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SCENE 1(PRESENT…….CULLEN APARTMENTS) (by gunjan) >>>>>>>> I always knew that god had some serious issues with me….n well these issues were comedy ridden n hell like at the same moment….. Sample this….. today I met the love of the past 20 years of my life n I have no idea whether to feel happy or crappy…… I met my lov , my angel….. true very true But I met him because he banged his car into me n made me experience my first flying lesson ever in the middle of the night……..

Great , marvellous simply mindblowing…….. I winced ….. the injury on my foot was actually killing me….. Not only the foot I had a bandage over my right tmple n a plaster over my left wrist….. N again just my luck that my house was on the seventh floor of this building n the lift chose this night to get all messed up n stop working….. Can life get any better????????

I winced yet again.. there was no way I was going to reach alive to my seventh floor house with this foot… Oki gunji think positive n stop being a dork……. See u r on third floor ,,,,, n that means mmmm ya just 4 more floors left…..

“WELL CRAP” ………………………………………………………………………………………………….. SCENE 2 (YESTERDAY,,, SWAN STREET , MUMBAI) (by samrat) The night actually felt too intimidating.. it was as if it was reflecting my sadness n anger outside… The stars weren’t shinning today as they were completely obscured by the big black n ugly clouds……

I severed up my car sharply at the turn… I was driving a bit rashly…. Actually a tad bit tooo rashly… N that too for the first time… but hell what other option was available to me?????

This was stupid……trusting humans(esp directors of a music company) was plain stupid….. As they were selfish n backstabbing… N I was moronic n stupid…..

I checked my watch yet again.. 5 minutes just 5 minutes were left nn I was no where close to the concert hall…… May be this was actually the end of my carreer ,,, CONGRATUALATIONS DUDE… U ROCK!!!!!!

My cell buzzed then , somewhere in the many pockets of my green cargo…. I was sure that this was mayank….. Damm it can this guy giv me a break????? Well I know the answer to this question atleast.. it was easy peasy nnn it was NO…. Luckily my headphones were already in place .. so I just switched of the phone n talked to my twin moron…..

“what mayank I am driving?????” “u said the same thing two minutes ago to twin” “really??sorry .. may be I 4got to add this little detail that I am driving a car n not an aeroplane” “this is not the time to be witty” “thanks twin …but do u actually think that I didn’t already know that??” “I guess u do…..whatever,,, hurry up samrat .. these nutheads r really getting to hard to control” His voice sounded panicked n symphthatic at the same time……

I knew I was soo damm lost….

“twin r u there??” “I am” My voice sounded weak n it made clear that I was totally completely freaked out…

“don’t worry dude…. I’ll control them heren I won’t let these crappy cartoons do anything against u” “mayank listen to me… go on stage if i….if …I ..didn’t turn up” His voice suddenly sounded stern …

“u will n don’t even dare to think that I will go there without u” “twin its not the time 4 being emotional pls just…” “ya pls just pls u first stop being moronic… and just get the hell outta here so that we can kick these nutheads around” “gosh twin what happened to ur vocabulary???” “it’s the effect of being ur twin… now shutup n cum here I really need to kick these cartoons” “may be we will” I tried forcing confidence in my voice b4 ending the call…. I had to reach there at any cost … if nt for me then for mayank …he was a total moron n I knew 4 sure that he actually won’t go to stage without me…….

The baby girl… where did she came from???????????what is she doing in the middle of the road??

“CRAP” I swered my car on right trying to avoid a nasty collision with the baby.. I thought that my car my vintage VW would safely remove itself from the road to the dusty meadow on right… Well I was wrong., Apparently I was too fastnn my car my vintage bug skidded across the lane at a dangerous speed.. At least the baby girl would be safe… It will just kill me…… N then hell broke loose.. I saw my run skidding straight towards a girl who was frozen terrified on the side lane… “damm it I wasn’t going to die alone….” ……………………………………………………………………………………………… SCENE 3 (PRESENT … room – 716..cullen apartments) (by nupur) “pls just pls can’t u guys shut up for just a second????” “look who is talking … morena express” “dia pls tum log kuch der to chup raho plss dekho gunji agar aa gayi to saara plan khrab ho jayega” “sorry babes u r wrong again …. Aaj ka plan fail ho jaye .. how Is that even possible” “haan deeds… nupur gunjan k liye humne jo surprise plan kiya hai na tu dekhna….” “of ho kya khak surprise reh jayega ..agar gunjan ne apartment mein enter karne se pehle humari awazein sunly???” “I think dia nupur theek keh rahi hai.. we should actually shutup” “benji stop being a dork too.. nupur is enough” “u guys actually r freaking me out”

Everyone shut up at that.. as our surprise for gunjan said out aloud that we were freaking him out…. Hell he actually looked pale.. I can tell that he was going all white.. By god which boy on earth got all pale n freaked out over voices???

“I am sorry guys I was just…. Just ..just” “its ok sir .. u have done us a great favour by coming here for gunjan” “benji if u called me sir one mor time I am going to take my sir n jump into ur chimney..” “oops sorry sir.. I mean samrat” Samrat slash sir finally smiled….i was damm sure something was wrong with this boy.. whatever as far as his twin brother was cmg too I had no problem with him being a total weird …. ……………………………………………………………………………………………… Part 2 (basic chractersketch n background story) SAMRAT N MAYANK SHERGILL – the two handsome, cool n twin morons of this story…. Both of them belong to a high class family, having money running down even through there sink pipes…. Both were rich n were orphan… there parents died in a freak accident when both were in tenth.. The tragedy of the time did take a lot from them.. Now they live with there maternal aunt shilpa sharma…who has spoiled these idiots beyond limits… As if the money thing wasn’t enough for them….. both of them were also successful singer(rockstars).. Samrat was an avid guitarist while mayank was a splendid flute player.. n both of them had held there audience mesmerised by their talents in numerous concerts,……

GUNJAN BHUSHAN N NUPUR SEHGAL- obviously these two r the dorks of our story …. Gunji n nups r step sisters n yet r very close…. Nupur chose to keep her maternal surname for the only reason that she liked the sound of sehgal much more then bhushan…

I told u they r dorks…. Well moving on .. gunji lives in Mumbai,,n works as a news repoter in a popular private news channel..while nupur is living in delhi 4 the past 5 years.. Even though she hates books to the core she is a novelist by profession……hee hee hee.

Nupur had met mayank just once.. she was at state library for the realease of her debut novel whil mayank was there to … he had flown in from Mumbai to inaugurate the fiction sec of the state library… They met n got into a terrible fight withing 5 seconds… Within the next 15 seconds they had their cell numbers exchanged n they had promised each other that they will continue their gruesome fight at night over their phone… Aren’t they a perfect definition of dorkiness n moronic ness????? Well moving even further,, Nups is in Mumbai now , though her sister has no idea abt this… Nups plan to give her a surprise birthday party,,,n she has a spare key to her sister’s flat in cullens apartments Mumbai…. Moreover she knows how much gunji loves samrat … I mean she knows that gunji is the biggest fan ever of samrat the dude… N since mayank was her bestest fighting buddies(ya they still fight n just fight over phone even after 6 monthsahem ahem),,,, mayank was doing her a favour by bringing samrat to the surprise birthday party of gunjan…. Nupur had even invited her college time buddies n the planning for the surprise is full on… What all of them don’t know still is that they r in for a surprise too n this time from samrat n gunjan…. EXPLANATION TILL NOW:- K guys I now this story is very confusing .. i am telling u what is happening in present so that it helps u to understand the storry better Hope I succeed.. Well guys presently.. nupur(gunji’s sister), benji , uday, dodo , adi, suhani, cj(gunji n nup’s college friends) n samrat are waiting 4 gunjan in her apartment ,, they have prepared the room for a special surprice birthday party 4 gunji..mayank has currently gone to the nearest bakery to bring a gift from him n samrat for gunjan… Samrat is there because mayank requested him to be….. So guys this is the situation at gujan’s house.. Same building on stairs… gunji is trying to reach up her apartments .. she met with an accident yesterday(abt which u’ll learn in flashbacks) n today she got discharged from there.. lifts r not working n she is having a hard time climbing the stairs… Now about flashbacks.. they’ll tell to u about the accident n what happened at concert n all the story of gunji n sammy’s first meeting….. I hope there is no longer going to be any confusion…. N here is a tiny winy update guys… >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.

SCENE 1 (FLASHBACK- YESTERDAY NIGHT, BACKSTAGE, CONCERT HALL) (BY MAYANK) I wanted to run straight into the nearest wall n bang myself to death on it…. But well…the director of the music company producing this show was standing in front of me eating cheetos… So apparently commiting sucide in front of him didn’t seem like a great idea… Dp—(he is the director,imagine prince in his role)Had hai.. concert shuru hone mein sirf paanch minute reh gaye hain mayank n tumhare bhai ka kuch pata nahi….professionalism bhi koi cheez hoti hai kyat um dono yeh jaante ho????

M== sir samrat bas aata hi hoga,, kahin phas gaya hoga,,,,chill sir don’t worry…. Dp=(gulping 3 cheetos in a single stroke)you r asking me to chill?? Listen mr mayank shergill,, agar aaj k concert mein koi bhi problem hui to I’ll make sure that ur brother pays dearly for it…. Do u want that?????

Well all I wanted in that moment was to shove the dried saltine cheetos in his hands, up his nose… But alas.. we seldom get to do what we want… Presicely at that instant my cell phone beeped… a text message???? “hey sadu.. hi.. best of luck 4 ur concert… I hope people don’t run away hearing the screeching sounds that u make on that flute of urs.. by god” I smiled.. this one obviously was from nupur.. the nut head… Dp=why the hell r u smiling young man????things r preety screwed up here…

Ok I have had enough… I wasn’t interested in hearing his stupid lecture any longer…. M== huh?? Sorry sir .. I was just…..(cleared my throat) sir I promise u, samrat will reach here any moment n todays concert will be a hit too…. Now if u give me permission can I go up n dress??? U know actually it won’t helt much if I went on stage wearing thses shorts of mine… my legs are a bit too much exposed in these…..

Dp(gawking dumb mouthedly at my legs)= huh?? Ya ya… pls go n change mayank…. I turned n almost sprinted up to my green room laughing madly at dp’s expression….

PRECAP.. In the green room We see mayank attending a phone call quiet tensed M== hell twin I told u I won’t go there without u???

S== mayank pls go I promise I’ll reach there within second ,, m down in the garage ,, I entered through the backdoor.. M’’ u may be lieing S== no twin mm not…. Pls go to stage .. u have to take care of the crowds until I change n come .. pls mayank this is abt our career.. pls go.. M== no … mm not going without u… S== goddamm mayank pls .. u have to go… I can’t let this show get destroyed.. someone really really sacrificed a lot for it M== WHAT??????

