《Living My Fantasy》2.How it Started
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Today is Saturday that means Holiday!
I woke up as late as I could. Later, I was watching T.V when someone called my name.
"Hellooo Warishaaa!" I turned and jumped on the person.
"Ameeeeera! So nice to see you monster!" I greeted my cousin.
"Ouch...ouch...get off me!" she said while slapping me on my back and I let go off her.
"Whatcha doing? " she asked as she took my phone and rolled her eyes.
"Why did you roll your eyes?"
"Seriously girl? You can have other things too as your wallpaper. Why it's always Sanam?"
"My phone. My wish."
"Do you know anything about him?" She asked me as if she was challenging me and I mentally smirked.
"Anything? " I laughed "Almost everything "
"Aha?" She raised her brows.
"Try me."
She nodded and started doing something on my phone; I guess searching what she will ask.
"His first movie song?"
I laughed at her question and answered it "Dhat teri ki... seriously? This easy question. Come on you can do better."
"His favorite band?"
"He doesn't listen to music much, but when he did. Kailasa was his favorite. "
"You have replaced his sentence, girl!"
"Listen to him once..and then you will know."
"O really?"
"Yeah."
"What was his first song which you heard and how this madness started?"
"Oh!" I said so dramatically as I was telling her how I met my prince charming, and she also gave her most dramatic expression as she was so keen to hear it. "I still remember the day...well night I was sitting in my room and then!" I lowered my voice, leaning in. "I heard his voice"
"Heard his voice? How?" She cut me off.
"I am coming to the point. Sshh!" I snarled at her and again started in my dramatical voice, "Lag jaa gale...coming from my brother's room." She nodded, indicating me to carry on.
"And then it was like magic! I followed the voice and reached my brother's room which was dimly lighted....Oh, Amy!"
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"Then?"
"Then?....when the song ended and I was free from his enchantment, I asked my brother whose voice was that, and he told me Sanam Puri."
"Oh."
"And then I asked him that who was on guitars and he said-"
"Samar Puri." She completed my sentence and I raised my eyebrows.
"He is so handsome. Isn't he?" She asked.
"I know he is." I agreed and continued with the list of his perfect feature, "Golden tanned skin, tall..."
"And those eyes and eyebrows. " She said dreamily, I coughed listening to her and she blushed realizing what she was doing.
"Awww....someone is blushing? " I teased her.
"What? " She dismissed me and started listening to the same song and a beautiful smile appeared on her face.
"He really does sing well." She commented while enjoying the music.
"I have the video too, if you...."
"Really! Yes yes! I want to!" She replied so happily as a child was offered a pile of chocolates.
I was laughing at her reaction as she was watching the video.
"Damn! he looks so hot in black! And that scarf is looking so sexy on Sanam. And the guy on drum..."
"That's Keshav." I pointed and she nodded. "And Venky." I told her before she asked me who was the guy on bass.
"You were so right! I am mesmerized by their music."
I gave her a I told you look.
We spent our time by sharing Music. "Give me some of their pictures, too." She commanded.
"Why? You can have other things as well." I mocked her.
"Offf! You are..... urgh!!" She sounded irritated
"What? Few minutes ago you were giving me lectures and now look." I teased.
Flipping her hair she replied, "Leave it. I'll download it myself. "
"Ha Ha.Good for you!" I tried to imitate her action but it was of no use.
"Your hair is not that long." She remarked in a mood to get back on track of teasing.
"I know!" I replied making a pout like a child, and she started laughing seeing me with that expression.
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"Oh! I love your hair. I wish I too had curls like you." She said as she raised her hand to touch my hair and I leaned back.
"Don't touch my hair!" I warned.
And just then my phone beeped.
"What's that?" I asked her.
"Instagram notification. Sanamstagram posted a photo?" She read out.
"What!" I cheered happily and took my phone from her. "Slow up girl!" She complained being astonished by my sudden excitement.
As I opened the picture I am sure my pupil must have dilated.
Oh! They are looking so cute!
"Oh.My.Gawd. Ameera just look at them." I showed her the pic.
"Cuteness overloaded." She commented.
"Do you always behave like this while drooling over them?" She asked and I smiled shyly in reply
"What will you do if you ever will meet them ?"
"I'll feel..... I don't know." I confessed.
I really don't know what I'm gonna do. Would I smile? Scream? Run and hug them? Or would just freeze at the sight of them? Who knows?!
"Any concert soon?"
"Yeah! but not here." I informed her sadly.
"Owh oh! Don't be sad. One day they will come here, too."
"I hope that, too." I nearly whispered and fell back on my bed. "They have been in so, so, so many countries and cities. When will they come here?" I said out loud and she shrugged her shoulder.
"You are saying as if when they'll come here, they are going to meet you personally. " She joked.
"Whatever....I want see them live! Hear them live! Want to see Samar flying! And so more!" I said excitedly.
"Just pray that your wish is fulfilled soon." she said as she rested her chin on her palm.
And I was lost again in the dreams which I see almost every night.
She moved her hand a good number of times to have my attention again.
"Come back to reality. "
"I...I...that.." I was so embarrassed of being caught daydreaming about meeting my love..I mean band.
"You are red!"
"Stop teasing me."
"You can blush? I didn't know that."
"Girl. This guys had made me feel the butterflies in my tummy." I said while biting my lips because there is no use of lying to your bestfriend.
"OMG! Are you in love or what?" She chuckled.
"Every fangirl thinks she is. So, do I. But lucky will be the one who would-" I paused taking in a deep breath, "You know, be his girl. Ouch! Even thinking about that makes my heart pain." I said clutching left side of my chest to make it more dramatic.
She laughed out loud, "You are crazy for them or better, for Sanam. "
Soft giggle and blushing cheeks were my reply.
"I wonder what they are doing now." I said as I was scrolling through their Official Page.
I rolled on my bed Jamming? Playing games or simply chilling?
MUMBAI
"Boys!" Ben, the manager of the band SANAM called after disconnecting a call and keeping his phone back in his pocket. Sanam paused his video game to look at his direction. Samar closed his dairy and kept it aside "Yeah?" The brothers said.
"Keshav? " Ben looked at Keshav and he replied "Okay..." keeping his phone aside.
"And where is Ven-"
"Right here!" Venky cut off Ben sir as he entered the room.
"What's new Ben?" Samar asked.
"Ready for another concert?" Ben asked happily.
"We always are!" Keshav exclaimed. "Yes, Ben! Always!" Sanam laughed.
"When and where?" Venky asked taking a seat beside Samar.
"Fifteenth of next month. " He answered. "In an auditorium of some sort of amusement park "
"And where?" Samar repeated the question curiously.
"Ben fast! I have to continue my game, too!" Sanam complained making everyone laugh at him.
"Shut it, Sanam!"
"I am at end of the level, I can't just shut it like that!" He explained, completely misinterpreting Keshav's words.
"Care to hear?" Ben interrupted.
"Oh yes, Ben. Reveal the city!" Keshav said excited.
"Fast." Sanam mouthed
Ben laughed and announced, "The city of joy!"
!! 😘
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