Avu POV
—I notice the presence of Rohit beside me, and perhaps if it were someone else I would have felt more conscious. But he doesn't feel anything like a burden. Infact his presence just feels a bit more comforting then being alone.—
Avu: I'm sorry.
Rohit: (doesn't say anything. Just says silent, watching her sob helplessly)
Avu: It's just... I lost someone very important to me.
Rohit: (nodding) (whispering) Life is cruel, and unfair. It's gonna through challenges at us. But we have to fight them. And move on.
Avu: (through sobs) B-but he's gone.
Rohit: You love him don't you?
Avu: yes. (Trying to wipe some tears away vigorously)
Rohit: (nodding silently) then I don't stand a chance do I?
Avu: (not knowing what to say and just staring at his face as his blank expression turns into cackling laughter)
Rohit: (laughing hard) Oh gosh I'm just messing with you!
Avu: (let's out a genuine smile as she nudges him in the shoulder)
—We just sit there staring at the sky as the rain clouds start to gather and the sky rumbles with thunder.
A large drop falling in Rohit's face, which is soon followed by several other drops and then a downpour.—
Rohit: (in a calm cool voice) It's raining.
Avu: (sarcastically) oh. I can't tell. (Rohit nudging Avu in the shoulder.)
Avu: should we go back?
Rohit: do you wanna?
—The large drops of rain hit against my teary face, washing away all the heat. By now my hair probably soaked with water.
But some part of it's just comforting.—
Avu: (shaking her head) no. The rain feels amazing!
Rohit: it reminds me of that song...
"Yeh mausam ki baarish
Yeh baarish ka paani
Yeh paani ki boondein
Tujhe hi toh dhoondhe
Yeh milne ki khwahish
Yeh khwahish puraani
Ho poori tujhi se
Meri yeh kahaani"
—I just sit there my mouth hanging open, as his voice flows in perfect melody, breaking the silence.
He can sing!
I justs close my eyes as the melody echoes in my head.
It's amazing.
The rain continues making the river flow faster but everything seems to silence, leaving only his singing to be heard.
I don't know why, but there's so much warmth that it no longer feels like a cold October's night, and for once in the last three years.
I don't feel lonely.
I take in deep breaths of the cool air as I lean back on the bench, staring up at the sky as the rain directly splashes against my face.
Then I look at Rohit sitting beside me, his eyes hall closed as he stares into the distance, the song coming to an end,
" Yeh khwahish purani
Ho poori tujhi se
Meri yeh kahaani"
The amount of emotion he puts into his singing... almost a splitting resemblance to Siddharth.
I find myself staring at him for quite a while now, but don't seem to be able to look away.
And somewhere very deep in my heart, I want this moment to last.—
Rohit: (catching her staring) (smirking) you're starring at me!
Avu: n-no! No way! (Immediately looking away)
Avu: you can sing.
Rohit: (letting out a smile) (sarcastically) You're not the first one to tell me that!
(Avu just rolls her eyes)
Rohit: Yea. I can. Don't do it too often though.
Avu: but why? You sound amazing.
Rohit: (letting out a laugh) I don't know. (A tiny glimpse of sadness showing in his voice) Perhaps there was no good reason for me to.
Avu: (silently nodding)
Rohit: y'know you should really smile more, looks good on you.
Avu: is that a compliment?
Rohit: no. I'm saying that you look ugly otherwise.
Avu: (gasping and then glaring at him as he gets up to run and Avu runs after him)
Rohit: (Rohit singing in mockery)
"Teri Cute Jahi Smile Utte Kinna Mardi
Tera Kinna Kardi Ve Bhave Sanwla E Rang Ve
Akhan Ch Akhan Pale Aa Sohneya
Na Door Ja Sohnea Tu Mainu Aa Gaya Pasand Ve"
Avu: (bursts out laughing as they both slow down)
Rohit: (through laughs) whaaat!
Avu: (uncontrollably laughing) whatever you do don't EVER sing in Punjabi again! You suck at the pronunciations!
(Avu catching up to Rohit as he slings an arm around her and she does the same, both of them half hugging each other as they walk back towards the headquarters)
Rohit: can't blame me! I don't know Punjabi!
~~~
(8:15pm)
(At the entrance of the headquarters as Avu and Rohit walk in completely drenched.
It's way past working hours and everyone had either gone home or are in their respective rooms)
(Ashi walks towards the both of them)
Ashi: oh gosh you guys are drenched! Shall I get a towel for you both?
Avu: don't bother yourself I'll find myself to my room.
Ashi: I'll come with you Avu. Jannat was calling me a while ago too.
Rohit: and I'll go take a shower.
(The three of them hop into the elevator as Avu and Ashi gets off at the third floor and Rohit goes up to the seventh)
—We get off at the third floor and into my room only to find everything scattered everywhere and a traumatized Jaan sitting on the top of the sofa, hair messed up, fur balls everywhere and panting heavily.
Sana comes out of behind the sofa and innocently purrs at Avu as she picks it up, hugging the little creature.—
Avu: here's my little girl! (Patting the furry cat)
Ashi: (looking at Jaan) iska kya hua?
~~~
*the Next Day*
Riza POV
—So today Aadaya wants me to live the life of a normal girl.
She's never offered it before, so I might as well enjoy it while I can.
I walk across the park and down the street to the cafè where I should be, I'm already late when I come across something which just makes my heart skip quite a few beats.
Maybline New York's latest shade- Cranberry Pink.
But what shocks me more is the person who's modeling. I'd never forget that face- Jannat Zubair.
Millions of memories start flowing back into my head, as clear as a slideshow.
