Chapter 01

Dear Diary,

Love....

It can't just be a word with four letters, its a feeling till the end of ones life that holds two hearts forever together till they are parted by death, may be even after death also.

"We will realize the value of a thing only after losing it"

These words completely made sense when I lost my heart to a wrong girl and all my dreams shattered in front of my eyes.

I was completely surrounded by darkness that threw me out of the world making me to decide to kill myself this night.

See you in next life

Rahul

He closed his eyes as well as his diary and within seconds her smile, her beautiful eyes, her sweet talks flashed in front of him. With all his efforts he brushed away his thoughts about her and moved out of his apartment dressed up in a black jacket on white v- necked T-shirt and denim jeans. He gazed at himself in the mirror, dressed up in all branded stuffs which held no worth in her absence.

He made his way out on his R1 bike and reached HARDROCK pub when it was quite a late night. The heavy music made everyone go mad with its beats and an undefined trance surrounded the people.

The whole place was in swing with alcohol and music, he chose a deserted corner gulping drinks all at once. He looked at the world around him and every second of his life reminded him of her, her betrayal and his foolishness. The place was quite dark with disco lights here and there but that darkness didn't seem deeper than the one which he had in his life. The whole world around him was enjoying and losing themselves with a trance of music and dazzling mixtures of liquids which carried them away from the realities at least for the time being.

He was done with the place and wanted to move out but his further plans for the day made him little nervous as he was determined to end his life that night as mentioned in his diary.

But little did he know that a pair of little dark brown eyes were staring at him since a very longtime. She sat at a little distance from him dressed up in a knee length black glittery one piece with all matching accessories giving a stunning look with pretty loose hair and lower curls.

She too seemed little suspicious when she took out a small packet from her bag and mixed it with her drink. She looked all around making sure that no one was staring at her and gulped it in one go leaving out all her anxiety. Her eyes watered a bit but still she carried a satisfied smile and then again she started looking for him but he was nowhere to be found.

Wondering all the while she took her bag and paid the bill moving out of the place in search of him.

As she stepped out, late night's cool breeze welcomed her to the harsh realities of life. There she spotted the same guy near parking place whom she was searching a while ago.

She took slow steps towards him.

Rahul stood next to his bike, removing his jacket he placed it on a bike nearby. Even after so much alcohol he was quite still and stable. He lit his cigar trying to fit the key into his bike.

Within a fraction of second, a man who was passing near by grabbed his jacket and ran into the dark.

'Oh!! Hey stop...' He ran behind the thief forgetting the fact that he left the key to his bike, only to hear his bike leaving right behind him. He stood there letting out a frustrated sigh losing all his belongings. He took out his phone cursing himself and tried to call someone.

'Hello...Hello...' before he could even speak the call was cut.

Battery drained!! Hard luck!! Leaving out an another frustrated sigh, he stood there without any option.

'Here...you can use mine..' a sweet voice came from behind.

It was the same girl who was following him without his notice.

'Oh!! Thank you so much' He took the phone from her but sadly returned it immediately.

'What happened?' She asked blinking her cute little eyes. 'You need not to pay for it' she added cutely.

'I.. I..don't remember anyone's number' He said innocently as she burst out into laughter and he looked at her with a hint of annoyance.

'You...are...so...dumb' she said in between her laughter. 'Aren't you? You are too stupid to leave your bike keys here and run behind that thief moreover on top of it you don't even remember anyone's number..' Her laugh became even more harder.

'Yes..I am a fool and a loser enough to get cheated...fine?' He said sharply with agony and moved away.

His words had an immediate impact making her understand the deep pain in his words and somewhere she felt bad for her act. She saw him disappearing in the darkness of night and she ran before him to catch up with his pace.

'Hi...I'm Nisha and I am sorry for...' she said forwarding her hand apologizing him.

'Rahul..' He replied coldly cutting her off in the middle and walked away without giving her a handshake. She stood there feeling bad by his cold expressions and rude behavior.

'Thank you Nisha for lending me your phone' his voice interrupted her thoughts as he took a moment to thank her and continued walking.

Nisha let out a small smile and started following his back again.

'Why are you following me?' He turned back questioning her.

'No..I am not' she giggled at his annoyed face.

Rahul felt something fishy as this complete stranger girl who was following him till the bus stop, without wasting any second he got into the bus and as he expected she got in too, following his back.

'Where to?' Bus conductor asked Rahul who was lost somewhere and was not sure where to head as he lost all his penny in that mere stolen jacket.

'Two tickets to Juhu' Nisha said paying both their fares as he looked at her carrying millions of questions on his face.

'That's ok. I know you lost your money, Don't worry' she said understanding his curiosity.

'Thanks again' He replied.

'I don't need your thanks...' she said.

'Then what?' He gave a questioning look.

'How about a cup of coffee with me?'

'Now?' He looked at his watch it was past 12. 'Okay' He agreed without any further choice.

'So, tell me about you' Nisha asked him sipping onto her hot hot coffee. The best coffee which can be had only on deserted roadsides.

'Why?' Rahul said with same cold expression.

'Just like that!' she replied.

'No need of it..' He cut her off.

'What will she do knowing my past as this is my last day on this earth, Oh!! Last night actually' - he thought.

Rahul started observing her more cautiously now. A girl who was sitting right next to him dressed up elegantly in a party wear enjoying her cup of coffee to the eternity had an amazing power of attracting anyone to her but he could also feel the concealed realities of her in front of this fake world.

'Hey...look there' she screamed out harder bringing him out of his thoughts and pointed to a bike which was actually his, parked under the old demolished bridge.