Rockstar - IX

Chapter: The End

Sahana left the college, as she hated Rahul for all that happened. Rahul went inside a nutshell. He stopped playing guitar and singing, concentrated on his studies. Five years have gone by since he took over the family business and now he ended up in nothing. He lost everything in life. He went to his favourite bar to drink, on the way back to his home, he saw the park where he spent most of his life, and so he went inside the park and sat on the same bench he used to sit in his college days. He looked all over the park, “Memories!” He said to himself, slipped into it and slept there on the bench.

Somebody patted on his back and asked, “Hello Rahul. Are you okay?”

He opened his eyes slightly, turned back and saw a dimmed image. He cleared his view, “Sahana…” he exclaimed.

Sahana said that she read Ramya’s diary and she could not digest her suicide. Later she realized that Rahul was not the sole reason for her suicide, and she also heard about Rahul through his personal assistant and came down to Chennai to meet him. They spoke for hours.

“Are you married?” Rahul asked after an hour’s talk.

“I am still waiting for my Rockstar to come back in my life.” She said.

Rahul scratched his beard and said, “I hate this unclean stubble. I should shave soon.”

Epilogue

Rahul gave up his family business. He joined his band again and became a Rockstar! Rahul and Sahana married happily.

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Rockstar - VIII

Chapter: Kahani me twist

“I am too tired to drive. Shall we start in the morning, maybe by ten or eleven?” Rahul asked Ramya and Sahana. Ramya whispered in Sahana’s ears. Sahana whispered back and laughed.

“What? Why both of you are laughing?”

They both laughed again. “We are devising a methodology to rape you. Please wait.” Ramya whispered again into Sahana’s ears.

“I believe his clean shaven look bowled me over. Or maybe his singing or his looks or his…” Ramya giggled. Then she said, “I am in love with you Rahul!”

“But I am in love with this silent killer…her character, patience, eyes, voice and everything that makes her the girl she is. I love you so much Sahana!” Rahul went down on one knee. Sahana was surprised because even she thought that he would fall for Ramya – the peacock eyed beauty – the heart-breaking machine.

“Stop kidding Rahul.” Ramya burst out in frustration.

“I am serious Ramya. I am in love with Sahana.” Rahul said.

“Be serious Rahul.” Ramya had tears in her eyes.

“Ramya, I always saw you as my close friend. I never crossed that limit. But the love I developed with Sahana is…” Before Rahul could complete, Ramya jumped out the window of the room.

Rahul and Sahana rushed to the lift, only to find that it was not working. They ran down the stairs from the seventh floor to the reception, and then out of the hotel, only to see Ramya lying unconscious bleeding to death. Rahul carried her in hands to nearby hospital. She was admitted in ICU in critical condition.

Twenty hours later, doctors confirmed that Ramya is no more. Rahul and Sahana informed Ramya’s parents about her death. They broke down. Rahul drove Sahana and Ramya’s corpse to Chennai, where her funeral took place.

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Rockstar - VII

Chapter: Concert

By the time, they reached the hotel, Ramya and Sahana was in deep sleep. Rahul tried to wake them up and half succeeded, as Sahana woke up. With the help of her, he moved the luggage to room and he himself lifted Ramya in his arms, and helped her to room.

“Thank you Sweetheart,” Ramya murmured in half sleep, cutting her short, and Sahana said, “We will come to the concert. Go and get some sleep.” Her voice clearly conveyed her angriness.

Rahul joined his team in the stadium, slept for a couple of hours, and then he started playing his guitar. He sounded so divine and the team practised all day.

“Hey what’s that on your face?” Rahul asked one of his teammates Samar.

“Five O’clock Shadow dude…it’s rocking no?” Samar asked excited.

“Dude, I hate that unclean stubble. Go get rid of it before the show.” Rahul yelled at Samar and his face became small. He had no choice as his teammates gave him two choices – either clean-shave or leave.

“All set to rock the evening.” Rahul said. His teammates clapped. Sahana and Ramya joined them as well.

“Hey hero good luck!” Ramya said hugging him tight.

Sahana stretched her hands and said, “I know you will rock!” He hugged her tight. She moved out of his hold smiling.

The show started at around seven in the evening and as expected they rocked!

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Rockstar - VI

Chapter: Chatterbox

After a half-an-hour break, they started to Bangalore. Ramya sat in the front seat, as Sahana slept comfortably in the back seat.

“You look damn smart!” Ramya said to Rahul.

“Thank you dear!” Rahul said

“To say the truth, you are damn sexy. I feel like kissing you.” Ramya came close to Rahul and implanted a kiss on his cheeks.

“Yet another girl kissed the Rockstar.” He put his tongue out, but deep inside his heart, he was happy as his clean shaven look bowled her over.

