You Are The Password To My Life Part 4

Rohan logged on to his Gtalk once I went to sleep. He wanted someone with whom he could share his pain. More than that, he needed that one person who could support him in his decision to not let go.

He felt Virat was the one who would understand him well as he was waiting for his relations.h.i.+p to click.

They greeted each other and started chatting.

Rohan: 'I am losing the love of my life, slowly and painfully. You are lucky, my friend, that you have your best friend and your love by your side.'

Virat: 'Don't be so sad. You are not losing anything. It's her loss that she is going away from you.

And keep your hopes alive. Who knows, maybe she will change her mind?'

Rohan: 'I don't know. I am totally confused. I understand that going against your family is not easy but somewhere I feel there is some other reason behind it. I can somehow sense it.'

Virat: 'Relax. And never say that you are alone. I remember you mentioning something about your teacher who understands your feelings, right? '

Rohan: 'Riddhima. Yeah, she does. She really supports me and is really sweet.'

Virat: 'See, you have an option. Don't worry. Just chill. Plus you have me to count on as well. If you need anything or if you feel alone, just buzz me. I will be there.'

Rohan: 'Thanks. What's happening with you?'

Virat: 'Dude, I have my dance compet.i.tion coming up and I am super tense as I am the Shakti Kapoor of dancing.'

Rohan: 'Ha ha. Best of luck bro.'

Rohan logged out just when he received a call from Riddhima. She was worried about him and had called to see how he was doing. She wanted things to get back to normal between Rohan and Zoya as she wanted to see Rohan happy and his happiness lied in Zoya. When she came to know what had happened, she tried to lift his morale by telling him she'll be by his side, come what may.

'Rohan, I know this is not the right time to tell you this but I really care about you and can't see you like this. Smile for me, at least. Whenever you feel low, you will always find me holding your hand and walking with you,' Riddhima said expressing her feelings.

'I know and I am lucky to have you with me. I hope my life gets back on track soon. Love you for whatever you are doing for me,' Rohan said emotionally and hung up.

Riddhima prayed for Rohan's well-being and happiness.

Love surprises us in unexpected ways, in ways that are beyond our comprehension. It's never the sweet words or the mushy gifts that matter. What matters more are little things like caring about someone and not being able to sleep till you're sure that the one you love is safe and sound. On one side, there was Riddhima who really loved Rohan and wanted to live her life with him, and on the other hand there was Zoya who really loved Rohan but had ruined every possibility of a future with him.

Rohan was lonely and felt alone even when there were two girls in his life who really loved him. He cared about Zoya and trusted her completely. But he knew that when you completely trust a person with all your heart, you either get a friend for life or a lesson for life!

Then, there was Virat who loved Mahek and wanted to spend his entire life with her and there was Kavya who always stood by his side and was a really good friend to him. Rohan and Virat were not exactly the closest of friends, but knew that they had each other's backs. A relations.h.i.+p does not need promises, terms, and conditions. It just needs two wonderful people that click!

Life is Not Always Fair.

Mid-August, 2009.

The dance compet.i.tion at Biosis College was inching closer to its date. Mehak would've never agreed to dance with Virat if it wasn't for the fun they had been having lately. She knew that he wasn't really interested in the dance compet.i.tion, yet she decided to teach him the basics and teamed up with him.

Solo dance is comparatively easier compared to group dancing as it doesn't require co-ordination between two people and some mistakes can be overlooked. But in salsa, it was unacceptable for them to make even a minute error. Mahek wanted to win this compet.i.tion because it would've helped her move a step closer to fulfilling her dream. She was tense as the compet.i.tion was hardly a few days away and Virat was still not getting the moves right.

Mahek used to teach Virat salsa daily and they would practice endlessly to get the moves right at Virat's apartment. With each pa.s.sing day, his dancing improved but the chemistry between them was lacking as Virat was focusing more on the legs than the eyes. It had to be effortless dancing but it seemed as though he was 'forcing' his legs to move back and forth and he always had trouble knowing when to pause. Virat always made a mistake around beat four when he was supposed to pause.

