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Chapter 5A
A Friend Like You, A Love Like Her
Naina:
Are kya naam bataya uss personality ka... (Hey what
was the name of the personality you told me...)
Aditi
chuckled and said teasingly..
Aditi:
Dekha jaisa historical bataya.. bahut impatient horahi tumm.. (See as I
said historical.. you are becoming very impatient..)
Naina:
Kya karee.. aadat se majboor! (What to do.. compelled by habits!)
Aditi:
Uska naam hai... (His name is...)
SHYAM MANOHAR JHA!
*****
Some hours later... Midnight... 1 am.
The stars shining into the full moon
night... The breeze blowing away the silky golden curtains... A bottle of wine
almost emptied... and a new note playing on the grand piano. While the room was
in complete darkness, the moon arose a glint of hope as its light bathed the
several painting stands revealing the glow of Khushi’s face in those
paintings.. And with this melodious music, came his voice.. those words.. which
were only painful and shattering... the voice of Arnav Singh Raizada calling
out for mercy to his lady.. to his sole life... Closing his eyes...
Alone in this house
again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away
Those flashes of her
running through the dense forest haunted him like hell... She was laughing and
out of a sudden she just disappeared...
I've never been the
kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes, tonight I wanna cry
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes, tonight I wanna cry
A tear rolled down
his cheeks as he opened his eyes..
Would it help if I
turned a sad song on?
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
He lifted his eyelids
towards the paintings of Khushi
'Cause I've never
been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes, tonight I wanna cry
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes, tonight I wanna cry
Swollen eyes... he
actually let his tears fall like rain while his heart bled in pain...
Well I've never been
the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with this pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes, tonight I wanna cry
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with this pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes, tonight I wanna cry
He stopped the
music... He clenched his fists.. From inside, he was not only broken.. but fed
up.. No, not fed up of waiting for her.. but he wanted answers.. Answers from
the almighty up there.. Why was this so hard? Why only he and his Khushi...
They were both orphans who had only each other to live.. and god took this one
reason to live as well.. Why? Why? Why?
ASR: WHY?
He suddenly shouted
out as he smashed the empty bottle to the floor.. Out of his senses, he wiped
off his tears and stood on his legs... He tried to walk towards the door of the
room but he was so drunk that he found it hard to remain steady.. All of a
sudden, he let a cry of pain when a piece of glass of the broken bottle pierced
into his right foot.. And he almost fell but a hand reached him.. It was
bunny’s hand, his best friend.. The latter’s eyes welled up as he stared at
Arnav.. He knew something was just so wrong.. something happened which was
hurting Arnav so much else he never drank that much.. From deep inside of his
heart, Bunny prayed to god not to let anything happen to Khushi.. He feared
when he looked at Arnav’s state.. Arnav was literally bleeding out all the pain
of Khushi.. How can love be so deep? How can one feel the pain of the other?
Though he never met her, he felt like knowing her as Khushi had always lived
into Arnav.. into his every breaths.. At his thoughts, Bunny let a few tears
escaped from his eyes which Arnav noticed.. In his drunk state, Arnav pushed
him away as he said...
ASR: No...Let me,
I’ll manage... Leave me..
But Bunny held on to
him as Arnav tried to walk away from him...
Bunny: ASR you’ll
fall.. I’ll help you..
Arnav pushed him away
hardly and stepped forward as he said angrily...
ASR: I said I’m
fine... I can go to my room on my own... I’m going to my Khushi... Let me go..
He began walking away
under the teary gaze of Bunny.. But few steps away, Arnav stumbled again and
Bunny held him in no second... He forcefully dragged Arnav with him and reached
his room.. He helped a half conscious Arnav to lay into the bed and walked towards
the bathroom searching for the first aid box.. By the time Bunny came back,
Arnav was already asleep... And he sat near Arnav while he cleaned his bleeding
wound... Once the bleeding stopped, he
dressed up the injury and covered Arnav with the blanket.. He switched off the
light and walked out of the room closing the door behind him.. While Bunny
walked towards the main door, he took out his mobile.. He reached out and sat
into his car.. He dialed a number and waited... Till then his tears on his
cheeks were already dried since long and after the third ring he was about to
disconnect the call when suddenly.. he heard her voice..
Naina: Bunny! Itni
raat.. (So late..) is everything
alright?
For a moment, he just
listened to her voice.. finding it hard to utter a word... He never felt the
need to cry in front of anyone till now.. but.. he was scared.. scared of
reality.. what went wrong... why so much pain...