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Part 3 (FLASHBACK, YESTERDAY) (BY SAMRAT) Apparently I was too fast nn my car, my vintage bug skidded across the lane at a dangerous speed.. At least the baby girl would be safe… It will just kill me…… N then the hell broke loose.. I saw my run skidding straight towards a girl who was frozen terrified on the side lane… “damm it I wasn’t going to die alone….” i gasped……the distance between was closing on real fast… no god pls don’t let her die because of me…. I could see her clearly now, she was just few meters away,, she wore spectacles n kinda looked nerdy…yet still I noticed that she was too beautiful to be 4 real… She was mystic, refreshing and angelic….. It would feel great if I ever got to kiss her… jeez samrat!! Are u even for real?????you r abt to kill her n die urself n this is what u r thinking ….abt kisses????

Boys will always be boys….. I shook myselfn acted instantly(thereby not giving any time to my mind to pry in gutter n think stupidly of kisses n other girl boy stuff) I pulled of the lurch of my window in a rather hasty manner.. As the door to my right flew open I leaned out of it n shouted at her…

“CHASHMISH PLS….PLS MOVE “

Her eyes were fixed on the bonnet of my skidding at dangerous speed car n the only reaction she showed to my shouting my lungs out at her were shuddering a little… apart from that she didn’t react..

Well may be there was hardly any time for her to react….. What happened next was a quick bluurr.. I was thrown out of my bug as I had leaned rather heavily over the window….and I rolled over the road, feeling bruises building up across the length of my arms but not feeling the pain of them yet…..a hot ,spiked pain raced across my forehead n I heard her agonized shriek …………………………………………………………………………….………………………………………………… SCENE 2== (PRESENT) (BY narrator) (nupur is in kitchen , icing the chocolate birthday cake that she had made herself for gunjan’s surprise birthday party,,,,, n mayank is at a jewellery n accessory shop just across the street… both r talking over the phone….) N=(while writing gunjan’s name on the cake in white icicng)of ho mayank… itni der se tum ek gft nahin khareed paye??? Insaan ho ya bail gaddi????? M==nupur mein aaj gunjan se pehli baar milne vaala hun….aur upar se its her birthday tonight, to uske liye kuch khaas khareedne mein time to lagega na??? N=(banging the icing cone on the counter in sudden anger).. acha badi parwa ho rahi hai mr shergill ko gunjan ki… mayank majra kya hai???? M=(highly amused at nupur’s angry tone) tum kis baat pe itna gussa kar rahi ho????? N=mein???...... mein kahan gussa kar rahi hun??? …vo to mein bas… vo to bas… haan vo to bas mein yeh keh rahi thi k tum jaldi gift khareedo n ghar aajao varna aisa na ho k birthday girl birthday guest se pehle phadhar jaye….aaj kal k ladke ek bhi kaam time par nahi kar sakte by god…. M=(holding his mobliephone close to his ear wedged between his shouldern n head, while using both his hands in checking out 4 some watches for gunjan……)bas bas miss morena express, aa raha hun mein ,,, aapko mujhe apne updesh sunane ki koi zaroorat nahin hai….. N== updesh to tum pehle ghar aao to dungi tumhein… by god mayank aagar ab tum late huye na to promise tumhare chotte chotte tukhre kar k cake mein bake karne vale hun…… M== chee nupur bilkul tasty nahin lagega…..yucky yuck BY GOD….. N== TUM KO TO MEIN…. M= acha acha suno gusse ka level thoda kam karo bas mein do minute mein pahunch raha hun.. ok??? Nupur banged the phone on from the other side of the line.. .. M=(massaging his ears, as nupur had been literally yelling t him)by god……..yeh ladki hai ya phullan devi???

Chotu (a worker in the shop)starts giggling,, apparently he had been hearing mayank n nupur’s telephonic conversation….. Moreover his ears were becoming red … because it had been real hard 4 her in the last few days,……. M== tu kyun itna has raha hai?????nautanki chal ri yahan pe???? Chotu nods his head in denial n still was having a hard time controlling his giggles n laughter hysteresis..

M=(handing chotu a watch)yeh le ,, gift wrap karde ise,,,, n Colgate ki koi add nahin karni hai tujhe, isiliye yeh apne daant dikhane band kar…

Juat then munshi ji (the true owner of the shop enters , he is one one of his daily evening rounds to his shops) Munshi ji= are mayank baba aap aa gaye,…. Aapka locket tyaar hai…. (turning his face to shop helper) jare chotu jake locket le aa… M=(confused) locket????? Kaunsa locket munshi ji??

Munshi ji= vo aaj subha samrat baba aaye the ek locket theek karvanne k liye dene.. us locket ki chain tut gayi thi…. Mujhe laga aap vahi locket lene aaye hain…. M(getting more confused)= samrat aaya tha??? Par uske paas to koi bhi locket nahin hai……aur usne to mujhe kuch bataya bhi nahi..

In the meantime.. chotu comes back to the counter with the locket n handed it down to mayank… Mayank takes the silver locket n toys with its pendent…. A strange premonition told him that he had seen that locket somewhere b4….. The pendent was encrusted with beautiful little diomonds… it was in the shape of two alphabets entwined together…. The two alphabets were S n G…. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… SCENE 3>>> ?(FLASHBACK, YESTERDAY) (CONCERT HALL_) [guys m skipping the accident part from the flashbacks for the timebeing.. will reaveal what happened during that accident a little later… now mm starting with what happened just after the accident…. In this scene, samrat is running down a muddy lane just some distance away from the backdoor to the concert hall..his shirt is torn n messy with loads of wrinkles here n there n mud n blood stains all over it… Its sleeves are rolled up reavealing nasty cuts n bruises across the whole length of his arms…. His blue denim jeans are messed up to n so is the the case with his hair…it is standing in all directions with some of his messy hair sticking to his forehead n cheeks due to sweat…n last but actually not the leastthere is this small yet deep gash just above his right temple,, due to it that side of his face n neck is covered with blood…..] Scene>>>>> (by samrat) Her face never left my eyes…. It kept on popping inside my brain even while I was running n stumbling on my way to the concert hall…. Chashmish saved me….i owed whole of my life to her.. Hadn’t it been for her today ,, I would have totally , completely messed up big time…. She saved me even though I gave her a zillion wounds tonight in return.. I gasped n winced for breadth ,, my legs felt like jelly.. it looked as if I had been running for hours rather then 4 just a few minutes… Just there u r almost there dude……. I hastily plucked my ear phones back into my ears n dialled mayank’s no while still running…..he picked up my call on the first ring it self….. M== where the hell r u twin???? S= I am almost there , I can already see the back door of the hall,, mayank pls start the concert go on stage n distract the audience ,, I need few minutes to get ready,, I look like shit n feel like one too M== r u running???? I can hear u gasping for breadth??? What the hell had u been doing???

S== now is not the time pls mayank go….

By this time I had finally reached the back door n I pushed it open using all my energy…. There were loads of people present backstage, all running here n there, n all stopped on my entry n started gawking at me instead of running amock M== I told u I am not going to go without u…. I closed my eyes,, mayank could be a real turd sometimes…. S== u have to go ,, pls a lot is at stake to night ,,, we cant mess up this show bro… someone really sacrificed loads for it….

Saying so I clutched the broken locket that was in my hand more tightly.. It felt very warm against my cold n sweaty skin….. Update4>>>>>>> (flash back continued) Clutching the broken locket even more tightly in my hands , I ran upstairs to my green room , pushing away the gawking-at-me humans out of my way..

M== what do u mean??? Who sacrificed what??? He sounded completely freaked out… I tried to answer him calmly.. S== mayank.. twin listen to me .. go start the show… I promise I’ll join u shortly n pls don’t freak out now , I am freaked enough forr both of us..

My viose cracked a bit in the end n I could feel everyone’s eyes on me as I pulled open the door to my green roon n stumbled inside..

M(taking deep breadths)=k .. m believeing u n m going.. as u say the show must go on.. S== bang on twin, the show must go on..

Saying so I ended the call n wrenched the earphone out of my ears n threw them along with my mobile over the dressing table.. Then taking up deep breadths I finally musterd up enough courage to look at myself in the numerous mirrors in the room..

N I came to a simple conclusion I looked crappy n dampy.. Well ok may be .. I think crappy n dampy weren’t words enough to describe my state but still….. I was happy that mayank didn’t get a chance to see me like this.. Even on hearing my panicked voice he had been so upset n freaked out,.. I shuddered to think what would have happened if he saw me like this covered in blood n mud…..

I blinked my eyes n scrutinised myself yet again … Another simple conclusion .. No way in the hell was I going to be able to go onstage painted I red like this.. I sighed n stole one more glance at the locket before kissing it n placing it too on the dressing table..

N then I wrenched myself out of that torned up messy shirt…

“HELLO MUMBAI………R U READY GUYS??????..... THERE IS GOING TO BE LOADS OF FUN TONIGHT!!!!!!!”

A sudden warm relief washed through me as I heard mayank speaking from on the stage….. He was rocking it as usual .. n thanks to chashmish I would be joining my twin on stage in just a few minutes…

“HEY PEOPLE I SEE SOME ROCKING YOUNGSTERSS OUTTA HERE TONIGHT!!!!” I Smiled …. MAYANK had always been great with the start up lines to any concert show… I smiled some more as I heard the crowd going crazy after him…. He was one rockstar for sure my twin….

Well I didn’t really have much time so I picked up the water jug kept in the room n poured it over my face ,Rubbing clean the blood from my cheeks n neck.. Then I repeated the same thing with my arms… Using a towel I wiped my arms n face .. I pulled on a black jacket, the words “THE SERIAL KILLER” were printed on its back side in a fuinky calligraphy .. I didn’t wear a shirt underneath it … as I looked damm cool with bare chest n a muddy torn up wet jeans… Or atleast that was what the girls used to say…

Whatever… I shifted my concentration to my hair now .. They were wet n in critical position.. This was an i-need-my-hair-gel-this-very-second crisis.. My hair were messy . so I ruffled them some more?(in a stylish way) using my gel… Then I looked at the nasty cut just above my right eye.. It still stunged bad.. n that was really really sad.. I couldn’t go out like this.. I looked around the room thinking hard about what could I do to about it???? That’s exactlt when my eyes fixed themselves on a black band kept just at the edge of the dressing table.. “perfect”…..”I needed just that”

Saying so I pulled on the band over my head positioning it neatly on my forehead so that it covered the nasty cut completely… N then I ruffled my hair a little bit to let them fall over the band..