'Virat, how many times have I told you to let your body loose while dancing? Don't be stiff. You keep committing the same mistake all over again and you are not concentrating on the pauses,' Mehak said irritably.

'What sort of a stupid dance form is this? Let me teach you the Nas.h.i.+k dhol dance. There are no pauses in it,' said Virat.

'Cla.s.sy people learn salsa while others do the naagin dance,' she shot back at him.

'Oh, please. Anyway, chuck it. Let's practice,' Virat said, keeping his hands on her waist.

'Move your right foot first. Imagine where you are standing as point 1, then point 2 is about a foot in front of you, and point 3 is about a foot behind you. Now move, rhythmically,' Mahek guided him as their eyes met.

They came closer as they danced to the point that they were almost touching each other. Their faces were so close that their lips almost met as well. Virat held her firmly by her waist and brought her even closer. He could feel her breath on his neck. Virat was about to lean in and kiss her when the bell rang.

Mehak regained her composure and pushed Virat away while his heart skipped a beat, the way it does when someone catches you watching p.o.r.n.

Virat opened the door to find Kavya standing in front of him.

'Kavya, you should have messaged me before coming,' Virat screamed.

'Shut up. I am not here to meet you. I have come to meet Mahek. Where is she?' she said walking inside the bedroom and continued, 'Oh, there you are! Mehak, I just asked the organizers when your is act. They told me you both will be performing third.'

Mehak's nervousness was clearly visible on her face. She was almost on the verge of crying because she knew how desperately she wanted to win the compet.i.tion. Virat could sense her tension and see the tears in her eyes as they stood there, staring at each other. He went closer to her and gave her a pat on the back, a.s.suring her that they would win the compet.i.tion, easily. He decided to get serious about winning the compet.i.tion since it mattered so much to her.

'Do you want to something to eat?' Virat asked both of them.

'What all do you have? I am really hungry,' Kavya replied.

'Oh, madam. This is not a hotel. It's my house.'

'Can you make Egg Bhurji for me?' Mehak said in a sweet voice.

'Yeah, yeah. He will. He is an awesome cook. You should taste him. I mean something made by him,'

Kavya teased.

Virat threw a pillow at her as he walked into the kitchen. Mehak looked down in awkwardness. As Kavya lay down on the bed, she noticed that Virat had cleaned his room and everything was in its place.

Kavya thought it odd as she had seen his room clean for the first time in her life. She was surprised to see this sudden change in him. She never missed an opportunity to pull his leg and now she would tease him all the more since she had the upper hand knowing Virat would keep his mouth sealed in front of Mahek.

'Mahek, you should have seen this room a few days back. It looked so s.e.xy,' Kavya said in a high pitch, making sure Virat heard her.

'Will you keep your mouth shut?' Virat shouted from inside.

Mahek was curious to know more and kept asking her how the room looked. Virat tried hard to keep her quiet but to no avail.

'This rope that's hanging above your head was previously being used to dry his underwear and dirty towels,' Kavya laughed.

'Ewww,' Mahek said making a face while Virat ran to the kitchen saying 'f.u.c.k off'.

They both started to tease him endlessly. Kavya gave fuel to fire by adding that the undergarments had holes in them. Mahek and Kavya were rolling on the floor with laughter, making fun of Virat. He was still in the kitchen listening to all the comments that both the girls were pa.s.sing. He couldn't take it anymore. The Egg Bhurji was ready and so was Virat. Instead of bringing plates from the kitchen, he brought a bucket of cold water from the washroom and spilled it on both of them.

'What the f.u.c.k! Are you crazy? I am not going to spare you now,' Kavya added and ran towards him to take revenge.

He ran into the hall where Kavya followed him while Mehak connected the pipe from the washroom and splashed water on him.

'Ok, stop! I'm sorry. Stop it. The electronic items will get wet,' Virat pleaded with both the girls pointing to his TV and speakers.

Mahek shut the tap, worried that they'd alarm the neighbour with their screaming and yelling. They took a deep breath and everyone smiled looking at each other. They eventually cleared the mess that they had created and changed into Virat's clothes. Virat served them the Bhurji and turned on the television.

'How's it?' he asked looking at the girls.