“Yet another girl? What’s the count?” Ramya asked curiously.

“I think close to one thousand. Maybe more, or may not be…” Rahul chuckled.

Ramya burned in anger. “One thousand girls…and you are saying maybe more. Uff!” After a short pause, she added, “How many girls have you slept with?”

“I haven’t slept with any woman. Trust me. I am still a virgin. Those one thousand girls is the count from my childhood and most of them are aunties and my fans.” He said, she stared at him, and he added more spice to it. “I am still an eligible bachelor.”

“I believe you.” She said rolling her eyes.

“Trust me Ramya. I am not a person who sleeps with all the girls. I am still waiting for my angel. I wish to find her soon.” The honesty in his words reflected in the eyes.

“I trust you.” She said. And the chat continued till she slept.

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Rockstar - V

Chapter: The Travel

“What’s the time now?” Ramya asked, angrily.

“Well…my watch is not working. I am sorry.” Rahul said, as usual, carelessly.

“You dog, cat, rat…We’ve been waiting here for the past ten minutes. Don’t you know it is unsafe for girls to wait outside at night?” Ramya frowned at Rahul.

Rahul opened the car door, went to Ramya and hugged her. “Sorry babe. I was buying gifts for Sahana and you.”

Sahana cooled down. Sahana and Ramya got into car smiling. Rahul gifted chocolate boxes, t-shirts of his band and hats to Ramya and Sahana. They thanked him.

“At what time we will be reaching Bangalore.” Sahana asked in a husky voice.

“We should reach Bangalore by two or three in the morning. I have booked a room in a five star hotel close to the concert stadium.”

“Only one room,” Sahana small eyes bulged bigger and her hands shivered.

“Yes, only one room. What’s the problem?” Rahul gave a quizzical smile.

“How can we stay with a guy?” Sahana asked literally having tears in her eyes.

“Chill babe. I am not going to hit on you guys.” Rahul bit his lips.

“But,” Sahana said, cutting her short, Ramya said, “We are okay. Anyway make sure you are not raped by us.”

Rahul burst into laughter and said, “I booked that room for you. I have a dedicated room in the stadium.” He put his tongue out.

Sahana looked at him, as if she wants to have him for dinner again. Ramya whispered in Rahul ears that his clean shaven looked bowled her over. And they both laughed at Sahana and she buried her face inside the t-shirt blushing, as she was caught. By that time, they reached Vellore Bus Depot, and Rahul stopped the car for the loo break.

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Rockstar - IV

Chapter: Concert

“Ms Virgin, I am going to perform in a live concert in Bangalore tomorrow. Do you like to join?”

Ramya looked at Sahana and asked, “Are you coming with us?”

Rahul replied to Ramya, “She said okay already.”

“What? Are you sure?” Ramya said.

“Yes Ramya. Sahana is performing with me.” Rahul said.

Ramya was shocked and upset. “But you never said this to me!” A teardrop fell from her left eye, “You guys cheated me. Okay, I am not coming.” She stared at Sahana angrily.

“Chill babe. It’s a lie. I met her in canteen this morning. I asked if both of you are willing to join. She said okay if you are coming. Nothing else happened. I just tried to pull your legs.”

Sahana laughed, I too, and Ramya smiled with tears in her eyes. “Okay, let’s meet tonight at 10 PM outside our hostel. We will fly in my car.” Rahul said.

“Okay. But I am not coming.” Ramya said. Rahul gave a quizzical smile. “I am not coming with an old man.” Ramya added.

“Oh…that stubble? I was bit busy practising for the concert.”

She still gave that look. “You know right I hate that unclean stubble…then?” After a pause Rahul added, “Okay…okay, I am going to salon now.”

Her lips curved a little and then yes. Sahana said, “Okay hero. Let’s meet at 10 PM”

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Rockstar - III

Chapter: Friends

“Okay, let’s be friends.” Rahul said to Ramya and Sahana. Sahana smiled, Ramya replied, “Friends right? Then buy us ice-creams.” *Tongue out*

“Sure. Let’s go to canteen then.”

“No canteen business Rahul. Let’s go to Shona." (A famous ice cream parlour in Chennai)

“Okay, let’s go then.” He drove the car to Shona. Ramya sat in the front seat, while Sahana sat in the back seat. Her long face told that she is upset of Ramya. So to cheer up, Rahul asked, “What’s your favourite flavour Sweetie…Sahana?”

Her face lit up by a smile from his heart. “My…” Sahana said, Ramya, cutting her short, and said, “She does not have any favourite flavour and all. She will any eat anything.”

“And you?”

“I love strawberry. You know why, it looks like my lips. In college, my classmates call me strawberry lips.” She narrated a short bio of her lips and hips, which was cut short by a car that buzzed away in the intersection. Luckily, Rahul applied the brake at the right time.