Finally feeling a little better about the way I looked . I picked up my guitar and literally ran upto the stage…

Update 5>> Scene 1>>>> {FLASHBACK, Yesterday, after concert, sayank are signing autographs back stage , samrat is looking completely drained out which is worrying mayank beyond limits… he wanted to take samrat and get the hell out of there but there fans……………….} {BY SAMRAT} T he little girl looked up at me and held out her autograph book expectantly to me.. She was smiling nervously n was wearing dorky glasses to.. She was fair , very fair … just like her… Though I was feeling more n more dizzier by every passing second, yet I bent down , took her autograph book , signed it n gave it back to her smiling.. She looked happy, so much that she moved forward , gave me a quick n warm bear hug n ran from there… And I blushed despite feeling dizzy.. I got back on my feet then .. they felt like jelly… Whole of my body was aching terribly …the bruises on my arms throbbed like anything…n yet I kept smiling at the fans standing in front of us babbling excitedly… There were about 30 of them backstage… they had won some kind of competition to meet me n mayank backstage,,, N I didn’t want to spoil there day due to my woozy n crappy state… Yet still I knew if I kept on standing there even for a few more minutes I was surely going to black out over my fans…

{BY MAYANK} I signed the fourth autograph book n gave it back to the girl who blushed real hard taking her notebook back from me.. awwww she looked cute.. All of them looked so happy to see us.. Who could imagine that two morons like us could be loved so whole heartedly by so many people???? I would have enjoyed this little rendezvous with these people , had it not been for samrat.. I knew something was wrong with him.. U could call it twin telepathy.. He was smiling at everyone, winking at the girls, hugging the children.. Perfectly Normal u’ll say…

And yet I’ll say samrat wasn’t his usual self.. his face was devoid of all colour n I was sure that twin was even facing problem in standing straight.. Moreover it looked that he was going to pass out any second.. N well this scared me like hell.. I needed to get him out of there..

{BY SAMRAT} I really needed to get out of here,, I knew my condition was worsening,, Even the voices around me had stopped making any sense any more.. N I had to really strain my ears to know what the girl standing just next to me was saying….. An odd ringing had already started playing in my ears.i was loosing it for sure.. Just then I felt my jacket vibrating .. it must be mayank’s mobile..

After the concert mayank had changed his clothes.. he had removed his white sleeveless, zipper hoodie n black cargos n replaced them with a blue denim jeans n a white kurta over it.. Talk off complete makeover????

I hadn’t changed my clothes .. because firstly I hardly had any energy to do that n secondly because removing the full sleeved jacket n band now n exposing my throbbing wounds to my fans wasn’t that great an idea..

Well anyway , the point was since twin’s kurta hardly had any pocket in it n he hated keeping his mobile in his jeans , so obviously his cell was currently in my jacket’s pocket..

As I felt the vibrations of mayank’s cell ringing I sighed in relief .. Finally I had an excuse to get the hell out of there… I sneakily put my hand in my pocket while getting my photograph clicked with one of the fans… Removed the silent tab on it,… Within seconds the smack that ringtone on mayank’s cell was clearly audible… I excused my self from my fans for a few minutes for attending the call n nearly stumbled towards a wash room….

{BY MAYANK} I saw samrat moving out of the room .towards the washroom….. I really hoped he would be fine…. No he wasn’t fine.. n I was getting panicky over this.. I needed to talk to him n ask him what happened .. I needed to be with him ,, with my brother.. N yet I was stuck up here between so many people n samrat had gotten himself stuck in the bathroom///

{BY SAMRAT} When the cell had ringed I had picked it up n said hello in it , then had excused my self n rushed towards the washroom in the other room , on the pretext of answering the call.. But now as I entered the washroom , I slid the mobile back in my pocket without even caring foe a single second about the important caller.. I slumped over the sink n puked my guts out… Great now I was sick on top of everything… Another conclusion…. Being terribly exhausted just after n accident crappyfies u even more.. This day was teaching me so much… I retched in the sink again , but nothing came out this time… Feeling light headed from all the puking, I rinsed my mouth n face thoroughly.. then using the towel I wiped of my face n stood there for a few seconds to gather my self… “dude.. just few minutes more n then u’ll be gone home..” I felt a tiny bit better then before n was just about to step out of the washroom when mayank’s cell started ringing again.. I supported my back on the bathroom wall n took out the cell to attend the call.. Without even looking at the caller’s name I picked up the cell n said “hello” “mayank yeh kya baat hui??? Phone uthak tum ne mera phone kyun kaat diya???.. ok pls tumse baad mein ladungi pehle I really really need ur help .. its about my sister.. n by god u r goig to help me otherwise I’ll kill u … n haan how was ur concert????”

{BY MAYANK} I looked back towards the bathroom once again .. samrat was still in.. I was getting really tenced now .. the day had been too exhaustive for both of us , more for him then for me .. Someone tugged down the hemm of my kurta n I looked down distracted.. It was avery small boy .. about 5-6 years may be.. He was smiling at me n holding a pen n a notebook in his small smaal hands.. I was overwhelmed.. I picked up the boy n kissed him…he blushed.. Awww the cutie pie… “so rockstar what’s ur name???” “ra… raj” He answered me with his dimpled smile.. I smiled some more… Raj???? It suddenly reminded me of nupur,,, N though I was thick with tension about my broher ,, even a small rememberance of her made me feel ok…… Strange how we both had bonded in the past few months…. “hmm raj.. yaani aap ho ddlj k sharukh khan???” The boy looked at me completely confused,, n I laughed at my self.. Stupid me how the little boy would know what is ddlj???? It was only nupur who thought that everyone on this damm earth should know about ddlj………

{BY SAMRAT} S=”hey wait… who is this???” N=”hmm nupur aap kaun??” S=”nupur??? Nupur kaun??” N=(sounding pissed off)..”pehle m aine poocha aap kaun ho.. aur mayank k mobile k saath kya kar rahe haion.. dekhiye yeh ,mayank ka mobile hai ,, n he is my friend .. so mein aap ko kyun bataun k nupur kaun??? Hote kaun hain aap.. n hoe dare u touched mayank’s mobile???”

S=”mein … mein uska bhai miss mayank ki friend… ab aap mujhe batayengi k aap kaun hain??” N==”oh shit.. is this samrat???” S=”yes aap kaun ??aut kaise jaanti hain mayank ko???”

But the line went off then… She hanged out on me??? This was a real mystery ,, mayank k liye ek ladki ka phone… Ok the day just kept on getting better n better ,, n the way that nupur who so ever she was , was getting possessive about mayank’s mobile…. Grrrrrhhh Mayank to gaya.. uski life mein ek ladki hai n usne mujhe bataya bhi nahi????? Mayank u r so so so gone N with that happy thought …I finally came out of the washroom n came back between the cluster of fans ,,, Mayank looked at me.. He looked worried…clearly he must have sensed that I was not doing well… I glared back at him grrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhh part 5>>> (by samrat) Finally we were out …finally And I was still alive .. still conscious We were walking slowly to mayank’s jeep.. Or to be more precise I was moving slowly and mayank was just trying to keep up with me. I could feel , mayank’s stares at me from time to time Mayank knew me only too well. I knew that he knew that I was angry I knew that he knew that I was exhausted I knew that he knew that I was basically feeling like complete bs.

I looked sideways , caught him looking at me and then I glared back at him.. Terrified he started looking straight ahead of us.. How dare he. He had this girl in his life .. what was her name?? Noor nahin I think its was numur Pata nahin kya naam tha uska ?? Jo bhi tha Mayank ki zindagi mein vo ladki pata nahi kab se thi N mujhe uske twin ko pata bhi nahin??? And the way she was talking to me The samrat shergill- mayank ka official twin How dare she ?? Dusron pe mein kya gussa karun?? Jab mere khud k bhai ne hi mujhe is kabil nahin samjha k vo mujhe uske bare mein bata sake ??? How dare he??? Did I ever till date hide even a single thing from him?? Then why did he????

I froze.. I did hide something from him I hid something from him for twenty long years Something that till yesterday I had already forgotten So wasn’t I more wrong then him He just hid nupur from me for a few months?? Nupur yup now I remember that was her name..

Mayank stopped a few paces ahead of me , when he finally noticed that I had turned statue and wasn’t moving any longer,, Guilt held me captive there… M= kya hua samrat?? Tum ruk kyu gaye?? M== samrat!!! Kya hua ?? tum mujhe aise kyu dekh rahe ho

He was standing in front of me holding from my shoulders.. S= mayank , vo nupur ka phone aaya tha , she needed to talk to you

{by mayank}

I looked at him completely stunned, hardly knowing how to react.. That meant he knew abt nupur.. but how??

Oh so that was the reason for him being so angry?? But then why did suddenly he looked so so guilty?? For what As far as I knew, if he knows abt nupur, he knew that I knew her for abt few months.. And that must have made him hell angry with me.. But then why so suddenly he looked so guilty so afraid for what??? M= samrat kya hua tum aise kyun…..

But my sentence was cut short by a cell ring,, actually by my cell ringing in one of his pockets..

