The Naivety Of A Heart (Original Unedited Version)

Chapter 5- Rhythm of Distance!

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Dance, the rhythm and compassion of life, eases ones heart and mind. When that soft and sweet melodious music flows then even without a second thought ones feet automatically start moving because they want to get lost in that world of dreams and live in that isolation which is far beyond all the worldly facades. It is always believed that when a person misses someone, the best way to put your heart and mind at rest is to travel in the world of those heart touching beats, which will make you forget every single thing and all you would remember is, the one whom your heart craves and desires but the thin line of the society always comes in your path way, putting a halt to that enchanting dance.

The sad tunes of the music flowed, as the sun rays entered Aayush's room from the glass windows, which he opened to let the fresh air in, but in a hope to see her for once as his heart missed seeing her innocent face since a day now.

He never knew that giving her an off day would prove the worst decision of his life. He was absolutely dependent on her, and now that she was not infront of him, he felt empty, an emptiness that only she could take away with her smile.

He stood in the middle of his room, and looked around and all he could see was her, only her. Her face, her lips, her almond eyes, her beautiful hairs, her petite figure while he stood there in a corner admiring her.

He increased the volume of the music system and started moving along the tune.

His body floated from one side to another, making him stretch his arms as if he was trying to embrace that breathtaking beauty of his life in his protective and secure embrace, trying to shield her from all the hardships of life. He twisted his hand in a way as if asking that Almighty about the cruelty people face in the world, but they are not able to get their happily after ever. Their fairy tale isn't completed because the world has only advanced in the technologies, they haven't adapted that advancement in their thoughts.

His face harbored the expressions of sorrow and sadness as if he himself was the victim of that hurting phase but truth to be told, he had experienced the sufferings of that victim, who had captured his heart, unknown to him. Atlast, the silent plea ended with a tear of drop falling from his closed eye, as he raised his head heavenwards and sat down on his knees, as if expecting some mercy from someone up there.

"Breath taking, buddy," He heard Sarthak's excited voice and stood up from his position, turning off the music system.

"I never knew you were a fan of Taylor Davis," Sarthak asked with a look of amusement and Aayush just shrugged his shoulders and started wiping his face while Sarthak took his position, on the blue couch kept in the corner of the room.

"My instincts tell me that you are missing her, while my mind says you are only pissed, and my heart says that you are.....," Sarthak stated gaining Aayush's attention as he raised his brows for him to proceed on but Sarthak left the sentence in half way because he for sure knew how stubborn his best friend could be, and it was no use stating something to him, which he would only trash like an used can.

"Why did you stop? Go ahead, what does your heart say?" Aayush asked sipping the orange juice and the second the liquid went down his throat, he spit it out shocking Sarthak.

"What the hell? Jenniferrrrr!" He screamed at the top of his lungs which echoed in the entire house.

"What happened?" Sarthak asked not understanding his sudden anger. It seemed to him as if he lost his one screw with that juice. What a thought!

"Drink this!" Aayush ordered passing him the glass, while Sarthak took it and have a sip and stared in confusion at Aayush, not able to comprehend what was wrong with him. He scrutinized Aayush from top to bottom and then bottom to top, and declared, "You have gone mad".