Shivin's POV.
I kept penning down the lyrics of my new song.
Before that let me introduce myself - I am Shivin Malhotra, the lyricist of a band called Venom which represents our college And is lead by Ishaani Kapoor.
"Yaar Shivin, It's you who writes but Ishaani takes the whole credit by singing it on stage, How can you let her do that man?" Kartik asked lighting his cigarette.
Some show love rarely and mostly in small quiet gestures; sharing an umbrella in the rain, leaving you the last slice of pizza while they tinda themselves, throwing their arm around you when they're afraid.
Love doesn't have to be flamboyant or loud to be present.
Some show love differently.
But that does not necessarily make it less.
"Ishu and I are not different people yaar. We are the same. She sings while I write, we complete each other. Just the way she completes me in real life." I smiled to myself.
"But where exactly is she?" Kartik asked.
"She's never been on time has she?" Chirag chuckled and took the cigarette from Kartik.
"Come on guys.. She's the only daughter of one of the biggest business tycoons of the city, Ofcourse she's supposed to be rich and spoilt." Zara defended her best friend in her absence.
Suddenly a pair of hands closed my eyes from behind
"Guess who? " She said in a whisper.
"I.. I don't know." I stuttered.
"I'll give you a hint.." She said in a teasing tone "I'm the world's most beautiful girl!"
Chirag and Kartik snorted.
So obviously it wasn't her.
"Umm.. I don't know about the most beautiful girl but then Meera..."
"Oh god you guessed it was me, I know you love me Shivin." She exclaimed.
I sighed.
"What is taking Ishaani so long?" I say as soon as I realise that she was later than usual.
She had to reach for the rehearsal by 9:30 AM. It was 11:00 AM now and still she hadn't shown up.
"Oh em geee" Meera suddenly exclaimed as we looked at her in shock.
"What's wrong Meera? " I asked, almost worried for the crazy girl.
"Mr.Kapoor is in the campus, Everyone has gone to take selfies with him, I need to go, my Instagram followers will definitely rise with this picture, See you guys." She said running away.
"I guess you know the reason she's late now.. " Chirag said when I nodded.
Minutes later a dejected Ishaani walked towards us.
"Ishuuu" Zara ran in to hug her best friend.
Ishaani and Zara were so close that I doubt if Ishaani was a guy, Zara would have eloped and married her.
She hugged her and casually waved to everyone.
Ishaani was an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart and a beautiful mind.
Despite that she came and stood beside me throwing her bag and huffing in annoyance.
"What's wrong lady love? " I asked
She did not answer.
I turn her to me and look into her eyes loving the deep conversations your eyes have with mine.
"What did you tell your Dad this time? And why didn't he approve of that?" I asked while folding my hoodie.
She snatched it from me and wore it, not that I was complaining. My hoodies suited her more than they suited me anyway. They somehow made her look more cute, carefree and child-like.
"How did you know that Genius?" Chirag asked.
"It's obvious or else when should the most busiest business tycoon would take out time from his hefty schedule to visit a college?" I said, "So it's obvious that Our Wonderful Miss Kapoor has delivered a news that shook him so much that he had to come running to our college." I explained.
"Did you leak our Goa plan? " Roy asked.
"No!" She answered, mortified at the random question.
"Did you tell him about you gifting me a new drums set? " Chirag asked.
"No yaar." She denied.
She was fidgeting. Most importantly she avoided eye contact with me. That definitely means it was related to me.
"What did you tell him?" I asked in a serious tone.
"I told him about us.. " She said. "I told him that I love you and I cannot think of marrying that stupid jerk who's his best friend's son just for some business expansion."
Her tone came a bit louder than usual.
"What? Paagal hogayi ho kya Ishaani? What made you think that he'll accept our love? I'm just a guy from a middle class family who doesn't even have a job yet and... Do you even realise what you've done?" I said shouting at her in anger. "Itni childish kaise ho sakti ho yaar tum? Stupid spoilt brat."
She looked at me with tears in her eyes.
Anger is an uncontrollable feeling that betrays what you are when you are not yourself. Anger is that powerful internal force that blows out the light of reason
She walked away without even saying a word.
And ever since that day my life changed.
I could never forget that day nor her.
I sit on the chair and open the laptop when I check the security cameras I placed right around her house.
She was by the pool talking to someone through the laptop. She must be talking to Mr Chauhan.
She smiles,closes the laptop and massaged her temples.She then looked at the sky and muttered something.
Meanwhile My phone begins to ring.
"Hello? " I answer it my gaze fixed on to the computer screen.
"Sir.. The work is done. I threatened Chauhan just as you said and he agreed to sign the deal with the Kapoor Industries. He'll be meeting her tomorrow. Also I made sure he won't reveal any of this."
"Great job Man! Remember I owe you for this" I say hanging up.
I change the camera through which I'm viewing her and on the computer screen I notice that she walks into her bedroom looks at her Dad's photo smiles proudly and falls asleep.
Only then I notice Kartik dropping a letter with a gift in the mailbox and walking away swiftly as no one notices him.
Other than me.
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Mafia ki Mashooqa
FanfictionIn a city where crime runs rampant, Ishaani Kapoor discovers that the biggest mafian organisation of the country has placed her on a no harm list. Turns out the king, or the satan, handling all of this is none other than the only boy she truly loved...