Scene 2> {by nupur} Ok I don’t know why but I was worried for that akdu .. I mean I seriously have no idea who had picked up mayank’s phone , but then when the boy said he was mayank’s twin,I was frozen in shock…. I seriously had not expected him to be online And the way I was getting possessive about mayank over phone was just plain weird Patanahi samrat kya soch raha hoga, kahin usne mayank ka murder to nahi kardiya?? Nahin nupur shubh shubh bol… Aur mein bhi yahan is airport par fasi hun , benji , uday bhaiya n dia, kisi ka mobile nahin lag raha .. mayank is my only hope.. Use dubara call karun kya?? Aur koi chara bhi to nahin hai ,vaise bhi ab tak to samrat ne mayank se mere bare mein questioning kar hi li hogi Mujhe call kar lena chahiye.. by god in dono bhaiyo k beech mera kachra ho jayega Cell kahan hai mera?? Yeh raha

Scene 3>> {by mayank} Completely confused at samrat’s condition and behaviour, I saw him picking up the cell. He looked at the screen and then looked at me.. M= what??? S=its nupur, I think she needs ur help

Again I was stunned to silence. And then suddenly I realised what he was saying. Nupur needed my help, was she ok?? I quickly snatched back my phone from him and switched it on M= hello hello nupur , tum theek ho na.. N= haan mujhe kya hona hai?? M=huh?? Vo samrat keh raha tha k tumhe help ki zarurat hai. N= haan mayank , actually mein yahan Mumbai mein hun , airport par,, kuch vajha hai jiske karan mein gunjan k ghar jaa nahi sakti and mere baki koi friends phone nahin utha rahe , so if its ok with u can I .. can u cume n pick me up M=bas !!that is the help u needed from me?? N=haan kyun?? M== kuch nahin .. ok we r cuming to pick u up. N=we?? M= me and samrat…actually nupur I think I should first drop samrat at our house, he doesn’t look well then I’ll cum and pick u up. S=its ok mayank, tell her we both r cmg . I want to meet her too

I sighed. M=nupur we r cmg don’t worry

Scene 4>>= {in mayank’s car outside the airport, by narrator} M=chal , chalte hain .. Saying so mayank started to open the door of his side. S=nahin mayank tum jao. Seriously agar mein andar aaya to it wont be good. M=tu mujh se abhi bhi naraz hai kya?? Maine tujhe sab bata to diya!! Nupur nahin chahti thi k mein tujhe ya masi ko uske bare mein kuch bataun .usko lagta tha k agar koi hum dono ki friendship k bare mein jannenge to sab galat samjhenge S= explain the term “galat samjhenge” M= matlab unko lagega k mere n nupur k beech mein kuch chal raha hai

Samrat smiled, his brother and this nupur were really nutheads

S= to tum dono ko sach mein lagta hai k tum dono k beeh mein kuch chal nhai raha?? M=matlab?? S=matlab ..apni shakal dekhi thi jab maine kaha tha k nupur problem mein hai?? Koi nursery ka bacha bhi samjh jayega k kuch to hua hai n kuch ho gaya hai.. M=shut up twin Aisa kuch ni hai S= seriously u go and bring her . I am too tired to cum , I’ll just drop dead if I even moved a little, moreover mujh mein bilkul takat nahin hai ek aur bunch of fans ko sehne ki M=(worried again)u are not fine r u?? S= no I am not.. yet u go and bring her .then we go home M=k Scene 4>> (inside airport by narrator}

Mayank is running like hell, trying to find nupur, he was really worried abt her. Was she fine,, patanahin kitni der se vo yahan pe akeli thi, agar kisi n uske saath badtamizi ki to.. to kya nupur saale ka muh tod degi.. Mayank smiled His nupur was like this only.. His nupur//???? Suddenly samrat’s words ringed in his ears. Kya uske aur nupur k beech mein kuch tha?? Nahi nahi , samrat pagal ho gaya hai.. Which braught him back to samrat Samrat ko aakhir ho kya gaya hai? Itna ajeeb kyu behave kar raha hai, and this is the first time k usne concert k baad kapde bhi change nahin kiya..mayank didn’t think k he was well . And he was worried abt him too

Thinking all these things mayank hardly noticed where he was going and banged straight into a girl And both of them fell..

Well not points for guessing that the girl was nupur…

Part7>>> {finally the accident } Scene 1>> {by narrator,flashback, yesterday, swan street} Samrat tried getting up, but apaarently the spiked up pain in his forehead was too much for him.. What had happened just now?? How had he ended up like this?? Samrat tried opening his eyes Everything seemed blurred and grey and extremely dark. Blinking them a few times samrat finally was able to see his surrounding a little bit more carefully. He tried getting up, gasped and fell down again . He was injured all right Mostly his head wound was making him all dizzy etc etc Trying to balance his weight on his right hand , samrat tried to get up from the road once again . This time he succeded in at least sitting on the road

.his vintage bug , his car was upturned few feet from him ,issuing sparks from its upturned bonnet. “great my car ..how could u god .bigada kya hai maine aapka??” “wait a minute , that girl !!chashmish .kahan hai vo??”

Samrat got up limply from his sitting position , looking around wildly trying to locate the girl he must have just banged with his bug

“CHASHMISH chashmishhh” Nothing no answer. May be she wasn’t here. May be she managed to get out of the way and was currently running away terrified May be And may be she was so banged up that she wasn’t even in position to hear my calls Yet alone answering them ..

A sudden fear engulfed him. Not for his image , or the problems he might face due to this accident or the concert that was going to be destroyed for sure now.. He was only worried abt that unknown girl , who might have just faced death just because of him

“CHASHMISH kahan ho tum …. Chashmishhhh” He shouted rather frantically ..he looked towards his upturned bug again .

Was she under it..the thought was soo tormenting that samrat turned away his face from it immediately.. “sir”

Samrat froze.. that voice.. was that whisper really there or had he just imagined that one??? “sir mein yahan hun , aap theek hain ??” Samrat turned to the direction from which her voice was coming . And finally he spotted her lying down , near some bushes few feet further then his bug “chashmish …” Saying so he turned and walked towards her actually stumbled towards hr .. Going there , he saw that even she was trying to get up but was quiet unsuccessful ..he picked her up , bringing her head quiet close to his chest . Clearly afraid that she might be more hurt than him

“i..i am sorry .i lost control. I never wanted this to happen .i am sorry I never wanted to hurt you” The girl tried getting up taking support of samrat’s arm.. “its ok sir I am fine .. just .. just help me to get up” “ok” Samrat supported her back while she got up ,holding samrat’s collar. When both of them were finally standing , samrat looked at her, observing her closely for the first time. She was beautiful beyond comparison . An angel down on earth … Completely lost in her mesmerising beauty , samrat almost forgot that currently his career was at stake. almost. He needed to go But how could he go?? His car was completely banged up and the roads were deserted, so there was no hope of getting an auto rickshaw or taxi. On second thought ,it was good that the roads were so deserted . If anyone had seen him banging up a girl and hurting her soo much , His already shaken career would have completely been ruined.

But more than all of this he was worried about the girl. If he wouldn’t be supporting her weight right now, she would have fell down for sure. He needed to make sure that she was safe. He needed to take her too hospital Even if it meant that his career was going to be destroyed. “sir u shouldn’t be here” “huh??” “u should be at the concert, believe me u need to go there as soon as possible” “huh?” “sir leave me , I am fine ,u just get going” “what r u talking about??and how can I leave u in this condition??i am responsible for all this and I need to make sure that u r attented too, how can I even think of,,,,” “think please think, sir its not only your career at stake its mayank sir’s too” “what the hell r u talking about???” “I am gunjan , gunjan bhushan a reporter, few hours ago I was at the concert hall interveiwng ur contract manager” “u interviewed dp??” “yes I did but that’s not important , when I was going from there I heard him talking about u!!” “about me??” “yes about you .. and believe me the talk was not good” “again I say what the hell do u mean??” “the concert manager hates you. Doesn’t he??” “he does , what then?” “he hates u because his daughter loved you didn’t she?” “aww hell do u know everything??” “I think I do.. sir can we go some more secure location ?? “huh??” “agar is halat mein mujhe aapke saath kisine dekh lia to theek nahin hoga.. aapke liye. U don’t need any more problems do you??’’ “no I don’t”

Both samrat and gunjan stumbled towards the sideline and hid behind a tree gunjan pointed towards. Gunjan was really feeling numb with all the injuries For her it was still a dream mixed with nightmare and blood.. her blood along with his Today morning he had heard that pathetic conversation between the contract manager and his assistant , from then on she had been truly afraid for samrat. Luckily god had given her this chance to warn him and may be even save him from the upcoming disaster… The only bad thing was, that he looked really hurt His cheeks and neck were smeared with his own blood and the gash looked terrible against his pale skin .. As she sat there behind that tree with him , she wished with all her might that samrat her lov would be ssafe… “tell me now what do u know” “sheena , dp’s daughter was after u, she is mad , I know this because I happen to know her from college, even then she was mad , a psychopath” “she is.. she loved me and is almost crazy,, I dunno how to explain her that I don’t I even told her that we could be best friends but she didn’t listen and hanged the phone on me” “she tried commiting sucide” “WHAT???” “actually she took few sleeping pills , that might not have killed her, but it was enough to frighten his dad, the dp” “so now he has decided to destroy u which is what sheeee nah wanted” “its soo filmy” “it is and its true” “chashmish what is dp planning to do??” “he is planning to ruin todays concert, that is why he changed the location just few hours b4 the concert and didn’t even let u know until recently,, after u fail to reach the hall , he’ll make sure to tell the reporters how bad profeesional u are and that u through tantrums etc etc” “kammina kahin ka” “sir its not gud to use foul language” Samrat just looked at her incredulously

“ok dp is kamiina” “where does mayank cum in all this??’ “dp is sure that mayank wont go on stage without u so he is planning to ruin him too” “oh no.. that son of a …..” “kamina is ok ..dont go any further in abusive language Part 8>> {by samrat} (accident flashback continued)] I looked at her, the way she was gasping for breadth made me worry abt her condition even more. I had known that sheena was a complete psychopath … I had also known that because of her I would land in some serious shit with her dad. because apparently her dad (dp) was a psycho about his daughter.. Sighs

I looked at her again , noticing for the first time that my hand was still around her waist, in a supporting gesture.. Also she still held my arm as if I was the only lifeline she was left with.. The way her black hair whipped in the wind made me feel more dizzier than I was already feeling n that was saying something.. She was abnormally pale n the way she was bitting her lip I was sure she was holding back a scream.. She wasn’t in a good condition …all thanks to me. But then I remembered my concert and I remembered my twin .. There were only 5 minutes left for the concert to begin .. I looked at my watch

Actually there were 5 minutes left for the concert to begin , 15 minutes ago.. N I was still about 5 kilometres away from the concert hall.

I cant reach there even if I learnt to fly.. Because apparently in this dizzy condition of mine if I tried to fly I’ll just end up banging in various trees on sideline.

So I was already destroyed.. by now mayank must be performing all alone by himself

He wont perform with out u .. he is a git. I sighed, so technically dp’s little plan had worked and strangely I wasn’t much worried abt his evil deeds.. I was worried about her.. She was hurt,, because of me… n I needed to make sure she was safe

“chashmish chalo yahan se , mein tumhe hospital leke chalta hun chalo” “NOO” Her sudden shout made me freeze.. “sir u need to get to the concert now, believe me u have no idea what that dp is planning for u and think abt mayank sir , u cant destroy him ?” “chashmish I was the one who got late , n believe me when fans cum to know Abt my accident they will understand

Chashmish gulped “they wont sir.. not if somhow they believe u were responsible for this accident “ “huh” “dp is all ready to make u suffer for whatever u did to his daughter” “I dint do anything to sheena” “I know that but he doesn’t” “he does but he is a psycho n he won’t understand it” “exactly that’s what I am thinking , so get going to the hall” “u hurt ur head preety hard didn’t u??” “huh???” “how am I supposed to get there?? If u hadn’t noticed till now, then let me tell u my bug ,is upturned across the sideline so I cant use it anymore, then I am in this shitty condition ,covered in blood, the road is too deserted to even wish for getting a lift from someone, more over even if I do manage to get a lift I am too late for the concert n I can’t fly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

She just looked at me , somewhat shocked at my sudden outburst, but seriously the girl was testing my patience , she was so damm hurt n all she was worried abt was me???? How could that be possible..

