Chapter 13

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Randhir sat there whole afternoon with the guitar and kept playing all her fav songs..
And cried his heart out like girls..
Yes boy's dont cry isnt it?
They do cry if they are truly and madly in love with a girl..
But who had the power to explain it to the great "Randhir Singh Shekhawat"
He kept the guitar somewhere around evening back in his cupboard and agaim settled on the bed..
"Shit randhir" parth barged inside randhir's room..
"What" he wiped his tears and looked around..
"Dont tell me tune news nai dekhi?" Parth yelled..
"Nai dekhi" randhir chipped..
"Aaj ki news sae stock market hil gai hai..
Uts like jeez i cant even tell you" parth sighed..
"Kya hai parth bol na" randhir was pissed of at his bestfriends behavoir..
"Mr.kishore aggarwal the ceo of of aggarwal industries died in a plane crash" parth read the news loudly thus numbing randhir's senses..
"What ..how..when?" Randhir yelled loudly getting of the bed..
"Calm down" parth gesteured him.
"Tell me parth" randhir shook him hard..
"He was coming back from paris by afternoon's flight..
And due to bad wheater the fkight carshed killing everybody inside" parth decalred the news..
"I need to..i mean u are not g..oing there?" Randhir looked at him in horror..
He wanted to go there and be for sanyukta in her alone time..
But as parth wa..s parth was his ..
So wasnt he supposed to go there..
"Yes i am going there..
Infact everyone in going there and even u are coming with me" parth declared..
" m..e i mea..n " randhir wanted to go there and soothe sanyukta's pain..
But then it wasnt right..
He could never see her cry or in pain..
" shutup randhir i know they were ur competitors but we need to be there " parth shook him to bring him out of his trance..
" u wait ill change and come" randhir chipped like a robot and went to change in the chainging room..
He closed the washroom and tears flowed from his eyes again..
Sanyukta would be alone now..
Her mother died when she was very young..
Her sister lived aborad and she was all alone now..
He changed soon..
He washed his face..
He wore the white kurta and payjama he wore for his dad's funeral..
He could understand what pain she might b going through now..
But during his sad time she was there with him ..
And he could not back out now..
His ego was smaller then his care..
Only his heart understood that..
And not his overpowering brain..

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