'It's yummy. I love the way it tastes. We get a similar tasting Bhurji at some place on FC road. I am crazy about it,' Mehak said licking her fingers.

'It's seriously good,' Kavya added.

Virat glanced at Mahek and caught her looking back at him. He was pleased to know that she liked his cooking. They exchanged smiles with each other. There was something that held them together.

Something that made them better together. Something that made them more than just friends.

But with all the fun that the trio had together, somewhere in their minds, there was also the pressure of winning the compet.i.tion. Virat decided that he would take the compet.i.tion seriously for the entire week and practice hard so that Mahek could reach closer to her dream. Her dream and pa.s.sion was his now.

When you set your heart on something and put all your efforts into making your dream turn into a reality, nothing can stop you from achieving it. Virat practiced hard the entire week as he knew how important the win was to Mahek. With each pa.s.sing day, he even mastered the foot movements and his pauses perfectly. It wasn't surprising that with each pa.s.sing day Virat and Mahek not only coordinated well physically, they were connected in their minds too. You meet a person and instantly know that you're going to be best friends with that person. Just because you're a grown up doesn't mean that you don't need someone to confide in. In fact, amid the complexities of life, you need that special person to share your life with. But the important thing to remember is that there should be a sense of mutual respect and indefinite care for each other.

Just the thought of asking her to be a part of his life made him s.h.i.+ver. Moreover, due to Mahek's nervousness, even Virat was feeling uneasy. The compet.i.tion was hardly a day away and the pressure of performing well and winning made him nervous. He feared that if they lost the compet.i.tion, he may lose Mahek forever. He feared that if they didn't perform well, Mahek would stop talking to him and they will cease to be even friends. He feared Mahek would end up regretting letting him dance with her.

This fear and the nervousness made him take a drastic step. He made up his mind to meet with the seniors who were competing with them. He didn't know them personally, but thought of interacting with them once before the compet.i.tion. His big idea was to plead with them one night before to let them win. At that point, he was willing to do anything to win the compet.i.tion as well as Mahek's heart.

After dinner, he went to college alone without informing Kavya and Mehak about his plan. If he would have disclosed his plan to them, they would have never allowed him to proceed with it. Hence, he decided to go alone to the college auditorium where the seniors were practicing. With heavy steps, he walked towards the stage where a group of students were practicing their moves to the beats of the music. He stopped at the main door to the auditorium and thought once again whether he was doing the right thing or not, but his mind had taken over and he couldn't think of any other way of winning this compet.i.tion than plead with them. He was ready to pay any price for it. He walked through the darkness of the corridor and entered the auditorium. The main lights were on and there were a couple of groups who were practicing on stage. Some other students were just standing about and watching them dance.

He walked towards them with s.h.i.+vering legs. He was brave enough to have a talk with them, but was afraid about the outcome. What if they didn't agree? What if they told Mahek about his little stunt? He made his mind up; it was now or never.

'Yes, you there, mister. Any problem?' one of them asked Virat as he stood looking clueless in front of everyone.

'I wanted to confess something... I need a favour,' Virat stammered.

'What favour?'one of the girls asked.

There were around four girls and five guys in front of him out of which a couple of them were practicing while the others were seated.

'I'm in love with a girl and I need to win the salsa compet.i.tion for her,' Virat stated, avoiding all eye contact with them.

'So how can we help you?'

'I want you to lose tomorrow and I'm ready to do anything in return. Whatever you ask for. But let me win tomorrow. I really love her and I can't live without her. Please, For you it is just a compet.i.tion but for me it is...'

Before Virat could finish the sentence, he received a huge blow on his face from one of the guys. The next moment Virat was lying on the floor, bleeding from his lips.

'Why are you...I am just requesting...Did I...' he stammered.

No sooner had he managed to get up that he received another punch from the other guy, but this time it was on his chest. The guy hit him so hard that he fell cras.h.i.+ng on the floor.

'You're trying to act smart, haan? b.l.o.o.d.y loser. You want us to lose in front of you? You don't have the guts to prove your love by winning and you want us to lose for you. Ha ha,' one of the guys shouted post kicking him in the stomach.