{by gunjan} I looked at him the boy who still had me in his arms. His sudden outburst had stunned me… no his shouting didn’t upset me

What did upset me was because he was panicking for me.. he was worried abt me He wanted me to be safe… N that was so not right He shouldn’t be thinking abt me.. Samrat always tended to think over the wrong side…eveen when we were kids he was more worried abt me n mayank then himself…..

No no gunjan focus.. that was past , samrat doesn’t know who u r… He doesn’t remember u .. Afterall its been 20 long years.. Moreover u look a bit different then u looked 20 years ago..

He is just being kind.. Gunjan concentrate.. make him go away from u.. again

Mayank needs him n u can give him a way out of this situation..

I composed my self taking a deep breadth n trying my best to ignore the numbing pain building up in my arms n legs n specially in my foot..

“sir its not that difficult.. its actually easy to get to the concert hall. its just 5 minutes journey even in ur present condition.. n I am saying all this consciously Seriously I didn’t hurt my head that badly”

I waited, I knew he would laugh at me or just becum more worried abt me going bonkers after the accident but he didn’t What he did made me stunned one more.. “I cant leave u chashmish” I just kept looking at him.. those eyes full of kindness and and and something else too?????

No no gunjan don’t get ur hopes high.. he doesn’t even remember u

But then he called me chashmish, didn’t he???

May be because u wore specs Not because he recognized u somehow……… I gathered myself again n this time using every bit of love I had in myself for this boy I said “u can sir.. u will cum back to me if its destined to be… I promise u I will keep myself safe if that makes u feel fine … “ Samrat looked at me.. his expressions were practically impossible to decipher.. What was he thinking No I didn’t had time I need to make him go away. I pointed towards the trees in front of us “samrat sir . these trees r ur way out, go through them straight. they’ll lead u to the concert hall. we r practically standing a hill above the hall So if I am right then the mud ridden path through these trees will take u down straight to the hall and I am pretty sure that I am a right”

“how do u know about this passage??” I gave a shaky laugh “sir I am a reporter remember??? Knowing such kind of passages is my birth right, now u go n save the day ..i mean night nn take care of urself”

He didn’t budge he was still looking in my eyes.. “how can I be sure that u will be safe???” His question threw me of guard… He was worried…….. about me????

“I will be safe,, I promise I’ll cal my friend n he’ll cum pick me up” “wont I ever see u again??”

Again he left me speechless.. why did he hav to make this so difficult for me?? I gulped. “may be yes may be no..it depends on fate… sir pls go” He jerked n stood up in a fraction of a second.my waist was finally free of his arm..n I tried my best not to show how much that hurted… I gave him a tiny smile n gestured him to go from here… Pls god take care of him.. he is hurt be with him ……

{by samrat} “sir pls go” I jerked n stood up.. it was as if her words seared through me.. her command made my muscles react of their own accord… I felt empty without her.. I suddenly felt that leaving her was like ripping out a part of me.. Her words her eyes her expressions unleashed something within me… I didn’t want to leave her…but I had to leave. .mayank , he needed me n that dp to needed a good beating so I cant be selfish..

But I wanted to be selfish.. I wanted to hug the girl right in front of me n never let go of her Why why had she this effect on me?? N why was I feeling that I knew her already?? Did I know her?? I started moving back willing my feet to move away from her as she gestured me to go. Each moment gave me immense pain… not because of my injuries I hardly felt my injuries The pain was because my steps were taking me away from her.. From chashmish

CHASHMISH???? Why did I call her that?? Chashmish was a name I gave years ago to a girl whom I deeply loved n got separated from after her parents died.. That was 20 years ago That girls name was gunjan Gunjan bhushan …….. When I was a kid of just 5 years old I had my first lov story Gunjan was my neighbour n the best girl in the whole dang world.. Her eyes too were way expressive.. The tenderness , innocence in her voice always made my heart skip a beat .. I loved her to bits N then I was separated from her Due to sum unknown circumstances.. That day too I felt a similar pain as I was feeling now

The pain of being ripped into pieces…

I was going through all this again..

I looked in her over expressive eyes again.. N shock jolted my bones again She was her She was gunjan My chashmish Suddenly everything in me became undone as I recognised her.. She was her ..her My chashmish.. I wanted to speak wanted to hug her N kiss her n everything but I was completely unable to move…. So instead I spoke a simple question Her answer would change my life..

“whats ur name??” “huh??what kind of parting question was that sir??’’ “tell me ur name ….pls” “its gunjan …. Gunjan bhushan”

{by gunjan} I shuddered as I saw realisation hit him when I said my name aloud.. why did I do it.. he remembers me now.. of course he does His eyes r pretty easy to read

I tried standing up taking help of the wines circling the tree.. The hot searing pain made me all shivery.. still holding my screams inside myself, I did my best to get up n face him.. I failed .. when I was halfway up, my feet gave way n I fell giving out a scream.. I didn’t hit the ground as I expected myself too N that was preety strange.. He caught me in his arms b4 I could fall. I looked towards him His eyes were a tantamount of crazy emotions Saying everything that we needed to tell each other from the past 20 years.

He hugged me then . I could feel his tears on the small of my neck I hugged him back Letting him conquer me It had been 20 years long ones I knew he still loved me from the time he heard my name I loved him too much ,more then anything else in this whole dang world.. Finally we were together again Covered in blood n mud But who the hell cared abt that???

“u need to go” I said through my hiccoughs He needed to go. “I cant…cant leave u again ..pls don’t”

I broke the hug n kept my finger on his lips, willing him to understand. His eyes were as wet as mine.. Our pain of separation was mutual.. “sir..samrat u need to go..hum dubara milenge “ Saying so I wiped his eyes with the back of my hand…… He caught hold of my hand.. “pls don’t make me go again… twenty years were enough not any more” “samrat what about mayank??” Samrat looked towards me completely defeated. I knew he was torn between his desire to be with me n his responsibility to be there in the concert hall.. He need not go through this pain He didn’t deserve this..

“samrat I am giving u sth ..take care of it..its broken.. mend it” “I’ll com to u to take it back, hence now we schedule our next meet”

Saying so I traced my hands along the length of my neck n wrenched my locket(which I knew was already broken) from it n handed it to samrat.. he looked at the locket with a mixture of love n pain..

He remembered the locket then!!! It was his first gift to me …on my birthday when we were 5…. He had stolen the money from his father n also stole Mayank’s pocket money .. Gathering all that money along with his own pocket money, he had bought me that diamond locket .. Its pendant had two alphabets entwined in each other.. The alphabets were s and g…. Samrat looked at me n slowly got up.. Finally he was ready to go , yet still it looked like he wont move .. “Samrat I already have ur cell number I will contact u as soon as I get out of the hospital ..now go and and I …”

I stoped, I wanted to say those three magical words to him but something in me was stopping me.. “I love u gunjan” There he said it …I made my tongue to move I wanted to reply to him but couldn’t The strange dizziness was engulfing me.. “take care chashmish n we will meet soon ..lov u” Saying so he turned n jogged through the trees away n away Until all I could see of him was darkness.. He was gone… The pain caught up with me then , I wanted to be a crumpled heap n cry scream in the agony of my injuries n his departure, but I stopped myself What if samrat heard my shrieks n returned back???

No I needed to gain control.. So instead of screaming my butt off ,I took out my cell and dialled my friend n building mate ranvijay’s number.. He would have to pick me up n transport me to sum dang hospital..

Part 9>> {by narrator, yesterday , at the airport} Nupur n mayank were currently on floor, mesmerized completely by the sudden fall n well so lost in each other that they didn’t even notice when scores of people gathered around them..

A small kid to his father=”papa vo bhaiya us didi k upar kyu gir gaye??? Kya unki didi se koi ladai ho ri hai” The kid’s father smiled “nahi beta .. shayad vo bhaiya ko vo didi bahut achi lagti hai isiliye vo un par ghir gaye” “oh aap kehte ho na papa k aapko mere best friend rahul ki mummy badi achi lagti hain!! To kya aap bhi un par gir jaoge??” The father looked at his son ,completely exasperated, while his wife shot glares at him.. “bahut bolne lag gaya hai tu , kisi din mar padwayega chal yahan se..” Saying so the couple departed from there, on the way the wife contemplated murdering either her husband or her kid’s best friend rahul’s mummy..

As for the other people gathering around mayank n nupur most of them were giggling .. Then suddenly one teenage girl recognised mayank..

“OH MY GOD IT’S THE MAYANK SHERGILL”

The volume of her scream could have melted even mount Everest , so obviously it was enough to bring mayank n nupur out from there little cosy eye lock.. Mayank stood up within brink of a second n made nupur stand along with him… Both of them looked around.. Suddenly the passengers who had gathered around them were running to them.. If they didn’t move away fast enough both of them would get seriously mobbed by the fanatic airport crowd..

After all it was the mayank shergill standing amidst them so close to a beautiful lady….

And seriously speaking mayank didn’t have time for all this tonight.. Not only was his brother sitting in a bizarre condition in his car , he also sensed that nupur looked dead tired.

So without even giving it a second thought mayank caught hold of nupur’s hand n yanked her back wards to the exist.. Both of them ran at a break neck speed..

Finally they were out .. Mayank felt highly stupid….

In his mind he got a mental picture of a newspaper heading..

“’THE FAMOUR ROCKSTAR MAYANK SHERGILL RAN ACROSS AN AIRPORT WITH FAMOUR NOVELIST NUPUR SEHGAL””

That was exactly what he needed ..more stress Well whatever .the damage was done . Now he had to get the hell out of here. They reached his bug panting loudly . Samrat was shocked to see this obviously n tried getting out to chk on them.. Mayank gestured him to stay inside.. He entered the driver’s seat. While doing that he asked nupur to get inside the bug..

N then the famous shergill’s ran from the airport with the sehgal.. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Scene 2{in the car ,flashback} No one of them spoke anything as mayank raced towards their mansion , Then finally mayank n nupur heard samrat shrieking..

“WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED BACK THERE???” The intensity of samrat’s voice made nupur jump n hit her head hard across the bug’s ceiling n made mayank almost loose control of his bug.. Bth of them stared towards samrat. M=”why did u shout??” S=aise hi mood tha.. now answer my question first .why were u too running at the airport as if sumone lit up fire on ur tails??

