Just My P.A.

9~ Complications

Sometimes your smile will ache. Sometimes your light will dim. Sometimes your spirit will break. And sometimes your entire world will come crashing down without warning. And that's when we need to dig in deep and find ourselves; get out our ambition back right. We look out for U-S!! And focus primarily on us. Nothing about losing what's familiar feels good. We let go. And that's what I did this time. This moment. I needed space. I wanted a life. I didn't own this life to be chained all the time. It was time that I took a stand.

A stand for myself.

"Hey Nandini! Come on in..."

I looked inside when called.

There I was standing ; still unsure of my actions. Back stabbing was the last thing I wanted to do. But nevertheless. I shooed away those thoughts and finally stepped into Manik sir's house.

Alya was busy fixing her keyboard and Mukti with her guitar ;while Dhruv helped Cabir set the drums. And that's when I sensed the single pair of eyes fixed on me. I turned to view the viewer. Manik.

I raised my brows and he looked away immediately.

"Nandini aab kya invitation bejhun?!" shouted Cabir from the other side, breaking my trance.

"What?! No...." I replied to my rescue as I walked into the house.

This was the first time I ever visited Manik sir's house. And like I had expected it was grand and classy. Everything in here was designer and like I mentioned "classy". I gaped around, registering the picturesque view in my mind, just when I bumped into something.

"What is even your problem! " he cursed facing me.

I stepped back with the hit before I finally looked up at him. Manik .

"I'm sorry ....sir" I immediately apologised and I realised he went to say something but stopped in the middle of it.

"Just sit there at a corner!" he ordered picking up his guitar from the sofa.

I nodded without another question and hid at one corner. I already had loads of arguments to handle and adding more to the list was unnecessary.

They started jamming soon while I sat there and  litstened as they sang. They were melodius enough to woo the crowd but I didn't know how their song would help Harshad.
Harshad was one person I feared~ both emotionally and physically. He was holding onto the most delicate strand of my life. My world revolved around her. My ma. And I coudlnt afford to lose her. I had lost my brother; Rishab because of my stubbornness. I still remember how the blood oozed out of his head. I was standing there held by two other men~ forced to stand chain to the road and watch my brother die. An accident it seemed. But A-L-A-S!!

"Nandini tumhara phone!!" screamed Manik sir delivering a deadly glare in my direction.

"Sorry....sorry! !" I apologised being pulled back to reality. I picked up my phone on the next ring and excusedmyself from there to some place silent.

"Hello!" I whispered

"Nandini you.
..how many times do I remind you to pick my calls on the first go !!" cursed Harshad from the other side.

"I'm...I'm..." I stammered uttering more words.

"Cut the crap! I hope you are taking my words seriously! " he said.

"Yes...mein...mein...woh Manik se ghar pe hi hun"

"Good! Abb jitna information nikal sako nikal lo!!" he said and I could feel the smile creeping on his face. I went on to reply but I was pinned to the wall.

I feared revelation. I needed to act quick.

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"
Tune jo na kahan main woh sunata raha
Khaamakha bewajah khaab bunata raha
Jaane kisaki hamein lag gayi hai najar
Iss shehar mein na apana thikaana raha
Dur chaahat se main apani chalata raha
Khaamakha bewajah khaab bunata raha Dard pehale se hai jyaada, khud se phir yeh kiya waada

Khaamosh najarein rahe bejubaan Abb na pehali si baatein hai, bolo toh lab thartharaate hai
Raaj yeh dil ka na ho bayaan
Ho gaya ke asar koyi ham pe nahi
Hum safar mein to hai humsafar hai nahi
Dur jaata raha paas aata raha, khaamakha bewajah khaab bunata raha
Hmm hmm hmm hmm........
"

My fingers stopped playing not finding Nandini around.

"kya hua? !"asked Mukti with my abrupt stoppage.

"Ek second! " I replied quickly and excused myself from there.

I didn't want any kind of problems and specially when Nandini was here. Firstly I didn't want her in here and secondly she was related to Harshad and that called for more attention.

I went out in the direction I had found  Nandini go, recieving her call. In the next few minutes I found her whispering over the phone.

"Yes...mein...mein...woh Manik me ghar pe hi hun" I heard her whisper.

I sensed tension in her voice and guessed something grand was cooking  over the phone. I waited there for some more seconds and realised it would go on if I didn't barge in between.

I pinned her to the wall and she cut the call immediately.

"Yeh kya kar rahi to tum?!" I asked straight on the face.

"Mein woh phone pe baat kar rahi thi!" she said and winced in pain as my grip over her hand tightened.

"Sir..it's hurting!" she said looking straight into my eyes.

"Don't act smart! Do you understand that!! " I said leaving her hand and stepping closer to her.

She stayed shush and her face held onto a single expression. Though I couldnt see straight through it but her eyes spoke guilt while the rest assured what she did was right.

"Speak up damn it!! " I spoke in vexation not being able to control my anger for long.

"I'm not answerable to you!!..it's personal" she snapped back finally.

"Listen you--" but she snapped me in the middle.

"Sir....please get your hands off me! I'm paid to do your work not get man handled by you!" she spat bitter.

I looked at her in disbelief and stepped back the next moment.

" Fine then!.....leave right now!" I snapped back not able to digest her words.

"Sure!"she replied and walked off there the next moment.

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Have you ever considered that we lead ourselves on? We over think everything, every touch, every look. And the saddest part is waking up every morning and remembering what we tried to forget the night before.

I don't know how he understood what I was doing but frankly speaking after walking out off the house, I knew I had done a mistake. I would have to answer Harshad now and telling him the truth would just cause more trouble for me.

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