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Kehte hai ki shuruat acchi hoti hai....a new begining is some thing that brings positivity in our life...but why do people forget that a begining of something new also signifies the end of some thing.....some thing that was maybe once dear to us....

Some beginning may be good.....but some might just be our way of running from the past....and these kind of beginings are the most terrifying as we are truly not moving on with our lives....it just means that we stopped living and are just existing.....

We may be able to convince ourselves to begin anew....give a fresh start to our life but a part of us will still be struck in the past...reliving the memories......the same past which gave us a few good memories to cherish and some nightmares to experience....

No matter how much that person tries he / she will never be a whole again....

Drip..

Drip....drip.....

The little droplets of rain were streaming down the  window blurring the bustling roads from the man leaning on the wall watching the traffic sipping his piping hot early morning coffee....

The man continued to look outside the window savouring the moment of tranquility until it got broken by a rude knock on the door....he shook his head lightly with a sad smile on his face and muttered " time to go back to hell manik....."

He opened the door smiling widely only to recieve a full proof scowl back...the gleam in his eyes dimmed a little but he still maintained the smile...maybe he should really start getting used to his mother's contempt about him and his way of living......

The 52 year old lady in front of him looked exactly like him....even their eyes were similar.....except that her eyes contained her hatered , disgust and dissatisfaction which she obviously dint try to hide......

" the break fast is ready....you can have or else your brother will come running and will accuse us that we dont even feed you now....." she spat out each word with disgust and turned to leave complaing to herself.......

" after all that is the only thing he knows apart from being a free loader and unemployed.....when will god relieve us of this burden......"

Manik stood still with his head bent down and hands clenched into fists...what is he doing...manik malhotra dont let her words effect you....remember you are used to this......she doesnt effect you manik.....she doesnt......

He shook his head to clear his thoughts and stepped back into the room to take a shower.......

Post shower he was dressed in his casuals...he hung his guitar on one shoulder and left to the dining area.....

" finally his majesty has decided to grace us with his presence..welcome... please sit....." rakesh sharma uttered sarcastically.....he was seated on the head chair with niyonika to the right and tanya his daughter to the left....

Manik just quitely sat on his chair beside tanya and kept his guitar to the side....tanya ignored his presence and continued to chat with niyonika about her college friends and the new fashion trends......

Rakesh sharma noticed the guitar and finally lost it....

" you...how dare you....havent you given up already....stop this nuisance once and for all....i will not tolerate this in my house.....do you get that......"

Listening to his shout tanya flinched as she was never used to see him yelling...while manik was still calmly having his dinner used to the shouts......

Seeing tanya scared niyonika placed her hand on rakesh's shoulder to calm him.....watching her getting all concerned manik felt miserable...he suddenly remembered the decision he made 5 years ago when his mother announced the news of her marriage with rakesh......

His brother was against her marriage....the day of their mother's wedding his brother decided to move out of the house and live in LA ....while he even after numerous pleadings did not agree to leave with his brother and insisted on staying with his mother......as he was afraid that she may not be able to fit in.....

But....who would have thought that he would become the outcast in his mother's life...infact the way she fit in her new family was quite surprising......it was like she was always a part of them......but he.....he eventually became a black spot in her life......truly said...a step father will always bring a step mother in your life......

" rakesh calm down....you are scaring doll....." niyonika spoke.....

" then what should i do.....your son he doesnt do any work......at 30 years of age he is still unemployed....he left the job in his dad's company and is now wasting his time on this guitar nonsense.....tell me niyo....why should i tolerate his nuisance in my house....for gods sake this is my house not an orphanage that anyone can live off us......." rakesh yelled and got up from his seat and left to his room......

Niyonika followed after him not before looking at manik with anger in her eyes.....tanya looked at manik and shook her head as if pitying him....

" so this time also.....are you going to pretend like all this never happended......for once listen to our words....and find a job....at least you will be able to live here......i wonder when you will stop being a burden on us......humph...." tanya spoke and she too left to her room.....

Manik looked at the now empty dining table and then at his guitar....his dad's guitar....he was sure his mother would have forgotten about the guitar......but how could he....it was his dad's last memory....it was the only thing that was connecting him to his dad....his only family.....

He loved music from childhood...he and his father aman malhotra used to listen to old songs every weekend...... but he never felt the need to learn music....and after his dad's death he never went back to listening them....he never got the courage to listen to them alone....but only after he came across his dad's secret room which was filled with musical instruments and different unfinshed song compositions that it hit him that his father was a musician......

The reason he felt connected to music like no other was because music was in his blood......the symphony was his very being.....and so after finding his dad's secret wish he made it his life's goal to fullfil the same...

The next day he resigned his postion as the managing director of his dad's company and left to learn music.....

From then on his brother was the one handling their buisness while he was a small time performer at books and beans cafe.......

His life was not simple...he was a strugling musician and he never even got the chance to audition for a music album.....but still he never lost hope...he knew one day or the other he will be living his dad's dream...no matter how many people oppose....he will not give up on this.....never....

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