"Sometimes you amaze me Nandini!" he said glaring at me, standing at the door of my room.
"I...."
"Like jaab bhi mein bolun that I want this done! You some how have to do something the other way round...." he cut me off in between and stepped inside the room, inching closer in my direction.
"They were only making songs!!' I replied meekly.
" Exactly my point....you God damn keep forgetting why I had sent you there!! ...or maybe wait...--" he stopped abruptly , standing just a few hands away from me.
I raised my brows, unknown of his intentions.
I found him scratching the right side of his jaws and the next thing I knew; he pulled me in his direction. His nails digging my skin and no matter how much I tried, I couldn't get out of his grip. Not that I feared the touch anymore. I was used to it now. Used to be manhandled.
"Its hurting"I still cried in defence but anger was clearly visible on his face.
"Don't you try to fool me Nandini!"he said narrowing his eyes.
"I...I--" I stammered.
I wasn't sure yet, about what I was doing. I didn't know wether to do what was asked to, though I had agreed previously.
Dilemma yet.
"Don't you dare!" he hissed in anger, gritting his teeth and eyed the cut on my forehead.
I knew what those gestures meant and realised giving in was the only option.
"I won't "I replied meekly.
"You'd better not!" came the instant reply and with that I found my place back on the floor, on being pushed.
He walked of from the room and slammed the door upon his exit.
I positioned on the cold floor and looked around blankly.
There's nothing that could be done. There's nothing I could do.
A mere puppet: me!
I sensed tears rolling down my eyes. The inside of me internally screamed. That little happiness which I guess was left wanted to abandon me as well. I was dumbfounded. Clueless.
Nothing could be done.
I took in a deep breath and rested by the wall. Wiping my tears, I closed my eyes and dozed off. The only one place where I found solace , though not always but yes I did so!
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7am
Q label head officeI stepped inside the office building before my usual time. Last night's jam session went on pretty well provided I had shooed away Nandini!! We were done with one song already and I'd love to admit that it sounded pretty well and that left us with 14 more to compose.
I walked down the corridor and entered the lift. It regained its motion soon and pressed the button to my floor.
The lift door opened and I walked off towards my room, adjusting my guitar over my navy blue blazer as I made my way.
Reaching the bend I expected to see Nandini, but she wasn't there; though I could spot her bag resting on the table. I went on in with a sigh .
My room was as clean as possible except for those paper crumbles lying here and there on the floor. I placed my guitar on the sofa when I suddenly remembered that I had to take the lyrics of the next song from Alya.
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