In the evening , Sanyukta enjoyed the song played and sung by her new friend . Sameer was confused why Sanyukta was constantly smiling like a fool . He concluded that she was very happy to spend time with him . A big fool he was . After the dinner , he said ,
Sa- sanyu , wo aaj main free hoon , tum baat karna chahogi , you know , late night talks .
S- sorry , wo , main raat me late awake nahi rehti , can we talk tomorrow, are you free tomorrow
Sa- hmm , no , I have to go to office tomorrow .
S- So you mean , you won't take me for a trip through goa
Sa - hmm , I will try for sure
S- huh , don't talk to me
Sa- sanyu , please
S- okay fine , now go and have rest so that you can do your work properly
She said doing her duty of a phionse.
Sameer thought she was fine now , so he nodded and left .
Sanyukta went to her room and laid down . She closed her eyes in anger . Anger of why she came here with him on the first place . Oh yes , she knew why . Her business minded dad .
As she closed her eyes , HIS voice rang in her ears , his melodious voice and perfect guitar tunes , which slowly calmed her down . And soon she was fast asleep.
Next morning :
She woke up at 9:30 .
S - Oh shit , only half an hour left .
She was literally running here and there . At 10 :05 she was standing on the door step of room no 1 , panting hard .
S- shit , 5 minutes late
She knocked , and the door was opened by him . She entered chipping a dozen of sorrys.
R- why are you sorry
S- 'cause I am late .
R- oh are you , well I didn't know that
S- hota hai , hota hai , I am 5 minutes late , chalo jaldi jaldi start karo , finally I am gonna learn guitar , aaj mujhe na rock on ka gana sikhana
R- ok , basics aata hai kya tumhe
S- basics ? Oh hello , I am a new learner
R- toh flight pakadni hai kya , sidhe gana , pehle basics to Sikh lo
S- okay , to nursery rhyme sikhaoge kya
R- woh bhi bahut baad , pehle scaling, tuning , ye sab sikhna padega
S- ohk , whatever you feel right
R- chalo , guitar do apna
S- wo , actually , mere paas guitar nahi hai
R- what , guitar ke bina kaise sikhogi
S - tumhara hai na
Randhir shook his head . She is total crazy , he thought .
R- tumhe hamesha se mann tha guitar sikhne ka , still you didn't buy a guitar ?
S- are , dad didn't allow , unhe lagta hai , music is the art of down class people .
R- oh
S- lekin pichle saal maine kharidi , chupke se , apne collected money se
R- bad girl , papa ko bina bataye
S- where are your mom and dad Randhir
R- may be , main blind tha isliye chodd diya mujhe , mera koi family nai hai
S- wrong , tumhare saare friends tumhare family hi hai , chahe wo Parth ho ya main
R- just for saying , in reality , meri koi family nai hai
He started sobbing . Sanyukta felt bad for him . She came forward and hugged him . In return , Randhir hugged her back tightly and started sobbing in her neck . Sanyukta kissed his hairs and caressed his back till he became quiet . She slowly broke the hug and said ,
S- everyone has good and bad times . Abhi tak it was your bad time . I promise , jaldi you will experience good times also. Ohk ?
R- hmm , thanks
S- dosti me no sorry no thank you
And both giggled .
S- chalo , now start my guitar classes , dekho 11 baj gaye
R- chalo
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