It's been 6 hours, 34 minutes and 20 second but sleep is far away from Jubin eyes, he turned here and there in his bed but no avail.
If two years ago someone had asked why this is happening with him, his answer would be that new place is haunting him, but now his answer is that a face is haunting him, a face that he love more than his life, a face which he wanted to adore for his whole life but.......
He gave out a sarcastic chuckle on his fate, he have everything, money, fame but not the thing he wanted.
He doesn't know who is responsible for this, their fate, she or he?
But he doesn't want any answer or maybe he wants.
Getting up from his bed he looked at the clock on the right side of him, 4 A.M.
He took a large force breath and walked toward the window, pushing the curtain away from the window he looked out, Indeed Chamba was a beautiful city, he can see big mountain surrounding the city, he can see the raavi river just a little away from the hotel, it's waves is screaming in the silence, singing its own music for the singer who came to visit the city.
But the song that is still ringing in his mind is her's.
They shared three months of companionship and he don't know that she sings, and that too well.
How would he know when.............
He shook his head asking his heart to stop talking about those moments and then he looked here and there in the room.
His gaze went to a Victorian radio, he smiled to himself, he pushed one button to on it.
He scrunched his nose on listening a screeching sound, he pushed another button to change the channel and he heard a voice but the voice was not clear, it was mixed with some screeching sound, he tapped the radio 3-4 times and the voice became clear, a satisfactorily smile comes to his face and he move near to the radio but his smile faltered listening to the voice of R.J.
It was her's, Payal.
He increased the volume,
"Actually you are right Saba, love hurts, very much, And it kill us when someone don't consider our love, and now what do I say more than it"
She took a little pause, as if to calm herself then again continued with a chirpy voice
"So, my dear late night oops early morning listeners, the show Love talks end here, we will meet tomorrow at the same time from 12 A.M. to 5 A.M. with your same RJ, Khatoon Mirza, until then listen to this beautiful song in the voice of Jubin Mirza"
Khatoon Mirza, did she said Khatoon Mirza....Mirza...
He was lost in his deep thought but his own song interrupts him,
[A/N:- Like this youtube video interrupted you 😜😜😜}
"Kal raaste mein ghum mil gaya tha,
Lag ke gale main ro diya,
Jo sirf mera,
Tha sirf mera,
Maine use kyun kho diya,
Haan who aakhein jinhe main chumta tha bewajah,
Pyaar mere liye kyun,
Unmein baki na raha,
Ho......"
Jubin closed his eyes as a lone tear left from it, considering the pain of the song and his heart.
"Har waqt dil ko jo sataye aisi kami hai tu,
Main bhi na janu yeh ki itna kyun lazmi hai tu,
Nindein jake na lauti kitni raatein dhal gayi,
Itne tarein gine ke ungliyan bhi jal gayi"
The song took a pause and his breath too,
"Humnava mere,
Tu hai toh meri sansein chalein,
Bata de kaise main jiyunga tere bina,
Ho humnava mere tu hai toh meri sansein chale,
Bata de kaise main jiyun tere bina......"
The same song he created after he left her, is teasing his heart after he meet her again, today, and she is staff of the same hotel he is staying, indeed world is a small place.
He closed his eyes and a tune of giggling rings into his mind, which he heard first time from her and sleep takes him over, pushing him into oblivion.
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Like everyday Payal came back to the hotel after her radio show. She don't need two job in her hand, but she do, for her father, who don't even want to look at her face.
But as a daughter it's her duty to look after him.
Like every day she walks into the staff quarter,
But unlike everyday her gaze went to a window, the window of the room where her past is staying.
She never thought that she will meet him again, that he will come to a small town like chamba, but who knows about fate.
Jubin Mirza, the singing sensation of India, who knows everything.
Who claim to leave her because he wanted to see her happy with her true love.
Oblivion to the fact that whom she love.
She gave out a chuckle thinking that she is doing a love show when her own love is unreachable for her.
She wipes her cheek before any tears betray her eyes and walked away from the window, walked away from her love, like she did 2 years ago.
A/N:- Here is the next update. Quiet boring, I know...........
And I want to tell you that from now on I will update this story on Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday.
My studies has finally started.
So, next update on thursday until give you love, votes and comments.
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