Tera Zikr

Chapter - 16

I saw different photos of our's and tears uncontrollably flowed down my cheeks. Our memories, our sweer fights, and all the fun we did together flashed in my mind and forgetting her was now even more difficult. I took a photo of her in my hand and examined it for a moment. My fingers slowly traced her face in the picture, held the picture from the edges and tore it. A few minutes later, all the pictures which were lying on the table were torn into pieces. I stared at the broken pieces, crushed them all and took them into my hand dumped them into the dustbin, leaving one behind. Well, it was not any love, I needed it to burn the others. I lit the lighter and brought the remaining photo near the flame. Seconds later, it was on fire and I dropped it too in the dustbin and the next moment, all her memories were turning into ashes. She was dead for me. All I loved was my passion and nothing else. Suddenly my phone rang. The screen read Mohit- my best friend and the person who was always there truly supporting me and my passion. "Hey", I said as I picked up the call. "I have a good news for you", he said, he sounded extremely happy and excited. Wait, was it because of.... "What's that?", I suspiciously asked. "Yes! You're thinking right Darshan. You made it. The project is your's", he excitedly said. "What!", I exclaimed. "Yes, you did man. I'm coming to your house in five minutes and then we'll go to shoot", he said and hung up. I sat back on the couch and exhaled heavily. I closed my eyes and a tear rolled down. I was on the seventh cloud, I did it. Finally. I did it. I made it to India's biggest exhibition. I have been trying for it since last two years, but each time, something lacked. I never got selected but this time, I was. I had shown them a few of my best works for the exhibition and they selected them, and now Mohit and I had to go to click some more pictures. Now I have to do my best, put in all my efforts and give my 100%, because the opportunity I just now got, was a dream since childhood. I have always dreamt of displaying my work in the exhibition. As a child, when I used to go there, I would picturize my name under different pictures, I looked up to the best selling photographers and would always wish to be one; and now, it was here. The opportunity was here. It was the turning point of my career and I'd do all I could to achieve my dream because not everyone gets this chance and I have got, and I don't know if I'd get it next time or not. All I have is one chance to prove myself, and now I have to do my best and fulfill my dream of conquering the exhibition.