The beach day, then the first time Jaan and I got onto a merry go-round. We were somewhere around six. And that was the best day of our lives!
I just at Jannat's face in the ad, smiling, a large lump forming in my throat, as a few tears flow down my eyes and I forcefully look away from the billboard and quicken my pace towards the cafè, trying to wipe the tears away from my eyes.
I wonder, if Aadaya wasn't my mother, how different would my life had been?
~~~
(3:30pm)
Rohit POV
(Rohit sitting at the cafe waiting for this girl he's supposed to go on a date with.)
—Its just one date. No need to be overly dramatic about it.
Just let the girl come. Then tell her that you like someone else and finish it off.
I notice a rather sad girl walk quickly towards the cafè and soon notices me and walks over.—
Girl: hi. You must be Mr. Sehen.
Rohit: right. And you?
Girl: I'm Riza.
Rohit: Hi Riza. So... we need to talk. (Pointing at the seat opposite to him as she sits down)
Riza: sure.
Rohit: um... the thing is, I like someone else.
Riza: oh. That's alright. I'll go. (Gets up and starts to walk away)
—That was... much easier than I expected. Infact almost too easy.
There's definitely something about this girl, that's different.
Something sad.
If not date her I could least befriend her. I think she needs someone to talk to.—
Rohit: (running and soon catching up to her) whoa! Riza where are you going ?!
Riza: home! Why?!
Rohit: cuz you're supposed to be on a date with me and you can't just walk off like that! It's gonna ruin my reputation!
Riza: (scoffing) pfft! You're talking as if you're the CEO of the Bon Bros Records! (Snobbishly) Reputation it seems! (Hair flipping as she walks off)
—Ye kaisa ladki hai!
She knows that I'm Rohit Sehen but she doesn't know that I am the CEO of Bon Bros Records?!
Has she been living under a rock her whole life! —
Rohit: look Riza! Let's just go and try have a normal date. Like normal people!
Riza: (a glimpse of a sad smile forms on her lips) sure.
(Both of them seated on the table facing each their)
Riza: so... whatcha wanna talk about?
Rohit: You. And why you're so sad.
Riza: I am not.
Rohit: you are. But why?
(The waiter comes to take their order)
Rohit: two hot chocolates please.
(Waiter looks at Riza and she smiles and nods as the waiter takes the order and leaves)
Riza: I hate my mom.
Rohit: (sighing) you shouldn't say such things about your parents. You'll realize how much they mean only after they're gone.
Riza: (shaking her life in utter disagreement) (whispering distantly) If your mother was Aadaya Misra, then you would understand.
Rohit: (immediately looking up at her in utter shock in utter disbelief of what she said)
Rohit: your mother is Aadaya!?
Riza: (slowly nodding)
(The waiter gives them the hot chocolates)
Rohit: I-
Riza: you know her?
Rohit: (taking a sip from the cup, but Riza just stares at hers) I used to work for her.
Riza: what did you do?
Rohit: (his voice full of guilt and regret) steal.
Riza: (nodding) so you're the 'best of the lot' that she used to talk about.
Rohit: I guess.
Rohit: is she good to you?
Riza: (a year rolling down her eye) my life is hell.
Rohit: (wiping the tear away) what has she done?!
Riza: (shaking her head) no- what has she made me do.
I-I do all her sinful crimes. (More tears rolling down her eyes)
Riza: I'm a murderer, liar, a thief. And practically any terrible crime you name I've probably committed.
—So Aadaya really has crossed limits!
She's destroyed even her very own daughters life with her heartless nature!
And this poor girl. Who knows what she's been through.—
Rohit: are you alright?
Riza: (slowly nodding)
Rohit: (staring at her stare at her Cocoa without taking a single sip)
Rohit: why don't you have some of that? It'll help.
Riza: I've never really had this hot chocolate thing in my life.
Rohit: (surprise in his voice) you've never had hot chocolate!
Riza: never. (sadly)Aadaya put me through loads of diets. Chocolate was never in the list.
Rohit: then have some. (Picking up the cup and handing it to her)
Riza: (hesitantly taking a sip and then closing her eyes as the flavors burst in her mouth) (letting out a genuine smile) it's amazing!
Rohit: (nodding)
Rohit: hey. What are your dreams?
Riza: (letting out a snicker) dreams huh. I amn't allowed to even imagine things, much less dream!
Rohit: (looking straight into her sad eyes) you must have some dream! Something you've always wanted to do!
Riza: (staring into the distance) I-I've always wanted to get to the very top of the Burj Khalifa. And take a selfie with the world.
On the very top. Where I can see everything from. Where I'll feel free from.
But my mother would never allow it.
Rohit: let's do it.
Riza: what?!
Rohit: exactly. Let's go to the Burj Khalifa! Today we'll live by your wants not your mom's.
Rohit: let's go!
Riza: my mom will kill me.
Rohit: she won't. (Smirking) I'm right here if you need saving ;)
Riza: Oh please! You look like someone who's scared of mice!
Rohit: I am! How'd you know?!
(Riza let's out a laugh and Rohit joins as they walk out of the cafè with their cups and into a bus)
~~~
Riza POV
—My heart beets frantically as we hop off at the Burj Khalifa station and walk up to the base of the humongous building.
The Burj Khalifa.
Just the way I imagined it. Breathtaking.
I imagined coming here with Jannat. She would be so damn excited if she were here! But if there were someone else I had to come here with, I guess Siddharth isn't too bad a choice!
We walk into the elevator as I tap the 125th button. —
Rohit: I think we'll be just in time to watch sunset too.
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