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• Being His Fangirl    CHAPTER : 06

  ~AntaraArhaan was busy in gathering the pebbles. He kept throwing them and I joined him lately. We challenged each other of throwing to a bigger distance. But, both of us knew that, we couldn't see where the stones fell. From the top of the mountain, they might be fall in the river flowing under the mountain or maybe they melted inside the air to make their tune.Music - that connected me with Arhaan. He was a musician and I was an audience. He was a rockstar and I was his fangirl. But the common thing between us was our love for music. It was magical, divine and serene. He loves to create music and I loves to listen it. Without a artist, art had no existence. And without an art lover, artist had no existence. Music is that string, which connected me with Arhaan."Arhaan!" I uttered his name after a moment of silence prevailed between us. We were still standing at the top of the mountain, and looking down, there was onl

• Being His Fangirl    CHAPTER : 05

  ~AntaraIt was a sunny day. The warm rays in the month of December had its own role to make the day beautiful, but I was thrilled only by the idea of seeing Arhaan in front of me. I stole another glance of him to confirm that it was not a dream. He spared me weird look, while I gave him a toothy grin.After driving continuously for one hour and forty five minutes, according to my lead, we reached at the out skirts of the city. That's when I asked Arhaan to stop the car. We were at the end of the city - at a hill station.We came down and Arhaan looked at me. While I was too busy in inhaling the air. The air smelled too nice, as if it contained the smell of vanilla. I closed my eyes and opened my arms widely to feel the freshness."Antara!" Arhaan called, but I ignored him. Yes, he was my favorite ro

• Being His Fangirl    CHAPTER : 04

  ~ArhaanI went to a nearby society and took an apartment in rent for a month. I was not sure about how much days I was going to stay there. But that place was peace to my hectic life. I stayed there in disguise. I requested the apartment owner and secretary to keep my identity as a secret. By God's grace, there children turned out to be my fans. So autographs made my work easier.I was always scolded by Mom due to my bad handwriting. I so wanted her to be present there at that time to see the value of my one signature. Bangalore was a busy city. People ran here like a machine to earn money. But still, they craved for music. I was thankful to the owner for allotting an apartment for me at a short notice only. In exchange, he requested me to sing live for his daughter.I was more than glad to accept his offer. Music was my love, my passion and my life. And when I found people's love for my music, my heart flutt

• Being His Fangirl    CHAPTER : 03

  ~Antara~"The music volume was too high. The neighbours were going to complain for sure." I muttered coming out from the washroom. There was loud music coming from my side apartment. Though I was a music lover, but not our neighbouring peoples. They always had a complain, even if I played the music in a normal sound. Whoever was playing, must be a new neighbour in the side apartment.Holding the towel in my hand, I posed in front of the mirror. Ahh... The smell of wet hair!I was not a self obsessed girl. But I only loved my hairs, when they were wet. The only time, they stayed in a perfect shape. Well, I had a curly... No... Not much curly but wavy hair. And the favourite time pass of their was to be tangled with each other or with other things, like my pen, eyeglass or sometimes even they gave spaces to vegetables like lady finger to hang themselves. And another best talent about them was their mood. In dry

• Being His Fangirl    CHAPTER: 02

  ~Arhaan~??Kyun desh-bidesh phire maaraWhy do You roam countries in a bad shapeKyun haal-behaal thaka haaraWhy are You in such a tired and bad conditionKyun desh-bidesh phire maaraWhy do You roam countries in a bad shapeTu raat-biraat ka banjaraYou have become a wanderer of nightsO Nadaan Parindey ghar aajaO Naive Bird, Come back homeGhar aaja... Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja aa aaCome back homeNaadan Parinde ghar aajaNaive Bird, Come back homeSau dard badan pe phele hainThere are a hundred wounds on Your bodyHar karam ke kapde mele hainEvery deed You have done has left Your clothes dirty&nbs

• Being His Fangirl    CHAPTER :01

  "From the day, Almighty has decided to create my existence, I am bind with you. The reason behind my birth is to love you. I eat food, drink water, inhale oxygen, only to be alive to love you unconditionally, without any reason and without any kind of expectation. I sleep only to get your dreams at night. My days starts, dreaming about you and ends, listening to your songs. In the world where life is a intigration of birth and death, you are the only constant of my life. Long story in short, you may be the rockstar for the world, but for me you are my world. I love you Arhaan Malhotra. I love you so much." Antara said while looking deep inside his hazel brown eyes which were her favourite ocean to drown into. She could hear the smooth violin tune in her surroundings when his intense gaze matched with her. Damn those eyes.. They were in their most beautiful view, when he looked directly into her eyes. Her thoughts halted when Arhaan hold her s