Dating : Tears in Thunder- Forever

He kept looking those last lines of that note. He met her just once but still felt a bond with her he couldn’t resist. Sky became dry, his eyes gone wet. There was something mysteriously attracting about that girl with chuckling eyes. No, he was not interested, but he was keen. He was ready to do anything for the last things his love left for him.

He jumped in no time to the address she left. It was almost four in the morning till now and the world was still enjoying its sweetest sleep. But there was one who was sleepless, who was as awake as an owl and struggling for directions here and there. He was jumping in puddles which the harsh night gifted the streets. Dogs were pitching their highest. It wasn’t a silent night. A lover was on his lover’s trail.

He finally found Sector-32 in the honey maze of sectors. Aryan had never been to this part of the city. See how fate has its own ways to test you. The broken lover has a single hope to live and he is seeking it in a place he never even heard of. Still, as they say love pushes your limits even when your lover is forever gone. This was it, he was standing in front of “The Brijlani Enclave”, Paradise of luxury. It was not even an enclave. It was a freaking estate! Damn! That girl had all rights to flatter about her father. After all, Mr. Hansraj Brijlani was a millionaire. But at this moment, All that was going into Aryan’s mind was if that girl didn’t fooled her. But there was only one way to check, to go in. He stepped forward.

Sky was still dark. Thunders were gone, tears were not. He approached the entrance gate where two guards stopped him and almost asked in the tone if he was there to murder their boss, “Where are you going?”

“Inside”, He didn’t even looked at them while giving this reply.

The both guards were confused as they were expecting something more from him than a word.

“Brijlani Saab is not home! He will return after a week from Malaysia. Come then!”, The guard pushed him behind.

Aryan threw his hand in anger and stated in his eyes,”I am here for Kan…”

He couldn’t complete as his throat filled up in grief. The guard somehow caught, “Kanika Madam? What she had to do with a boy like you? Haha! You are still drunk, go get your hangover done somewhere else.”

Aryan just looked up at him with his swollen eyes,”Go ask her”

This magically worked on the guard and he silently went to his cabin and made a call inside. Aryan was staring at the bungalow and the dawn behind it altogether all this time while waiting. After a couple of minutes, the guard came running with a red face in hurry,”Sorry sahib! I was not aware you were an important person. Forgive me. Aye! Gate kholo re. Sir

you please come” He was in a total posture of apology. Aryan didn’t looked at him and stepped inside the courtyard.

In a minute, he was into this giant living hall of richness. Everything seemed imported there. But all this didn’t entertained him. He was eager to get what was his. He was staring at the large wall paintings hung in the hall and suddenly felt a warm touch on his shoulder. He turned immediately in hope of Kanika but, it wasn’t her! His eyes went wide, mouth dropped. He could not believe the person to be there. How can he be here? That man who came out from the car and calmed him down was standing right in front of him! He was still amazed about the strange happening.

Mr. Brijlani broke the awkward pause,”How you can be here young boy? I didn’t gave you any address I guess.”

“I am wondering the same that what you are doing here?”, Aryan scratched his head.

Mr. Brijlani gave a sharp laugh,”Haha! Arey bhai its my home. People usually live in their own homes.”

Now it couldn’t be coincidence anymore he thought. Breaking into two people of the same family in a single night doesn’t seems like a coincidence. But he couldn’t do anything and kept silent.

“So, Kanika mili?”

Aryan went blank as he heard this question. He kept looking at him with no answers in his eyes but only pain.

“Koi baat nahi beta. You will find what you are looking for. Just keep your eyes open”, He again said something not irrelevant to him. But this time Aryan gave up and asked, ”Sir! Why you said that while leaving in the car that time?”

Mr. Brijlani had comforted himself on the couch till then. But he was a wizard of words. He kept silent and then answered in again mysterious way,” The sky speaks when it cries, I just listen.”

Aryan was getting clueless on this statement. He didn’t understood but he felt healed. Mr. Brijlani was just smiling at him as Kanika arrived.

“Aryan!”, she shouted in her tears and threw herself on his feet. Aryan was not expecting this from a girl he just met. He jumped a step back but she touched his feet.

“What are you doing?”, He asked anxiously and she replied with pure drops of respect in her eyes, “Taking a part of the person who loved someone beyond love.”

She was having that diary in her hand Aryan was looking for. He snatched it from her and opened it up with heart filled from tears. It had everything Kanika and Aryan lived. From their first photograph to the last they have taken. Kanika wrote everything related to that picture and moment it was taken so beautifully that even Shakespeare would had been jealous. He kept touching every picture of her and turning the page while sobbing until he

came to the last page which had an envelope inside. He opened up in hurry and found a hand written letter from her. One last letter from the love of his life:-

My handsome Bholu,

I know you are angry from me. And you must be. If you are reading it, I am long gone. Away from you. Dekho Bholu, I am the weaker one between both of us and you know that. Still I am trying to gather strength to write this last love to my life. Yes obviously you are my life buddhu! You have always been and Kudos to all the moments we cherished together. When you came in my life, You made me realise how lovely I am and how lovely my heart is. But you are a gem yourself. Promise me one thing bholu, you will remain the same bholu even after me. You are the best and you deserved the best. So yes your Miss nosy is the best girl in this universe. But Bholu, now after me don’t become stubborn and start being the bholu I deserve. And lets make a rule. We will meet every night. You have to find me in the stars and tell me everything about your day. But if some night there are clouds or rain, I became upset as you must had done something wrong. You must had cried that night. So be careful bacchu. I will be watching you every moment.

Chalo bholu, now I have to leave for the operation. And I know how best my jaan is. You remember you pledged officially to donate all your organs when you will die in the orphanage the day I proposed you, Well even your Miss nosy, took a step to make you proud. You know na, my body has only one organ not effected, my heart. So I in advance asked the doctor if anyone is looking for it they can take it. The doctors told me that there is a need for heart transplant for some hot shot businessman named Hansraj Brijlani. I said give it to him. Now my heart is all his. Hehe. Bholu you took a promise from me that my heart will keep beating. How could I have broke this promise.

Take utmost care of my bholu. Our love and hearts will keep beating forever. And remember, the day you will cry, I will shred tears in thunder from above from clouds.

Bye Bholu! Muah Muah Muah Muah!

Your Little Miss Nosy Kanika.

The Sun was about to go up, birds were chirping there morning. Everything else was silent. Even him. His eyes were closed, but he was smiling. He was thanking god and her to come back and made him alive. Everything said by Mr. Brijlani now made sense to him. It wasn’t him, but her who was beating in his heart. He opened his eyes with a smile on his face. He wiped his tears and stood up. He said nothing to both and started going out with the briefcase and diary with him.

As soon as he reached near the door, Mr. Brijlani asked from behind,”I guess you found her!”

Aryan didn’t turned. He saw Mr. Brijlani and himself in it and they both smiled to each other.