Naina: Bunny... are
you there? Please kuch bolo.. (Please
say something..) you are worrying me.. tum tik ho na..(are you fine..)
And after some second
of reflection, Naina said in worry...
Naina: Is Arnav
alright??
She heard him take a
deep breath before he managed to say...
Bunny: Nahin..(No..) He’s not alright... arr kabhi
tik nahin hoga.. (And he will never be
alright..)
Naina: Bunny.. you
are crying...
And Bunny replied in
tears...
Bunny: what else can
I do Naina? I cannot see him like this..
Silently he’s been dying every moment... Aur main, main kuch nahin karsakta.. (And I, I cannot do anything..) I
couldn’t find her.. I’ve promised him that I’ll bring his happiness back.. that
I’ll bring Khushi back, safe to him... But I failed my words.. I feel like
being a looser.. I’m such a bloody looser..
Naina’s eyes welled
up as she listened to his words...
Naina: Nahin Bunny..
nahin.. aise nahin kehte... kamse kam tune koshish ki, aaj nahin to kal Arnav
ki khushi zaroor wapas aajaegi.. wo tarap, wo pyar jo meine arnav ki ankhon
mein dekha.. un sab ke liye khushi wapas aana hi hoga... (No
Bunny.. No.. Don’t say this... Atleast you tried, not today but someday Arnav’s
Khushi will surely come back.. the longing, the love I saw in Arnav’s eyes..
for all this Khushi will have to come back...) I believe in his love... and
upon all, I believe in you.. the great guy you are.. the best friend you prove
to be... the way you support Arnav... I feel so proud of you.. so proud... And
I’m sure you’ll find her soon.. If Arnav doesn’t want my help.. it’s ok! But I
can help you... I will help you... I promise.. This is no more just a story...
even at the stake of my life.. We’ll find her.. I promise you.. please wipe off
your tears Bunny... please.. don’t let your tears become your weakness.. Tujhe
hi to Arnav ko sambhalna hai... Samjhe! (Only
you have to take care of Arnav... You understand!)
Instantly Bunny wiped
off his tears and a light smile curved onto his lips as he said...
Bunny: Naina!
Naina: Hmmm..
Bunny: Sirf ek writer
aisi dialog mar sakte hain... (Only a
writer can say such dialogs...)
Naina breathed a sign
of relief when she heard Bunny back to his cheerful self... and she said faking
anger...
Naina: Tarif kar rahi
ho or are you making fun of me... (Are
you praising me or making fun of me...)
Bunny: Dono... (Both)
Naina: Accha...kar milna
mujhse.. I’ll show you kise panga leh rahi tu.. Anyways kafi late hai.. tum
rest karlo.. hum kar baat karte hai.. (Oh...
meet me tomorrow.. I’ll show you with whom you are messing up.. Anyways it’s
quite late.. take some rest.. we’ll talk tomorrow..)
Bunny: Naina...
Naina: Hmm..
Bunny: Ek akri baat
tujhse kehna ta.. (I had a last thing to
say..)
Naina: Kya? (What?)
Bunny: Thank you...
Naina: Dosti mein, no
thank you no sorry.. Ok? (In friendship,
no thank you no sorry.. Ok?)
Bunny smiled..
Bunny: Ok.. Goodnight
Naina!
Naina: Good Night!
Naina disconnected
the call and placed her mobile back on the desk.. She shifted her eyes to her
laptop and looked disappointedly at the google page.
Your search – Khushi Kumari Gupta – did not match any
documents
She signed
irritatingly and pushed on the backspace button of the keyboard... and then she
typed again..
Disappearance of girl in Dehradun year 2007
She pushed on enter
and a short list of results appeared on the screen..
Disappearance of a 16 year old orphan
Dead or alive.. no answer...
Girl from hope orphanage not yet found
The disappeared girl presumed to be dead
Mayor Aarav Singh Raizada expresses his regrets to the head
of Hope orphanage
TO BE CONTINUED
Precap
Chapter 5B
A Friend Like You, A Love Like Her
Bunny: Only for today, let’s forget
everything... let’s have some fun... What say?
ASR: I got a business to run... and by
the way don’t you have a date with your reporter friend?
Bunny: Are yaar, aab maaf bhi kardo...
and she’s not a reporter.. she’s a writer..
ASR: Whatever! I got to go...
Bunny: No way man... I said it.. today
no work... only fun.. let’s have a day off... football.. movies.. and ofcourse
in the evening.. our boys night out...
