Our incomplete story

Akeli Akeli

Chal rahi thi mein

Aik aisa raste par

Jaha sirf kud ki kadam ke aahat

Aur kuch nai

Phir pata nahi chali

Achanak se aa pade

Aik aur anek raakshas

Mujhe kaske pakda

Mein chillayi aur koi nahi tha sunnewala

Unhe Jaanvar kahna chahti thi

Par yaad ayi ki

jaanvar bhi hothe hai naadan,

jin par yakeen kud bakud aathi hai

Duniya katam hone lagi thi meri

Jaise hi unhone chua meri jism ko

Ladne ki koshish kar rahi thi

Par raakshas toh anek tey

Haar maan liyi thi maine

Phir pata nahi

kaha se mein aik awaz sunne lagi

Meri rooh ki aawaz

'Haar mat maano

Haar mat maano'

Aik pattar nazar mein aayi

Pata nahi taakat kaha se aayi

Pattar liyi & maar dali mein,

Kathal kar diyi un raakshahon ka..

Jeeti mein

Jeeti meri parivar

Jeeti meri rooh

He read her another poem and sighed away leaning back on his chair, thinking about her - his favorite writer, who is also his crush.Yes,she is his first ever crush. He likes her or loves her - May be, without even looking at her face, he just fell in love with her - may be, just by looking at her pen name, reading her stories and poetry, May be he could feel the emotions behind those words, those emotions which are penned by his favorite writer, those emotions which are felt by his favorite writer, may be he could feel the pain behind her every word, may be it made him fall in love with her and her stories.

He isn't sure whatever he have on her, is a crush or love?

He released another sigh once again looking at the poem. He just kept looking at the poem until he was disturbed as the continuous knock made his body stiff.

Gathering himself to his ADS form, he sat straight on his chair and got up, went to open the door ,giving permission to enter in whoever is at the door.

"Arnav,What the hell?Why we're you not opening the door?", asked Siddharth Bhatt,his roommate and his friend.

Arnav looked at the bags in his hands and raised his brow. Siddharth knew about his gaze.

"Arnav, I know it was my turn to cook the food today but you know it's better to lie down on the bed sleeping than lying on a hospital bed. It's okay if I will be hospitalized but you know right, I love you a lot, I can't see you hospitalized. Here it it's, Chicken biryani. " Said Arnav even before Siddharth could open his mouth to say the same as it's the same dialogue he used to say whenever it was his turn to cook.

It was a two bedroom simple and elegant house which is shared by these two boys.

Siddharth, as soon as heard Arnav hugged him and kissed him on his cheeks.

"Sid you idiot, I'm not a gay, I don't know about you but behave like man. ", Said Arnav throwing Siddharth away.

" Oh, So boss want proof whether I'm a man or not? Isn't it? Well, I'm letting you see. "Siddharth was saying more when he was cut off by Arnav.

"Show that to your girlfriend bro, not me. ", Said Arnav throwing a look at him.

"And now do you want me to die? Come on,let's attack the food. ", Said Arnav punching Siddharth on his back and then both went towards kitchen as Arnav wounded his hand on Siddharth shoulder.

"I'm going to publish my another book Mahi, You will go and will deal with the publishers on behalf of me, as usually. ", Said Kushi drinking her coffee.

" But Ma'm, they are demanding to meet you. ", Said Mahi, Kushi's PA.

" That's it! Cancel the Deal. ", Said Kushi, putting her coffee away, went to her balcony carrying her dairy.

Mahi stood there as if there was nothing new that happened new there, as it is common.

Every book will be published only according to her conditions and there is none who could say no because her stories are much more powerful than a mere set of conditions.

She is sitting on her balcony chair, writing about her

today

in her dairy when she heard a shrill ringtone of her phone.