M= aise hi mood tha..

Samrat glared back at him.. N= we r almost at ur house na mayank?? N hello samrat , it was a pleasure to meet u..

M=really was it a pleasure??? He is being a nut abt this. S= abt what?? M= abt me n nupur.. S(smiling)= really mayank I thought u said both of u were just friends..

Mayank stomped the breaks in shock… Samrat grinned at his brother.in the backseat nupur planned to kill the two moronic brothers at the first chance she got..

M== huh?? No no I meant k k k. S= what did u mean twin?(samrat winked) N= u knw I can kill bth of u n samrat it was seriously no pleasure meeting u .. happy?? S=(looked behind at nupur n winked )= yup I know how it feels and same here lady..

Mayank started the engine again n drove in the drive in area of their mansion .

Finally they were home . hopefully the bizarre events of the night will make an end with this.. All of them got out of the bug n moved towards the wooden door. Samrat walked slowly almost limping his way, the grin on his face had gone completely n he looked badly battered like b4.. Nupur noticed this n moved closer to samrat feeling concerned abt him n shooting mayank confused looks.. Mayank just went ahead n opened the door Actually he tried to open the door But it was locked..

Great . n mayank thought the bizarre events would end with his arrival at his home.???? S(in a feeble voice)=what happened?? M== its locked apparently masi is nt at home.. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Scene three {by samrat} This was so so not it. Locked door.. what the hell did I do to deserve all this?? I looked up at the sky that was almost changing grey from black It was almost morning now..

Where was gunjan at this moment?? I closed my eyes.. remembering her wasn’t going to help me.. I will enter my home even if it required breaking the damm lock. Will rest n find my love in the morning..

Gunjan said she will remain in contact with me.. Opening my eyes I scaled my cell for any messages from her..

Nope nothing .. I sighed.. the dizziness was returning . moreover every part of my body was aching My arms n head were burning under duress from the injuries..

I felt the grey garden in front of me moving … Was I going to black out?? Infront of mayank’s girlfriend???

NOOO.. certainly not.. I did my best to focus my eyes n make the rotating garden in front of me to stop.. It didn’t.. The last thing I heard was mayank’s n nupur’s alike shriek of my name..

“SAMRATTTTTT” ….. Scene 4 {by nupur} “SAMRATTTTTT” Both me n mayank shouted at the same time, as we saw samrat closing his eyes n falling backward. I caught him from his left shoulder n mayank caught his other.. What was happening to samrat?? He looked dead pale even when he was taunting me n mayank back in the bug..

That’s when I looked at it.. at blood ..samrat’s blood oozing out of that black band he wore over his forehead.. n=”oh my god mayank he is hurt badly” >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Part10>>> Scene 1(flashback , by nupur) N=”oh no mayank , he Is hurt badly”

He was indeed .. a faint trickle of the red fluid ran down his cheek.. This was not god so not good… Without wasting any time I used my kerchief n placed it on his forehead after removing his head band What we saw beneath the head band was enough to make me n mayank speechless A long gash ran just above samrat’s left temple. Its edges looked jagged n raw.. I quickly placed my kerchief over it n averted my eyes from that ghastly injury.. I looked at mayank n what I saw stunned me further into silence…

The way he was holding samrat, with extra tenderness, Emotions that played across his features Ranging from shock to pain to fear to guilt, made me worried about him ..

I wanted to stand close to him n make his pain end right there, I even moved closer to him a little bit.. But then I realised that at this moment samrat was the one needing our help..

God wasn’t I just being pathetic??? What the hell was happening to me??

M= samrat.. samrat aankhen khol.. Nupur ise kya ho gaya hai?? Yeh sab Yeh sab kab hua??

Mayank was literally freaking out, so much like me.. But I should control my self As a matter of fact ,there should be at least one among us who should take care of this situation??? The most important thing right now was to take samrat inside n call medical aid.

N= “mayank its fine. Listen to me , hold him mm going to break that damm lock on the door .. N yahan koi security guards nahi hain kya???? Had hai Kher hold him ..” N saying so I left the arm of samrat I was holding to support his weight. N wend ahead, picking up a large pavement rock from the garden I approached the door n banged he stone over the lock with all the force I had It broke

Phew one problem solved atleast One tiny winy problem… ………………………………………………………………………………………….

Scene 2>> (flashback, at the same time mayur took sam inside the house, we see a hospital n a boy pacing here n there in the waiting room) (by narrator)>>> The day been a wreck for ranvijay.. It had started with that ominous call from his dad, telling him that he would no longer get any financial aid from his dad’s funds as long as he kept any relation with his fiancée.. Great… simply great .. Next on his list of tortures was his boss.. He got almost kicked out of his job..

Why??? Because he got late by say 3 minutes …. So obviously according to his bald, highly egoistic and tragically ugly boss He was irresponsible n apparently responsible for all the loss the company had procured..

Wasn’t that seriously amazing???

Well whatever ..this forced rv to do some serious shoe licking to his boss in order to save his job…

Then finally he got home around midnight.

(well obviously his kind boss made him overwork for 6 hours) He received this call from phoenix hospital …. They had obtained his number from a paiteint of theirs.. Which according to them had turned up at hospital bleeding profusely And who had apparently blacked out after mentioning his number to the hospital…

At that time ,rv was really angry n piised of at this stranger girl.. He had no idea who she was, or why did she gave his number…

But now that he had reached the hospital, and was standing outside the emergency ward..he realised that the stranger girl was no other then the sister of his fiancée..

The injured girl was gunjan bhushan ,a news channel reporter.. Sister of his fiancée ms nupur sehgal ,the great novelist…. ------

SCENE 3>>> (by mayank) This was the most terrible one of my life… No matter what ,, no matter how Many good times come after this.. no matter how much longer I live..

This day would be something I would never forget…

Well these thought came into my mind when samrat finally gained consiousness the next day … Till that time … My thoughts were so muddled up by worry That it was soo difficult to distinguish horror from reality.. At night, nupur finally managed to break the lock.. After that everything went in a fast forward… I took samrat inside and laid him on my bed..

(well his bed was full of dirty clothes, his old broken guitar strings,pizza boxes, unpaired socks and

Well and under wears .. so I obviously had no option ) Nupur went in the kitchen n brought a tumbler filled with water, She managed to follow my hazy instructions, to retrieve the first aid box and bring all that stuff to me.. Meanwhile I removed samrat’s jacket n got the shock of my life seeing so many scars running the length of both of his arms…

Momentarily I was shocked into silence But nupur took my shivering hands in hers and kissed me lightly on my head… N=”its ok…everything will be ok… I am with you..lets get through this.. Ur brother needs you and now is nt the time to feel afraid” Those words…those few magical words made me strong.. a little bit..

But that was enough for me to regain control.. This was not the time to break up and cry my eyes out like I wanted to do so much… Samrat needed me My brother needed me .. N that was enough to make me regain my sanity for a few seconds more…

I soaked some cotton in warm water n washed down all the wounds on his body.. He winced a little when I tried to stench the bleeding on his head…

Meanwhile nupur called in her family doctor,, with his team.. They asked why the patient can’t be hospitalised if his condition was so bad… But nupur managed it.. How she did that, I didn’t care….. I didn’t even notice..

Both of us understood that samrat couldn’t be hospitalized.. Samrat told no one about his condition … That meant that he wanted it badly that no one comes to know about his accident

I didn’t have even the bleakest of idea about the reason .. But I would wait for samrat to wake up and clarify all… Till then I would go by his wishes No matter how much insane they seemed …….

The pain for samrat’s wounds, fear for him was numbing.. Now, now I was mostly angry at him for doing all this.. For being in soo much pain that he couldn’t even regain his consciousness.. I was angry at him for going through all this.. I was angry at him for making me see this I was angry at myself for letting my brother down For not being with him when he needed me most For not being able to save him… I was soo angry that my eyes were wet as I cleaned my brother’s wound…

N=”mayank” I stopped in my desperate attempt to stench the bleeding from his head wound. Still keeping the wet cotton over the injury I looked at my side. Nupur was sitting alongside me.. She too was busy cleaning samrat’s wound… But now seeing my condition she diverted her attention lil bit to my side..

Her eyes were wet tooo…. And the way she looked at me made me realise something else.. She cared for me.. too much

I cared for her too May be a bit more then too much The last six months had tied me to her with invisible threads.. My pain was reflected clearly in her eyes… I should stop being so pathetic It would hurt her It is already hurting her …

I averted my eyes from her gaze.. Her penetrating gaze… N spoke= M=”I am fine nupur, just waiting for him to get fine too”

I wasn’t fine not at all.. but I tried my best to hold my self together It wont help her if I scrambled into pieces in front of her…

N= “mayank pls… I …I”

Her voice broke n she couldn’t complete her sentence , I looked towards her once again.. She bit her lip ,obviously trying her best not to cry.. She kept her hand on my shoulder, trying her bet yet again to strengthen me.. Once again making me hyper awars about the bond in between us..

I don’t know what changed in that one second … But suddenly I could no longer lock my emotions inside of me I broke N hugged her Tightly As tightly as I could.. Had no idea what would I have done without her.. Samrat had been my life since I could not remember how long.. N now seeing him in this condition had shaken me up completely.. I could take it on no longer

Terrible , unbearable and heart wrenching that was, what this incident was for me.. And nupur seemed to be the only person alive who could actually see and relief me from my pain .. I hugged her more tightly still. She hugged me back too. Her hand caressing my hair n the other one holding me tightly from my back

That second changed me some more Now apart from samrat their was one more person who was becoming my life at a fast pace.. Hjer name was nupur sehgal..

The strange thing was ,that she was already engaged To ranvijay rathore Smallest Son of a leading industrialist…. Life is full of complications….isn’t this what they say??? ……………………………………………………………..

Part11>> Scene 1>> (by mayank) The hug was sumthing that made all this almost bearable.. Almost.. I had no idea why .. But I wanted to remain that way with nupur,, I wanted to be the one most close to her always.. Perhaps it was farfetched . What with her already engaged and stuff Still a dumbo like me keeps on hoping ..

I actually had no idea how and when I fell in lov with her.. For what reason was I entrapped in her But I was.. N this was sumthing that couldn’t be changed.. This was sumthing that I did not want to change.. Samrat had been right . There was loads going on in between me and her..

N=it will be ok. everything will be fine..

Her comment made me cum back to reality And I suddenly remembered my injured brother on the bed beside me I suddenly remembered that nupur’s fiancée was one of my friends… With a jerk I pulled back from the hug.. Strange electricity ran through whole of my body.