'f.u.c.k off, you cheapo,' the girl screamed and asked him to get lost.

Everyone teased him and made fun of him. No one would have ever agreed to lose, no matter how much he pestered. One of the students was kind enough to get him some water. Virat refused and left the auditorium, wounded and weak. With each lie that you come up with, you change the nature of your relations.h.i.+p. Virat had not only lied to his love but even to his best friend, and now he felt nothing but heartbroken and guilty. After practicing so hard for a week, he should have trusted himself and his dancing capability. He shouldn't have gone so far as to plead with the other contestants, but the fear of losing the love of his life had made him lose his mind.

It was D-day and Biosis College was all set for a dance compet.i.tion. One could sense the excitement that filled the entire auditorium and everyone was ready to set the stage on fire. Kavya was waiting for Virat and Mahek, arranging their costumes and taking care of other small things. She was equally nervous as she knew both of them had put a lot of effort in preparing for the compet.i.tion. She called Virat to confirm whether he had left for college or not.

'I am reaching in 10 minutes,' Virat said and disconnected the call.

He was worried because of the drama that had happened last night. He just hoped that all those present during the incident had kept their mouth shut and didn't go around gossiping about it. After returning home last night, he was not able to sleep and kept thinking about what he had done in a fit of panic and nervousness. Somehow, he regained his lost confidence because it was a matter of his selfrespect, dignity, and ego. He wanted to win this not only for Mahek but to prove that he was not a 'cheapo' as the girl had called him. He reached college and went straight backstage.

'What happened to you?' Kavya asked in a state of shock when she saw the cuts on Virat's lips.

'Nothing, just...'

'You got into a fight with someone? Tell me the truth, Virat,' she shouted in concern.

'I will tell you later. Where is Mahek?' Virat said trying to locate her.

'She has not reached yet,' Kavya replied.

Kavya could sense something fishy but didn't bother Virat too much so he remains focused on his performance. The show had begun but still there were no sign of Mehak. This worried her more. She asked her other friends and even some professors about her whereabouts but no one seemed to know where she was. Even her mobile phone was switched off. Virat searched for her in the entire campus but couldn't trace her anywhere. The first performers were already done and the second group came on stage. Luck favoured them as the judges announced they were going to take a short break after the second performance. This bought them some more time to locate Mehak.

'She must be stuck in traffic, it seems,' Virat comforted Kavya who was getting more furious with each pa.s.sing minute.

'Virat, something is wrong. Tell me what happened. Where is Mehak? Is she alright? Did anything happen to her last night?' Kavya panicked.

'It would be better if we looked for her rather than discussing about what happened yesterday. Do you have her parent's numbers?' Virat asked.

'No, I don't have their number. Wait, let me talk to the judges and see if they can reschedule our performance by giving us a new time slot.'

Kavya went to talk to the judges but despite trying her best, she failed to convince them. 'You don't get such opportunities everyday, and if you can't make the most of it, then I'm sorry, you don't even deserve to be here. I pity you, beta, but there's nothing we can do,' said one of the judges.

Kavya returned with a sad look on her face. Virat was still trying to convince the judges, making excuses, but to no use. You always realize the value of something after you lose it. Virat couldn't digest the fact that it was going to end this way. Mehak and Virat had grown close because of the dance compet.i.tion and now the reason he had taken up dance in the first place was nowhere to be found.

Kavya couldn't believe Mehak didn't turn up for such an important performance. It was her dream to get selected and she simply couldn't fathom why Mehak didn't show up. Virat felt guilty as he thought that they guys he took a panga with had done something to her. His one bad decision had screwed up their happiness.

There are times when you feel nothing good could possibly come your way. When dreams are shattered and you feel a void inside, you are rendered empty and hopeless. You try so hard to get past the emptiness that you know inside your soul that there is no way out. It's said that one should always follow his heart. But what if it leads you to a dead end?

Your Flaws Are Perfect 'Oh, cheapo! What happened to your love partner? She dumped you after getting to know what a jerk you were last night?' the same girl from that group teased him as Virat and Kavya walked through the corridor.

'No, She must've been really stressed out after those long hours of practice.'