" Thank you so much for help us . . I don't know how I thank you , You are a god to us " Shreya's Grandmother Try to touch Nishant's feet.
" What are you doing . . You are older that me please , I am really very happy that I can help you . . .I do what a person should do for another person, you can freely leave here no one can disturb you. . ok " Nishant place his hand on Shreya's head " Don't Think you have no one . . when you have any confusion come to me anytime ".
Shreya Feels Nishant's touch on her head, The touch with so much care. Shreya's eyes fills with tears remembering her father.
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Some days later . . . . . . . . .
In a drawing room Sayan was busy in reading , Currently he is studying graduation examination at distance education so he can do part-time job also , Nishant bearing all the expenses for his studies all this years , but after pass Higher secondery Sayan decided to bearing his expenses at his own. Nishant denying at first, but surrender on Sayan's determination.
Sayan take his mobile and look at her mom's photo in mobile and talk to it " Mom . . . . . . when are you understand, he still wait for you. . . . "
Sayan stare at the mobile when he hear Shreya's voice " Are you busy. . . .can I come in ".
" Of course sit here " Vivek place the mobile in pant.
Shreya counting the steps and reach to the sofa , " Am I counting right ".
" Yes eight step from the door and then turn right " Sayan help her to sit on the sofa.
" What are you doing now " Shreya ask Dev.
" Nothing much just studing for graduation exam , I am in second year " Sayan reply.
" Which stream are you studying" Shreya ask.
" Commerce stream " Sayan reply.
" I want to studing in arts , before I came her I apply a privet university for distance education for completing my graduation after I passed. I thought with singing I also continue my study. . . . .but now I . . ." Shreya become sad.
Sayan become sad also.
" How many time I am like this , I decided I staring to teach singing classes in the ground floor. In our room , from this I can earn some money . . what you think " Shreya ask Sayan.
" It is not a bad Idea . . .are you need any help you can tell me " Sayan assure Sherya.
" can you help me to create a sign board , so people can know " Shreya request to Sayan.
" of course. . . leave it me '' Sayan assure Sherya.
" Thank you " Shreya give Sayan a friendly hug.
Sayan taken aback from Shreya's sudden action , At first he hesitate but then he patted on her shoulder.
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" What happened , why you place your hand on your chest " Nishant get up in the bed for sleep.
" My heart starting beating fast from afternoon after she. . . . . . . . . . " Sayan stop middle of his sentence.
" What are you talking , are you ok . . .if you not feel well let's go the doctor " Nishant suggest Sayan.
" it's ok . . It is sweet pain, no one can heal it " Sayan cover her chest more tightly and sleep on the bed.
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At night , Shreya don't able to sleep in bed . She get down on bed and walking in the belcony when she heard a soulful voice coming out side of the house ,
" Oh.. ..My friend can you hear. . . . . . "
Sherya started to follow the voice and reach at the out side of the house .
Sayan playing guitar in the garden in his own mind and singing ,
" Oh My friend can you hear . .. .
Oh My friend can you hear. . .. .
This song of my heart. . .oh. .
This song of. . . . . . . . heart . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I don't know where are you
How far away you are from me. . .
Are my words can reach to you. . . .
If you can come near to me. . . .
Love me . . . . .
Are you don't realise I wait for you. . .
My song will touch you touch your heart. . . "
Shreya close her eyes and deeply lost in the song , every words of this song like touch her. the voice is so memorizing. . . . . Shrya try to get closer. . .but scrumbel on some thing and fall down . . . . . .
Sayan stop singing after sudden sound , he look around and see Shreya fall down on the floor. Sayan run towards her and help her to get up.
" Are you ok. . . . what are you doing here at night " Sayan ask Shreya.
" I follow . . . . ah. . .are anyone here in the outside " Shreya ask Sayan.
" No there is no one without us " Sayan reply.
" If there is no one, That mean you play the guitar and singing this whole time " Shreya ask with excitement.
" I am sorry . . .I wake you up , I come here to garden so don't disturb anyone. but I wake you up ". Sayan apologise.
" No ..No . . . actually I didn't able to sleep , so I walked around and heard your voice " Shreya assure Sayan.
" You don't have sleep. . . .are you want to sit here for a moment" Sayan suggest Shreya.
" let sit on a grass " Shreya suggest.
They both sit on a grass , Slow wind blowing. . Shreya shivering when suddenly cold air touch her body ,
" wait for a minute. ." Sayan run towards inside of the house. Some time later Sayan come with a blanket and cover Shreya's body " Now you don't have cold " .
" You go to house because bring the blanket"
Shreya ask Sayan.
" yeah . . . You feel cold " Sayan reply.
" Thank you . . . . I don't know you are a such a good singer . .Are you not thinking about take it as a Career " Shreya ask.
" Career . . . hmm . . . I struggle for many time in the industry. . . .some time I still trying. . .but. . . . ." Sayan stop in his sentence.
Shreya understand may be he experienced something bad so she decided not to ask him farther. Shreya try to change the topic .
" Are you teach me playing guitar. . ." Shreya request Sayan.
" Of course I teach you. . . . .It is getting let let's go inside " Sayan help Shreya to get up.
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Day slowly passed by , Shreya start to teach some of student. Sayan get busy with his study.
One day. . . . . . . . . every one busy with their works , Suddenly all hear Shreya's scream from ground.
" What happened " Sayan , Nishant , and Grandma all ask together.
" Grandma. . . something before I get back my eyesight for a second but again it gone . . . But I don't understand . . . ." Shreya hold Grandma's hand tightly.
Nishant think for sometime " Maybe it is a good sing , Maybe there is still possible that you get back your eyesight. . . .I think we report about this to the doctor "
" ok tomorrow we go to the doctor. . .I take you to a eye specialist " Sayan assure every one.
At the night . . . . Sayan read book on a bed , Nishant sit next to him , " When the appointment to the doctor ".
" In the morning 10 Am . . . . we leave from here at 9.00 Am " Sayan reply .
Nishant place his hand on Sayan's shoulder " are you ok " .
Sayan knows what Nishant want to say " I know what are you thinking. . . If she get back her eyesight she also can see my face. . . Maybe she hate me more. . .for hiding the truth. . .. . but I tell you before it is my fault and I am ready for it ".
" It is not all I think about. . . There is more " Nishan reply.
" what are you want to say " Sayan don't understand what Nishant trying to say.
" Are you deny it that you started to like her. . . are not already attached with her. . . Don't hide from me. . . you know I catch your lies " Nishant question Sayan.
Sayan Don't know what he reply. . .. .
" You don't know another thing . . . . Do you know Shreya also starting to like you. . . maybe love you. . . . . " Nishant thought in his mind.
Nishant observing for many day . . . When she come near to Sayan Her face blush. . .When thay frequently talk her main topic is Sayan. . . he see her many time hug Sayan's things. . . She develope a strong feeling sayan. . .She remember Nishant his past days. .. When first time I fall in love with Sayan's mother. Nishant start thinking Whatever . . . . one day She get back her eyesight. . he wonder How she will react . . . . . .he don't know what future hold for Two of them. . What happened when Shreya get to know that the person she staring love is the one who broke her. Is love win against Hate.
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