Dusky Moonlight

Chapter- 1

This story is a work of fiction, all characters, places, and situations are solely based on the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual person, place, or events is purely coincidental.

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The soft melancholic violin music filled in all the corners of that empty hall. The soulful music could lure anyone to stay and listen to the feelings blended in that.

Rathi's graceful hand playing the chords flawlessly. Her slender fingers danced on the strings and she had a small smile on the corner of her luscious lips while hearing the music. Her attention on the tune doesn't let her big eyes to be open, it's shut to dwell in her music world. Her perfectly trimmed-thick eyebrows raise and fall according to the ups and downs in the music.

Her messy hair fell on her face, shoulders and till her torso but that doesn't show her less attractive. Her ivory skin glowed in the dimmed lights that hanging on top of her head. The brown maxi dress that she wearing is perfect on her lean figure.

Once she finished that piece, Rathi heard a clap and she opened her eyes to reveal her mild red mixed brown orbs and it's glimmered in delight.

The most attractive part of her face is her eyes. People who look at her eyes always ask this question whether she's wearing a contact lens and they will be suprised when she tells that's her natural eye color. Rathi always wonders from where did she get these eyes.

"Good Rathi, you played well this time." Her middle-aged music teacher Mrs Geetha appreciated her.

"Thanks," Rathi's sweet voice gently came out with a smile.

"You now become a professional violinist," she complimented.

"I guess so," Rathi felt happy inside because this is something that she wished to hear from the age of ten, where she tries to play Sister Mary's old violin in the orphanage. That time it sounded so horrible but now she finally made her dream come true.

"You worked hard and I can see it. By the way when you're going to Mumbai?" Geetha asked folding her hands.

"Probably next week," Rathi sighed.

"Do you have any idea to return back here?" Geetha asked narrowing her eyes.

"No, I am thinking about starting a new life there," Rathi replied cautiously.

"Okay, best wishes," Geetha smiled adjusting her glasses.

Placing the violin in her bag, she got up from her seat carrying it.

"See you tomorrow," Rathi said before walking out.

She came out from the dim corridor and stood to see the dark clouds crowding up giving the signs of heavy rain.

As she guessed the rain started to pour once she is out of the college building. Thankfully she had an umbrella that has protected her lover from the rain yeah, Rathi used to address her violin as Lover. It was there with her in all the times, she used to kiss it before going to sleep and she adores it madly since she bought that with much difficulty, starved for two days to convince her Nanny to buy this.

The wind blew heavily and she couldn't walk in the rain and took shelter at the bus stop nearby.

She's wet and cold. There are some people standing beside her for the bus and she glances at them to find any known face but She doesn't know anyone and stood there silently seeing the puddles. In usual days Rathi will be dropped on her class by their driver but today their car was on a repair. People here are anonymous to Rathi and friends are nowhere because of being protected like a president's daughter.