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At books and beans cafe....

It was the rush hours of the morning and the whole cafe was fully packed with people of different age groups.....there were teenagers along with their gangs shrieking and laughing their hearts out.....office employes waiting for their morning dose of caffeine.....and eldery people talking about this generation kids and their own......

If you are thinking that it was very abnormal for a cafe to have such huge number of people then you havent see it on friday nights.....you would have been spellbound if you did....

Truly this cafe must have something special in its coffee that it managed to attract every age group of people.....right....?

Or.....maybe the mere ritual of manik malhotra performing every friday night on one of his own composition was what made the cafe so popular.........

Either way the one that benefited the most out of this was cabir dhawan the very much sucessful owner of books and beans cafe.....who.....right now was standing near the entrance with his hands on hips burning holes on the way a certain someone daily walks through.......

He was currently making plans for his perfect murder attempt when the to-be victim came into his view.......and surely he wasnt too happy seeing that certain someone walking casually towards him.....

Making a very pissed off face.....he finally roared " manik......tu firse late......tujhe pata hai na......abhi rush hour hai....and everyone is too busy yaar.....where were you till now....tu theek tho hai na........? "

Seeing his friends worried face manik felt guilty for making him worry " sorry yaar.....vo you know na niyonika......"

Listening the witch's name cabir understood what might have happened......he quickly apologised " sorry yaar ek min keliye main uss chudail ke bare main bhul gaya tha......aur tu sorry mat bol.....tera koi fault nahi hai is main......"

Manik smiled at his friend's understanding and spoke " thanks yaar.....its just too depressing to live in the same house as them......"

Cabir looked at him sympathetically and said " why dont you come live in my house manik......"

Listening him manik sighed and spoke " cabirrr not again yaar......listen you know na....i dont want to be a burden on you...."

" burden.....are you kidding me manik malhotra......look out of all the people you can never be a burden....kyuki aaj jo kuch bhi mere paas hai na......its all due to you.....agar tum nahi hote tho mera cafe kholne ka dream...tho dream hi rehta......so dont you dare call your self a burden... samjhe....." cabir spoke with a deathly glare.......

Manik gulped his saliva but quickly composed himself and protested " ok fine.....but you need to understand ki you are married now....i visit your house atleast twice a month....aur isse zyada itrude karna....i know you wont have any problem but i know navya would feel uncomfortable so please.........."

Listening to him cabir was speecheless......how can this guy be so selfless that apartment in which cabir and navya were currently living was brought together by both manik and cabir.......it was manik's initial years of learning music and both niyonika and rakesh were hell bent on opposing his dream so he saved every penny and brought that house to have his own space......

From then on both buddies used to live there together.....but it all changed 6 months back when cabir married navya......he and navya were childhood sweethearts..... after 3 years of dating they decided to get married.....after marriage navya started living with them.....initially they decided to adjust toghter but with time it started to be difficult......manik had no fixed time of getting back due to his previous job which was working as a bartender which was greatly disliked by navya....and this resulted in some petty fights between cabir and her.......and the fact that cabir and navya were newlywed who needed their privacy was also prominent.....

So one day suddenly manik decided that he would go back to living with his mother.... he declared the same to cabir by giving him a petty excuse that may be his mother will understand his dream......cabir agreed with him but a part of him was guilty because he knew that manik was leaving not because of niyonika but because of navya......because he dint want to create any problems between them......

Though cabir wanted to stop his friend he knew that navya wont agree........one side it was his friend and the other side his love...both were important to him.....he knew manik will suffer if he lives with his mother but he couldnt stop him as that will make navya angry..... so all he could do was be thankful to manik for understanding his situation......

Frankly speaking manik dint need to give up his house to them......he dint need to care for the daily fights happening between cabir and navya......he could have ignored everything as he too was suffering......and he had enough on his share to think about any other person.....like any other person he too should have followed the universal mantra of ignorance is bliss.......

But no......he was different....he understood how it was like to fight with your family......he understood lonliness like no other....and he dint want any other person to go through the same hell......

Cabir once again thanked him and they moved inside to get their work started.....

Just like any other normal day....they managed to wrap up the work....manik just like every other friday performed on one of his compostions.....feeling the music...and smiling brightly.....

music..... it was the only thing that gave him peace.....when ever he played he felt immense bliss and all the tiredness of the day wore off by the time the song was finished...

You see thats the magic in music....no matter how tierd you are it can wear off your tierdness and refresh your senses.....music is the language of heart.....it can convey our emotions better than words.....no matter the age group every person can be connected through music......

And that was what manik was doing....he was pouring his heart out.....letting people feel his pain....his anguish.......his feelings......which were mirroring the audiences emotions....his tune was comforting while the lyrics were heart breaking.....it was a bitter sweet proportion which was overwhelming the others.......

He was too imersed in music to notice a pair of eyes looking at him intensely sitting in a black tinted car surrounded by huge bulky bodyguards.....the person was gazing at him with twinkling eyes......looking at him with interest and slight caution....he looked too much affected by the song but he made no move to come out of the car.....after the song was ended the stranger looked at the cafe name and then gave one last glance to manik and then the car sped off.........

Hearing the loud claps manik opened his eyes and looked at everyone giving them a shy smile before sliding his guitar and leaving the cafe after bidding bye to cabir.......

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