And the story ends..?

Chapter 10

I was running furiously now!! Tears were streaking down my cheeks and I had no idea where I was going. I ran and ran till they were out of my sight and out of my reach. The guilt was eating me up. How could I??  I know it was just a game but that game seriously shows what your mind wants because you choose things consciously. Shit!!

Running for I don't know how many minutes I started losing my breath. I stopped to gasp some air as I was panting.

As I felt a little in control I asked the locals for any place with a water body and they suggested me Sindhu Ghat which was 10-15 kilometres away from the restaurant. I quickly grabbed a passing taxi and asked him to drive me till there.

Settling in the taxi I opened the window and allowed the wind to dry my tears. I pulled out my phone and the wallpaper felt like a punch in the gut. I was feeling nauseous at my conduct. Anjali and Nia were calling me frantically but I was in no mood to talk to any of them, especially Nia.

I reached the ghat few minutes later and found it not so scanty but it was better that being with them right now. I was ransacking the ghat till I found a part which was not so crowded. I sat on the edge of the ghat and dipped my feet in the water of river Indus.

It was my habit, whenever I used to get upset or needed to sort my mind I would go to Juhu beach or Marine drive because of the sea. The sea depicted calmness on the outside but what was going underneath the surface was hidden to all.

The water was cold so it actually calmed me down physically but the storm that was brewing in my head was gaining control of my thoughts. I bowed my head and closed my eyes to take control of what was stirring inside me but I couldn't. Anjali was right. I didn't get closure, I didn't end it the way it should have been and frankly I didn't end it at all. I just stopped talking to him that's it. How much of a difference was that going to make?

I was looking at the river now... just like my thoughts it was never ending, flowing at its own pace. Exhaling a deep breath I took out my phone. With shaky hands I opened a hidden folder. The one which had the song Veer performed live and for me. I deleted almost everything except this one song and one picture from our college annual fest. I took few seconds and then pressed 'play'.

The moment I took the phone to my ear I heard the voice...

The voice which struck chords of my hearts. It touched those place which I thought never existed. The voice that could calm me down no matter how troubled I was. The voice that was a blessing to listen. The voice...

As the song continued I closed my eyes to re-live that beautiful day.

Day of the fest-Lights up

"Veer are you all set?" The backstage team asked him as it was his turn to perform on stage.

He gave them a thumbs up and a spotlight hit on his face! I was standing in the side wings of the stage just enough to see him from there. He was sitting on a bar chair with his black guitar in his hand and was ready to perform. I crossed my fingers and was waiting to hear his voice again. I glanced towards the audience and took a deep breath. He was one of the star singers of our college, I could tell by the way everyone stopped working just to see him perform!!

Not able to look at his face directly, I rushed to the audience section, made my way through the first row somehow and stood there to directly look at him.

He hummed... 'Hmmmmm... Beintehaa.... Beintehaa.... Yun pyaar kar.... Beintehaa....'

He sang one of Atif's track and audience started to sway their mobile phones with their torch light on in left and right direction, giving me a concert feel.