?"
My sleep broke and I looked at the time, it was 3:00 AM. I sat on the bed and sighed. There are dreams like this which makes me want to stay forever into it.
I miss those beautiful times with my strawberry. No past traumas, no worries, no responsibilities just us making beautiful memories.
I don't know why but I remember every moment spent with her, some of them are clear and some of them are a little blurry. I also remember the first time, I held her in my arms, when she was born. I was just four-year-old at that time.
Our mothers were best friends that's why Maa took me with her to the hospital when my strawberry was born. I was so happy as I got a new friend. I don't remember anything more than her holding my hand when mom kept her in my lap. As far as I remember she was about 2 days old.
