Dr. Sonakshi Bose
[MBBS, MD (medicine)]
I close the wooden door of my cabin. Room no. 101. It's been 2 years since I'm working here, the Mumbai branch of Fortis Hospital. It looks more of a hotel though & my colleagues are supportive too ... It's just that life has gone so monotonous that the bright walls of this hospital make me gloomy.
101 is my cabin's number. I loved my job... I still do... But I need a break... Break from waking up at 7 every morning, attending to patient's misery till 7 in the evening even when my heart screams it's problems all the while...
Nachiket...
The name keeps popping in my head & my rebellious tears threaten to spill any moment. Still I compose myself... It's been 3 months Sona he is gone now for his good.
& what about my good? Our good?
(SonaKet's good😂😂)
I forcefully brush his thoughts aside. I walk towards the parking & throw my office bag in the back seat of my car. I look at my guitar lying there & my lips curve into one of my happiest smiles!
I turn the keys, press the accelerater & zoom out of the hospital building.
I tune into my favorite radio station & start singing along with the music.
Ae zindagi gale laga le
Ae zindagi gale laga le
Humne bhi tere har ek gum ko
Gale se lagaya hai
Hai na!
Ae zindagi gale laga le!
A scooter, antique Sholay style one, pulls up near my car. The rider had a helmet on. Seeing him peep into my car I stop my singing session which had become a dancing one too!
Completely embarrassed, I look the other way. My heart goes out to these children selling incense sticks on the road. Wish someone could do something for them!
I was looking at those children when the same man, who saw me sing & dance in the car goes down to the kids. I see him buy all their incense sticks & give them a packet. The kids open the packet & start jumping happily.
"Woah! Someone did something" I think out loud.
The lights turn green & the man rushes to his scooter because of the consistent honking. I look at him & raise my thumbs up to show my admiration. He bows down his head in humility & passes a genuine smile. The cars continue to honk & sadly our moment gets broken.
I start the car & head to marine drive. I have my favorite spot there. I enjoy looking at the ocean & playing my guitar. It is purely my time. No interference is appreciated. Even the local food vendors know me & leave a Pao Bhaji or a Vada Pav or a Bhel Puri..
Gosh! My mouth's watering!!!
... By my side. While leaving I pay them
& here I reach my spot!
I settle down & gently move my fingers over the guitar. I work on the tune which I am trying to create!
Hmmm...
No it should be more like this ...
I try some tunes but nothing works out. I look into the ocean stretching in front of me.
Nachiket...
The name & his memories come back to me! It was at this place where he introduced me to music in real sense. He taught me how to play the guitar. He used to wrap his arms around me & I would sit with his guitar in my lap. His hands used to hold mine & create music.
A wave slaps on a rock below breaking my reverie. I can see people, girls to be precise, run around here & there as if they are looking for something, Someone ...
"OMG did you actually see him!
God he's so handsome!
I love him!
I love his voice!"
The girls are screaming. I guess they are looking for a celebrity.
"Has le has le Abhi has le jis din Mai celeb ban gaya na tab tujhe autograph bhi nahi dunga"
Nachiket was a struggling actor I was there for him when he was broken but he chose to break my heart in return.
I close my eyes in a hope that shutting them would shut his thoughts. Today is my Bhel Puri day & the vendor hands over the dish to me. When I turn to thank him I saw the helmet man... Helmet hero rather .
"Eh! Helmet hero" I call him
He looks started & then I could make out that he was amused by my action. He was still wearing his helmet.
"Pehchana?" I ask him
"Yes... You are the car singer"
I laugh at his Nick name & we fell silent. It was then I realized that it was so silly of me to start a conversation with a stranger & that too by calling him helmet hero!
"Ye kya bachpana hai Sonakshi! I told
you not to contact me again... WE ARE OVER... I want to do something big in my career ... Tumhare jaisi childish girlfriend mujhe focus nahi karne Degi... Get out"
His last words still ring fresh in my mind. How could you do this to me Nachiket?
"Will you play that... Guitar?" Helmet hero asked. I couldn't see his face but his eyes which were the only thing visible through the mirror reflected concern. I realized that a few tears had escaped my eyes.
"I'm sorry. I was thinking something else" I reply meekly.
"Will you play?" He asked again.
"I'm just a beginner" I said.
"Then I'm your first listener! Lucky me"
"You are saying this only to cheer me up... Trust me I'm fine... My eyes were watering the... The Bhel is so damn spicy"
"Hey Bhagwan!!! Mera to bad luck kharab hai!!! Kal ki Itni badi superstar ne mujhe apna gaana sunane se mana kar diya" He threw his hands up in the air & said these dialogues in a dramatic way. In the infamous mai-lut-gayi-mai-barbad-ho-gayi style.
I looked at him & smiled. He wasn't even asking why I was crying. He didn't want to intrude in my personal space yet wanted to cheer me up. In a few seconds I laughed whole heartedly & I realised that it has been so long since I laughed. I like helmet hero as a human being... I mean he is so generous. His gesture at the red light came to my mind & then....
"Wait! I've got something in my mind... I'll play this song... I've just composed it ... so please don't laugh at me"
I played my guitar... The music & words flow out of my mouth naturally while I look into the eyes of this man.