I looked at her n she looked hurt.. May be my gesture seemed rude Well it was rude.. But I didn’t meant it to be.. I opened my mouth in a try to explain the sudden action from my side But the doorbell quenched these miserable tries of me.. She slowly got up from the bed n moved outside the room in order to answer the hall.

A small tear escaped my eyes Only this one was not for my brother.. But for sumone who would never be mine..

Suddenly I needed samrat too much. I looked towards me and held his scratched hand.. M=I need u..get well soon pls..

As soon as these words escaped my mouth I heard Dr awasthi’s voice.. From the outer loby…

Dr= how did it all happened???? ……………………………………………. SCENE 2>> (by ranvijay)

Gunjan looked pale, more then usual Actually much more then usual It has been 4 hours since I received the phone call about her accident It has been 4 hours since I had been sitting here along her bed ,holding her hand and doing my best to stop my tears..

Strange it may sound But gunjan was much more precious to me then my fiancée.. Well I know it does sound strange Because my father had broken all relation with me ,just because I was planning to marry nupur.. Till date I had never met nupur face to face Just chatted with her few times on the phone That was it Still.. Nupur would soon be my wife Or apparently that was what my father and everyone else thought…

All this started 2 years back The day of that big fight at my home The day my mother died By jumping from the 4th floor of our mansion.. My mother was someone ,who for me was a lady commanding absolute courage She endured my father’s mood swings ,beating ,foul ramifications with a smile

She was never the one to complaint Yet that day had been to much for her nerves

That day was the day Nupur’s and gunjan’s father died in a road accident He was smashed by a car

A car driven by my dad in a drunken state ………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

Scene 3>> (by gunjan)

Seriously speaking ,I was enjoying being blacked out Yes yes I knew I was not conscious Or well atleast I knew I was not fully conscious .. Still it felt good Cause I still didn’t remember what had happened with me I still didn’t remember why my back n legs were aching this much. Or why did I feel that I was being weighed down .

I could hear the shallow breathing of mine It was irregular,,clearly telling that something was wrong with me… But what?? I couldn’t remember.. There just this name that I could remember This one name That felt to be the core of my soul “SAMRAT” But who was he?? N why did he feel so important ?? Suddenly I felt restless and wanted to become conscious at any cost.. I was desperate to know abt samrat Desperate to find whether he was fine.. Desperate to know where was he and what was he doing??

I tried moving my legs They felt like lead Too heavy And the effort made me much more tired and sleepy then I already was.. So I gave up on moving my legs and instead concentrated on my hands..

Well they felt numb As numb as much my head felt heavy.. My fingers felt as if they were carved out of stone A sudden fear engulfed me What was happening to me??? I didn’t remember anything My heart raced as I became more frightened This time the fear was not for me But for him For samrat If my condition was this bad Then what the hell was happening with him Was he alright And who is hee?? Damm my forgetfulness. I fidgeted .. This time I hear few faint voices.. But couldn’t understand what they were saying Idiots atleast speak loudly I have ears but mm not a bat Hence mm not able to hear anything below the frequency of twenty hertz.. I wanted to shout this at them but my throat felt too dry to speak.. The buzz around me grew louder and this time the voices almost made sence Almost..

Rv= doctor why isn’t she opening her eyes?? Is she alright??

I knew that voice I knew him but couldn’t quiet place his credentials …

Dr- she is cuming around ,it’ll take her sometime.. give that to her..

Finally the relief This voice was sumthing I didn’t recognise..

But the relief was short lived I felt the control of my legs and arms returning to me And with that returned the memories of who was who and what had happened to me..

Samrat.. I needed to talk to him needed to find out if he was fine .. I needed to get up

And with that thought I opened my eyes … …………………………………………………. Scene 4 (by nupur)

I still felt hurt The pain of mayank breaking that hug seared through me, blistering through my veins Why why did that pain me soo much?? Wasn’t he just a friend So why did his moving away from me made my heart hurt with pain?? I wasn’t anyone of his league And he was not one of mine So why?? To top it all I was already engaged That too to a friend of his. Not that this engagement had any meaning in my life.. Still…

As I thought of my defile engagement to ranvijay rathore,I wondered where was that boy right now?? What was he doing Had he been successful in his mission ?? wAs my job as his fiancée over?? Or was I still on this assignment.. Both of us currently were in same city,, N my fiancée had no idea of my arrival Strange.. Well whatever Currently my stupid engagement was the least of my worries What worried my more was samrat’s condition and mayank’s reactions He was still sitting besides samrat holding his hand.. His eyes not once closing to get some rest. Fear ,guilt ,pain ,anger still written clearly across his features

I was worried about him hell worried .. N then there was this boy samrat

I didn’t even know him that well still seeing him that way made me feel claustrophobic I wanted to see him awake n smiling and passing stupid comments at me n mayank

Seeing him lieing there quietly looking soo pale was not my cup of tea.. I hope he got well soon This I hoped for both his mine n his brother’s sake…

Strange it was This day had turned out to be like nothing I would have thought abt.. I had cume here to plan and through a surpise birthday party for my sister gunjan N now.. Shock ran through me As I remembered my sister . As I remembered her lov for the boy lieing unconscious on the bed b4 me What would she doo on seeing him like this??? Oh god this all sucked so royally what the hell was I going to do???

M=what happened?? I jerked my neck up and looked up at mayank.. He was looking at me worriedly. N= what..what happened??? M=that’s what m I asking u.. N=huh??

Mayank sighed, he stood up and walked to me sitting besides me on the couch.. Then he looked at me and held my hand A shiver ran down my spine M= why do u suddenly look so worried??

N=n n nothing .was just nothing. M= tell me N= I I was worried abt my abt my novel ,yes was worried abt it. M= why??

N=why.. cause I have still not completed its last chapter n its deadline is fast approaching..

M= u know what??.. u r the worst lier I have ever met…

I blushed god knows why.. All I manage to do after that was look at him speechless.. No way was I going to tell him about my worries for a stupid goddammed birthday party which would mean nothing to him

Or abt my sis who was a big fan of his bro ..

No way was I going to tell him that Instead I just stared at him wishing he would stop staring at me.. He didn’t..

Mayank= umm u know I still unable to listen without sumone speaking. Nupur= huh?? M= pls speak n tell me the reason of ur latest worry ..i wont leave u otherwise..

Well I never wanted him to leave me ever.. I opened my mouth to say I couldn’t tell him the reason as it was preety stupid when I cut by the sound of sheets rustling.. We looked up to see sam fidgeting on his bed.. He was coming around Finally..

Scene 5>> (by samrat) M=samrat samrat .. tu theek hai na Samrat speak up pls

Finally finally something meaning full happened in this strained darnkness. I felt so disoriented And my head felt like a timebomb ticking away.. Moreover I couldn’t see any damm thing .. Was I turning blind?? Well no stupid.. that’s cause ur eyes r still closed Oh Well I tried opening them,, but they felt too heavy to even budge N= samrat Samrat tum theek ho yeh sab??

Nupur she was here too.. with mayank.. What had happened to me?? Oh damm I had fainted

Embarrassment cascaded through me.. I fainted in front of her?? I fainted in front of her .. Damm damm damm M= sam pls answere sam ..

I finally blinked my eyes open as soon as I felt the control of my body parts returning back to me.. Mayank n nupur’s faces were my fist sight,, Their faces were a mix of relief and worry . Strange people Seeing nupur made me ashamed of my self all the more This sense of embarrassment was soo overpowering that I actually turned on the bed n hid my face in my pillow..

God how was I ever going to show my face to nupur???

There was a stunned silence around me Obviously they must have been shocked at my action.. Well whatever I didn’t plan to come out of that pillow for few centuries N= samrat tum yeh kya kar rahe ho

She sounded confused Just as I guessed M= samrat kya ho raha hai tu theek to hai .. kahin tujhe zyada dard to nahi ho raha?? He sounded o worried that I almost forgot about mt embaressment ..almost

M= samrat pls kuch bol na… His voice cracked .. n I groaned Damm my twin n his super worrying nature..

I finally opened my mouth to speak, my face still hidden safely in pillow..

S= pehle nupur ko bol bahar jaye.

M and N= WHAT??

S= kya what ask her to go outside nahi to mein kisi se baat nahi karunga.. n- how rude. M= samrat tu kya bol raha hai.. nupur kyun jayegi bahar

I remained silent M=(sounding frustrated) sammmm!!!

S=(after internally groaning) mujhe sharam aati hai..

N= what?? S= tumhe ek baar kahe pe samaj nahi aati ???

N= par mee hone se tumhe sharam kyun aati hai?? U r not ven changing clothes..

M= nupur yeh ho kya raha hai?? N= by god mayank mujhe lagta hai iske sir ki chot kuch zyada hi gehri hai!! M= hmmmm

S= mujhe sab sun raha hai samjhe.. n nupsi go out..

N= don’t cal me that S= then go out first n—ughhhhhhh after that I heard a pair of feet marching away from me.. when I was fully sure that she had gone I turned around and faced mayank..

Who currently looked more worried abt my messed up brains then mine body.. S=what???

M=Have u actually lost ur mind due to head injury???

I scowled .. S= no I haven’t. M= then what the hell was this?? S= umm actually,,ii… M=SAMRAT TELL ME OR I AM GONNA MURDER YOU..

S= I was feeling embarrassed, I actually blackled out in front of her..

I said all this soo fast that I was sure that mayank still hadn’t got the reason.. Well he did. Coz next second he broke down into loud bouts of laughter.. Great.. Well atleast he relaxed.. I was sure on seeing my condition he was as worried as hell. That thought made me wonder about why was I in this condition.. Slowly the memories cam back to me.. And with them returned the horror of last night.

I froze.. Chashmish… …………………………………………………… Scene 6>> (by gunjan)

The doctors wee irritating me in real sense.. Seriously it had been 12 times that I had already told him I didn’t want to lodge a police complaint, that I felt perfectly fine, but no he didn’t listen And kept on persuading me to complain.. As such youngsters who sped down the road should be punished..

The git… Dr= see gunjan , its really not a good act if u decide to close this matter here only The person who did this to you needs to be taught a lesson .. G(finally losing my cool)= hell doctor why r u not getting me .. the person was not at fault , I was the one jaywalking on the road , with those earphones plugeed in my ears.. He honked his horn a dozen times but I didn’t hear .. I got what I deserved Now will u pls forget this issue??

