Rock star Love (Abhigya TS) ✅

Rockstar Love - Part 1 (B)

Her heart beat stopped it's faintly beating. And a lone tear escaped her eyes at the moment.

As the doctor looked at him apologetically conveying the message that she was dead silently. He looked at them shocked, disappointed and more felt helpless.

Abhi heard the news hit his Ears but all he felt was deaf at the moment. Numb. Immobile. Blocking every nerves in his body to hear, react and act. Just like her. Dead. His body became numb, feeling nothing.  For some moments, his functioning in the body system stopped. 

However the difference is she is Dead physically. And he, died inside. Mentally. The image of her lifeless made his heart bleed making him suffer from breathing. He saw her drop a tears. She would have sensed leaving him. That might have brought her tears. The doctor done some formalities before taking her to the Ambulance inside. The Helper was about to stretch her.

He hold her tightly her hands, How can she go? Leaving him Alone. All Alone in the world.  Not needed to be said Cruel World. He felt like the world beside him stopped, Pain slicing through his body dwelling him in the darkness and hopelessness.  Her hand was about to leave his, the sense of letting her hands go when she needed was most intolerable.

He needed her. More than oxygen. No she can't leave him. 

I won't let her go. She is alive. They might have mistaken.

How can she go away? She always told he is her life. If he is living then she has too, right? He is breathing. And she has too.  If she go away then he have to.

"Pragya!!!" Sarla and Dadi cried out loudly in agonized sound. The Pain was unbearable seeing her died covered with the plain white sheet all rolled over her Slim figure.The loss was something big and tremendous and so unexpected, making it difficult for people to believe.

Her face was only one kept display to the mourners as they saw that angelic pure face before them even a rock hearted man would melt at the moment seeing a small aged good looking Lovely girl lying died on the floor. It would be making anyone to feel and mourn.

But it didn't made Abhi to shed least a drop.

He was stone.
Acting like a stone. Strong and Cruel to the world around his.

Trying to be evasive, before the world. Purab stared at his friend, as tears brim on his eyes, why was he acting like that whatever happens was not bothering! What was he trying to do?

Is he denying what happened? Or he trying to act that all was not bothering him.

That would be least, he can deal with.

He looked at Abhi, studying his every moves. He was not smiling, but not even his eyes are welled up. At least, he needs to cry a drop of tears.

Atleast a drop.  He needed to accept truth. Merciless truth. 

Bottling up emotions or repudiating the fates can't bring back what was happened. None can be changed.  No matter whatever we possess. 

This is not the Abhi he known, he would be vulnerable if  something happens to the person he loved. He would be willing to taming his names for them. He won't think of pretending evasive.

He would do anything. He would shout, he would go insane.  Cry.  Everything that A Man wants to stop himself from doing.  But he was not like that. He would let his feelings. 

If Abhi had acknowledged the truth,  then he would be wailing. And Crying.

Realisation  dawn to Purab, Abhi was neglecting the truth. Truth that she died. That she left them. Moreover left him in the cruel world to face all the hurdles himself. To let him live in this world all alone With broken hearts and with his memories, while she rest peaceful in the death.

Raj bhaiya and Taiji are fetching the mourners and telling them what happened leading to this disastrous death to her. He needs to confront Abhi. Make him understand she was no more. It pained for him to see his caring sister a like Bhabhi, was death wrapped in the white cloth without breath. Laying lifeless.  Still he can't do about that matter. Adding to the melancholy,  Abhi's silence was staggering his heart more. This is the tough situation of his life, he wailed out silently clasping his hands on the skirt, trying to exert his grief.

And agony. People says Tears can make you feel light in Trouble or Sorrow, though he cried more time, still he could not get rid of the deep sad lonely feel he was having. He felt a hand on his shoulder to spot Bulbul, standing before him. Her eyes are red and puffy, fresh tears strained on her cheeks.

The loss to her was also something big.  Lose of her sister.  Why did you left Di, when you know we all love you? How can you?

A tear dropped from the tear, his throat hitched.

He hates seeing her cry, today he can't stop her crying. Even he was crying over adding to that.  Not even he was willing to do them. He felt drained.  "Purab. My di." She sobbed balancing her head in his chest, he held her tightly and drops of tears left his eyes automatically, unable to do anything.

"I want My sister Purab. My di. I want her. I want her to scold me, hit me and hug me." Bulbul blabber while she wails out tears flowing down her eyes.

"She loves simple life. Not complicated. She was not happy from beginning.  Now all was set. But look she. She was not here. She likes peace. I don't think god would grant this peace for her praying. And this white simple dress to her wear." She sobbed loudly, pain and grief was running through her body, slicing in the every part of her. Unable to withstand the sorrow.  It was so much for her fragile heart to believe and accept.

"Bulbul. It's okay," he said after her cries and muffling subside, he pulls her head out to see her fell unconscious.  God! It seems like it would be hard path for him to manage every person. What was he going to do? To set everything back!

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