Rang rahi hu ye kaise rang me
Mai nahi hu khud apne hi bas me
Kuch rang Pyar Ke aise bhi
Kuch rang Pyar Ke aise bhi
Ta na na ....
"Abhi itna hi hai" I told him but he was busy looking at me fondly "Helmet hero!" I try to break his trance. Everything was just perfect but the way he was looking at me ... Pleased me! There was nothing wrong in his gaze in fact it was the most right thing happening around me these days.
"I'm not just your first listener car singer I'm your first fan too! &..." He took out a note pad & a pen "& I'm not gonna let you go before you give me your autograph"
I chuckled & he forwarded the pen & the notepad. I took it & signed Sonakshi Bose (your car singer).
We said good bye & left marine drive. As he was driving away I sat in my car & looked at his retreating figure. Our first & probably the last meeting!
The Helmet Hero... I would like to meet him again for sure. I tuned into my favorite radio station once again.
Hello! Mai hu RJ Raunaq & abhi baj rahe hain poore 9
9! It's 9 already!
Ohh God!
I'm doomed
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I press the bell of my house & prepare myself for the consequences of being late.
Dada opens the door.
"Aa gayi! Shona aa gayi" He screamed his lungs out & then I saw Maa & Dadi rush towards the gate. I swear I can hear the K3G background music playing in their heads.
Dadi cups my face.
"Shonaaaaaa... Ki korchish tui? Itni der baad aayi"
Maa was the next one to start her over dramatic enquiry "Shona Kaha Chali jaati hai!"
Even before I could reply I was dragged inside & then they started pampering me which means my mouth had 2 full size Rosogullas.
"Maa... Dadi... I'm fine... Nd subah hi to dekha tha aapne mujhe Mai kaun sa 3 mahine ki war ke baad aa rahi hu? Bas half an hour late hu mai"
"Beta" Maa did what I dreaded the most! She started with her lecture about women safety which I had heard 10*365*24*86400 times. I smiled at her but she continued with her speech.
"So... " She was about to end her speech when I heard two very familiar voices complete it for her.
"So you should not be late because it's not safe for women in this city".
Baba & Elena did the honours.
"Uda lo mera mazak! No one acknowledges my opinion in this house" Maa crossed her arms across her chest & made a cute pout.
"Awww" Elena jump to Maa's side & pulls her cheek "Asha I hate tears re!"
Maa sticks her tongue out & we all laugh at her. Maa pulls Elena in her arms.
"Maa-Beti ka Pyar to dekho" Dadi commented
"Aur Mai?" I fake an angry face
"Tujhe station se utha ke laaye the Shona" Dada spoke. I picked up a cushion & hurled it at him. Maa pulled me with Elena. Dadi joined us too. Baba could not resist even! As Dada was coming to join the Bose family hug, Baba pushed him away. "Tu dur hat football meri Shona ko tang kar raha tha na"
"Are Baba"
Dada's expression are price less.
"Why won't he come? He's my son" Maa said
"He troubles my daughters a lot"
Before Maa-Baba could make a world war out of this situation Dada jumped into the group hug.
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It's midnight & I'm craving for sleep but Elena is not switching off the lights
"Kya hai Ele so ja na"
"Just a sec more Sona I'm going to finish this update"
Elena is in her 3rd year of MBBS, she has love for writing & is updating stories on wattpad. She calls it the best way to detox & escape the reality.
She switches off the light finally but doesn't look in the mood to sleep. Her eyes are glistening with excitement. She pakka has some gossip.
"Tune wo video dekhi?" Ele asked
"Kaun si?"
"The great & charming Devrath Dixit was out in the streets of Mumbai today casually... Maybe he was missing his old days when he wasn't a superstar ... Toh he was roaming around in marine drive"
Oh so that's why there was so much of commotion there. Those girls were looking for Dev!
"Sun rahi hai na?" Ele breaks my chain of thoughts. " When he sensed that the public has seen him & will go crazy after him he ran away from there."
"Jeene do Yaar bechare ko" I blurted it out
"Look here's the video"
Ele opened her phone & played the video in which Dev was running away from the crowd. I laughed first at his situation but then I noticed something!
His clothes...
They were the same as my Helmet Hero's
Is this just a coincidence?
Or did I just sang my first composition in front of THE SENSATIONAL DEV DIXIT!
OMG!!!!
He didn't behave like a star at all.
He was perfect gentleman... Just perfect
Moreover he took my autograph while I should have taken his!
My life just can't be normal...
Precap- Sona se milke kya Humare Helmet hero hain behal?
Kya hai wo unki agli meeting ke liye bekarar?
Kya kar denge wo India's sensational singer ko inkar😷?
Jaanane ke liye dekhte... I mean Padhte rahiye
Jaise Banjaare ko Ghar
Wednesdays
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Aise hai Humare nek khayal!
Waiting for your dher saara pyar
Dadi:Riti...
Riti:Ji!
Dadi:Poetry mat kar beta tumse na ho paayega
Bijoy:😂😂😂😂😂
Riti: Zyaada haso mat Baba Bose warna aapke pichle janam ki bewedeshwari aa jaayegi!!!
Bijoy shocks Riti rocks