The doctor felt silent , actually he looked highly embarrassed.. Good. Good for him.. I looked at ranvijay, he was still looking at me from the corner of the room. He stood near the door of the emergency ward, through the time the doctor performed his check up on me.. Finally he departed. I looked at rv ,completely sure that it was his turn to rain down his questions on me. He didn’t just came near me n sat down on the stool. Then holding my hand he asked softly. rv= r u fine?? I looked at him , ranvijay had been one of my best friends after benji and dia,.. But since both of them were currently abroad ,rv was the only person in Mumbai so close to me.. His concern for me braught back the memories of the accident.. And with that came back the memories of him of samrat. I needed to talk to him .. ……………………………………… Scene 7>> (by mayank) His answer had been so stupid that I couldn’t control but laugh freely at it,, completely amazed that I was actually laughing while I was shit worried about him and every thing else.. Believe samrat to induce smile in the worst possible situations even .. Finally feeling a little control on my laughter bout I looked at my brother.

And what I saw ended the laughter bout in a jiffy. Sam was completely still, as if frozen to ice. His face a mask of pain I had never seen across his features b4..

His eyes wet, I gulped. But still gathering enough courage I move closer to him and sat besides him at the end of the bed.. M= kya hua?? He didn’t answer just looked at me , his eyes so completely immersed in fear that I could feel goosebumps erecting on my arms.. M= samrat yeh sab kya hai?? Pls tell me I cant take it any more. What happened . and why r u worried so much.

With a sudden urgency in his voice , samrat said S= mayank I need my phone .. I need to talk to somebody pls.. M= but sam S= pls

As if in daze I handed him my cell , sam took it and started dialing a number feverishly on it..

………………………………………… Scene 8>> (by samrat) How could I be soo pathetic?? How could I actually forget her and try to make my tense brother and friend laugh on a petty issue of my embarresment?? .chashmish was I don’t know where I don’t even know if she was fine, What the hell was I going to do?? I needed to talk to her Mayank was sitting in front of me, apparently he had noticed the change in my features S= mayank I need my phone .. I need to talk to somebody pls.. M= but sam S= pls

He handed me his cell, like a possessed person I dialled the number gunjan told me . The number that I had memorised there and then …

“the number you r trying to reach is currently switched off” …………………………………….. Scene 9>> (by rv) Gunjan was really being strange as soon as the doctor had gone out of the room she called me and the first thing that she said to me was this>> G= rv where is my mobile , I need it urgently R= its charge finished off , its lieing on the couch , got switched off

She groaned.. Rv= what happened? G= give me your cell . and for heavens sake tell me that its charged. Rv= it is . here She took my cell and dialled a number feverishly.. ……………………………………………….. Scene 10>> (by nupur) I was sitting in the lobby when I heard mayank’s laugh.. were the two gits for brothers actually laughing at my expense?? Should I be angry?? Well I didn’t feel angry.. I was happy that atleast mayank smiled after all that worry. And moreover samrat looked to darn cute while he hid his face in that pillow But why?? I was already dieing to know the reason ..

Well may be I could catch hold of mayank later on and torture the reason out of him May be If I ever get free of staring in those brown eyes..

A ring from somewhere around me distracted me from my stupid mental babble . A cell ringing?? I got up n searched around for the source of the sound.. It was coming from the laundry basket..

Laundry basket?? I went there and understood everything Earlier that night I had kept samrat’s jacket in the wash basket and had forgotten to check its pockets for valuables.. Apparently sam’s cell was still in. I found it in the upper right side pocket. I was a private number Great.. Well whatever atleast this gave me a chance to go back inside the room n check out whats happening. I went back to their room N= sam there is a call for u.. ……………………………………………………………….. …………………………………………………………………..

Update >> Scene 1>> (by narrator) Samrat was really shivering hard now, It was a cold morning , a morning which hardly had any sun in it.. A morning which made samrat feel the need to surround himself in a couple of quilts N yet he felt warm from inside He was talking to her finally hearing her viose Nupur had cum inside their room His mobile with her Chashmish had called The moment he saw his cell in nupur’s hand a sudden rush of adrenaline made him get up from his bed in a jiffy n sprint to nupur Snatching his mobile, he ran out of his window(not the door, he used his window) to get to the balcony .. S= hello helloo chashmish tum theek to ho na?? G= haan haan ssamrat mein bilkul theek hun Tum kaise ho, theek to ho na , tumne dawai li? Doctor ko apni chot dikhayi?? Concert kaisa gaya?? Sab theek raha na?? Tum kahan ho is waqt aura ur tum S= chashmish bas baba bas Tumhari to rajdhanni express rukne ka naam hi nahi le rahi..

N with that both of them laughed.. loudly Samrat n gunjan both felt light headed The previous night had been completely full of numerous traumas for them both.. But now both of them knew that the other one was safe, was doing fine

N the exeleration of it made both of them dizzy…. For the next few seconds neither of them said anything.. Both of them trying to control their breathing rate b heart beat rate…

S= chashmish I want to meet you G= me too N then both of them grew silent again… this time the silence was filled with pain.. San knew that he wont be able to see his chashmish right now. What would he say to mayank?? Mayank wont ever let him go out in his present condition alone. Moreover what will happen if someone sees him with gunjan?? Media etc etc Was his bug still lieing destroyed on that road?? If yes then obviously sumone would have noticed it..

And if sumone had noticed it and informed the related authorities Then how long will it take for them to find out that the overturned car was his??? Was he already on news Was gunjan already on it??? How would this day end All this made samrat feel drained of his energy again He slumped n sat on the railing Gunjan didn’t speak Apparently she was going through all this as fell

Finally after what felt years she replies. g- can we meet. The longing in his voice was to much for samrat to endure. In that second all that he wanted was to run to her n hug her forever.. But he couldn’t He remained silent ..completely at lost of words.. What was he going to say to her anyway???

G= I know we cant meet right now. But I hope we do meet soon. S= me too.

Again both of them felt into a long silence ..

S= since how long r u in Mumbai G= 4 years. S= why didn’t u evr, why didn’t u tell me.. even at night u didn’t tell me anything . r u still angry with me.. it had been twenty years. Do u still think ..

G= no no .. I am not angry .. I was just was just just… S= afraid?? G= yes . S= why?? G= i..i ..i S= thought that I forgot you after so many years. Didn’t you? G= yes S= you shouldn’t have.. G= but you never tried to find me. It never looked as if you were still waiting for me.. Sam got confused .. S= what r u talking about?? G= it had been twenty long years samrat, how could I still hope for you to remember me??. How could I still hope to hold same position in your life as I used to hold all those years ago??? i thought I thought I was no longer in ur life n it was better to leave it that way..

S= all these years not even once did I think that you would have forgotten me.. not even once.. n I did search for u everywhere .. U guys left dehradun long ago. I tried my best but couldn’t find any trace of u.. then I resigned myself to just wait for you ..knowing that one day I would find you But never did I grew doubtful for you for even one second Then why did you??? I was always there in front of you. A rockstar… That was what my first motivation was to be famous. That n mayank’s dream to be one. Just for you both I did my best in learning guitar .. I did my best to be as easy to find as possible N you let so many years pass between us why why?? Chashmish why?? G= I .. I am sorry…. Sorry. He knew that gunjan was sobbing.. That only broke his heart more.. to even smaller pieces.. What else could he have expected from her?? She had always been like this always.. afraid of those things that were pretty obvious.. nervous for even reciting a poem in front of a class of 15 students.. Always afraid.. N this fear of her had cost them so many years this time.. So many years of separation , pain , estrangement and loneliness… A sudden anger seethed in samrat.. How could she be soo afraid.. Why was she like this?? She always suffered because of it.. N this time it all became too much to bear for him.. S= why did you?? Why u shouldn’t have.. it didn’t had to be like this It didn’t why chashmish why??? G= I ..i am sorry. Samrat felt first of his tears brimming down his eyes.. suddenly he felt too lost for words.. too lost to even show his anger At the end he could only muster up courage enough to say S= I lov u , I always did, and will always doo. Gunjan sniffed and then sighed .. With what looked like an enormous effort she gave samrat the reply he wanted to hear.. G= me too. Always did. Always will do. And with that both of them ended the call. And cried Samrat while kneeling to the railing , and chashmish while holding to the pillow at the hospital room..

All this while mayank n nupur stood at the balcony window. Watching samrat And His journey from laughing to breaking into pieces to now crying in this pathetic way . Mayank saw all that. Shock, pain , anger, confusion , lov everything running and wreaking his veins.. What the hell was happening to his brother.. Who was on the phone.? Why did she mean so much important to him?? Chashmish? He had heard her name sumwhere 20 years What happened twenty years back?? The only thing that he could remember was his parents death.. That occurred twenty years ago.. Was this all sth related to it.. All this was too confusing for him.. But there was just one sentence of samrat that kept on ringing in mayank’s ears again n again… Making it clearly impossible for him to think clearly..

“That was what my first motivation was to be famous. That n mayank’s dream to be one. Just for you both I did my best in learning guitar .. “

Mayank closed his eyes, a lone tear escaping from them without his permission.. he felt sumone’s hand on his shoulder.. They felt warm and comforting .. warm and desirable.. He turned and looked at her, at nupur his best friends.. may be his lov to The first lov of his life .. That was never his and never will be.. Nupur too had wet eyes.. Apparently his brother’s condition was too heart breaking for her too. Strange how only in the first meet she had started caring for samrat so much.

Nupur ‘s stare gave mayank a little bit courage and a little bit hope .. She egged him on to go to samrat and do whatever he could to make him feel fine. Mayank nodded and advanced towards his brother. Who was still sitting on the floor taking support of the railing. His head between his legs. It was pretty obvious that he was crying silently Trying his best not to bother his brother and friend with his miserableness. Mayank approached him consciously.. Seeing samrat like this made him feel completely helpless.. Samrat was that one person in the whole dang world for whum he could do anything.. But today it felt as if he could nothing , as if he was completely useless for his brother He knelt down , and kept his hand on sam’s shoulder.. Samrat looked up , completely shocked too see him there.. He immediately dried his face using the back of his hand. And looked down.. Clearly afraid that mayank had seen sth he didn’t need to. Mayank tried his best to keep his voice in control as he spoke M= its ok. U don’t need to hide anything anymore. I am there for u Always…. Samrat looked up at his brother. More stunned then before But sth he saw in mayank’s features made him relax, made him drop his guard And bare his wounds for his brother to see..

May be it was mayank’s sincerity.. Next second samrat was hugging his brother , crying uncontrollably willing all his pain for the past twenty years to go away… mayank hugged his brother back. Trying his best to take his pain away.. and muttering its ok its ok again n again because besides that mayank had no idea what else to do.. and as nupur witnessed all this.. she couldn’t control her ears too.. chashmish she knew who chashmish was.. her sister’s birthday party seemed all the more important now..

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