Ever thought what if you could see ghosts? In fact what if you fall in love with one?
When an arrogant rock star- Manik Malhotra witnesses an accident, he gets chased by a notorious ghost- Nandini. At first he freaks out at the sight of her and trie...
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"Is it true?" The reporter repeated, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Yes the concert got cancelled because of my health issues. But I assure our fans that I am totally fine now." I said. "And we will rock it in our upcoming concert."
"Could you please be more specific about your health condition? Everyone are curious as to why you had fainted?"
"Because of me." Nandini whispered in my ears, making me flinch. I so wanted to glare at her but I couldn't- credits to the cameras and reporters around me. Well I didn't want to be tagged as a delusional freak or a psycho.
"The doctors said it was because of dehydration. It's nothing serious." I lied, smiling nervously. I couldn't possibly say that I had witnessed an unfortunate accident and that a ghost was standing right beside me - in fact she had been touching my hair from time to time. Thank god she was just touching it and not messing it up. How irritating!
"Liar. At least your lying skills aren't as bad as your acting skills." She said as she gently ruffled my hair and I couldn't help but frown. I shot a look at her, slapping her hand away. "Go away." I mouthed.
"I can't hear you. What did you just say? Say it louder." She acted as though she couldn't understand what I had mouthed when she clearly could. I was afraid of being exposed to media but more than that I was afraid to attract more ghosts. What if a ghost or an evil spirit had been roaming around?
I made a puppy face and that made her giggle. "Awiee so cute." She gushed, pulling my cheeks lightly. I could never get used to her touch. Damn! It feltcold yet so warm. Slapping her hand away I looked ahead, the reporters had been asking question to Alya by now.
"Manik you know I am here but no one else does. Even the cameras can't catch me. I feel like a magician right now." She smiled. So much positivity!
"You should feel like a ghost right now." I said in a low tone, looking towards Cabir. Cabir looked at me with confused expression. "Huh? What did you just say bro?"
"Well no big deal. I am a ghost after all but being a ghost itself feels like being a magician- a great great magician." She placed her hand on my head. Was my head her stick or something?
"So full of yourself. And take your hands off me." I yelled though in a very low tone.
"Firstly I am not touching you. My hands are with me." Cabir said, showing me his hands. If only I could tell him I was using him as a bait to communicate with my dear little irritating ghost, would he have chewed me like he chewed his food?