After a minute of silence, Ramya asked, “Do you like moustache?"

“Nah, I hate moustache. In fact, I hate that unclean stubble.”

“Oh, okay. I like clean men!” Ramya said. *Tongue out*

By that time, they reached Shona. “Order please!” Rahul said looking into Sahana’s eyes.

“Butterscotch,” Sahana said, turning to Ramya, Rahul asked, “Strawberry for Ms Strawberry lips right?”

“Of course strawberry, for the most beautiful girl here,” Ramya replied, and he ordered.

“Am I right? Ms no?” Sahana laughed closing her lips. She looked cute.

“Hehe I am still a virgin.” Ramya Said. He laughed as everybody there heard what she said, which she realised a bit later, after everybody looked at her in a different way. And from then they became good friends.

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Rockstar - II

Chapter: Introduction

“He is super cute.” Sahana said to Ramya.

“Those flat six-pack aps, those broad muscled arms, that dimpled cheeks, those childlike cute pair of eyes, and his clean shaven look bowled me over completely…he is my dream boy.” Ramya said.

“Hello… I too like him. Let’s see to whom he is going to fall in love. Till then, he is a public property.” Sahana and Ramya, the most beautiful girls of the college, fought with each other for a place in Rahul’s heart.

Rahul, a guitarist, the heartthrob of the college having six-packs, and dimpled cheeks, met Sahana and Ramya, his college juniors, in the park when they were fighting with each other for him.

“Hi… By the way, I am Rahul.”
“Hi, I am Sahana. I am Ramya…Ramya, I am a good singer,” they said nervously.
“Come let’s jog.” He said. They joined him.
“How is it going?”

“Sir, you are an amazing singer. Sir, actually, I like you so much!” Sahana said, her lips curved, and she blushed.

“Rahul, I saw you playing guitar. You are just amazing. I have fallen in love with you.” Ramya shot like a fully loaded pistol.

“Uff… Now, I have to add two more girls to the list. I am sick of this.” Rahul said.

“Sir…” Sahana tried to speak, and Ramya said, “Chill senior. Let’s be friends first. Shall we?”

He stretched his hand to handshake with her, and then to Sahana. They continued to jog, as they spoke about their school life, likes, dislikes, etc., and they left the park after the jogging session.

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Rockstar - I

Chapter: Memories

“Sir, we lost the deal.” H

Chapter: Memories

“Sir, we lost the deal.” His PA said to Rahul. Rahul raised his head up, his eyes filled with tears, and he scratched his beard and said, “That’s not new for us.”

“Sir, I am quitting my job.”

“But, this is new to me,” Rahul hugged him for one last time, after which his PA left the office thanking him for all good that he has done so far.

“Maybe, I am born to lose.” Rahul said to himself. He puts his coat on and walked to his favourite bar, where he was welcomed by the barman. He sat on one of the high stools, and ordered a whisky shot. The barman brought him his favourite whisky brand on the rocks. He thanked him. Sipping it little by little, he travelled down his memory lane. All old golden memories flashed before his eyes – his college days, his six-pack body, and the clean-shaven look and of course, Ramya and Sahana. He smiled and signalled the barman to repeat the order. This happened for ten times, by that time the bar was closed, so he was asked to leave.

Walking on the way back to his home, he saw the park where he spent most of his life, and so he went inside the park and sat on the same bench he used to sit in his college days. He scratched his beard and said, “I hate this unclean stubble. I should get a clean shaven look soon.”

He looked all over the park, “Memories!” He said to himself and slipped into it.

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is PA said to Rahul. Rahul raised his head up, his eyes filled with tears, and he scratched his beard and said, “That’s not new for us.”

“Sir, I am quitting my job.”

“But, this is new to me,” Rahul hugged him for one last time, after which his PA left the office thanking him for all good that he has done so far.

“Maybe, I am born to lose.” Rahul said to himself. He puts his coat on and walked to his favourite bar, where he was welcomed by the barman. He sat on one of the high stools, and ordered a whisky shot. The barman brought him his favourite whisky brand on the rocks. He thanked him. Sipping it little by little, he travelled down his memory lane. All old golden memories flashed before his eyes – his college days, his six-pack body, and the clean-shaven look and of course, Ramya and Sahana. He smiled and signalled the barman to repeat the order. This happened for ten times, by that time the bar was closed, so he was asked to leave.

Walking on the way back to his home, he saw the park where he spent most of his life, and so he went inside the park and sat on the same bench he used to sit in his college days. He scratched his beard and said, “I hate this unclean stubble. I should get a clean shaven look soon.”

He looked all over the park, “Memories!” He said to himself and slipped into it.

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