Anusha's POV

A mellifluous music starts playing in the theater as a beautiful woman in a white salwar kameez takes the center of the stage with her Kathak hand movements. My spell bound eyes stare cluelessly at the stage. The center of my head starts to burst in an unbearable ache and an involuntary shiver runs down my spine.

"Mu..Murat" My shaking hands reach for him. Unfortunately he just dozed off. Asshole!

The spectators are all watching the dancer who was narrating the story through the music and her moves, presumably the story of some Roop and Zafar. But there is something different for me. I know the music, I don't know but it just seems familiar.

I see black dots appearing in front of my eyes and my head starts to fuzz.

A vintage boat
Myself in a pinkish white salwar suit
Murat in a red Kameez.

Grey images, partly blurred starts to appear in front of my eyes. The fuck is happening.

I rise from my seat and stride out of the seating passage. I see a prompter standing at the back of the stage. I take my steps to her.

"Excuse me, can you just tell me who is the director of the play?"

"Sorry?"

"My name is Anusha Mishra, I am a professional cinematographer myself. I want to talk to the director of the play"

She watches me intently for a while and scrutinizes me from top to toe. "I did not think a big cinematographer like you would personally want to contact us"

"Can you please lead me to the director of the play?" I ask being irked.

"First of all, its not a play. It is a dance-drama based on a true story" She corrects me.

"True story, my ass" I whisper under my breath. Luckily I am inaudible.

"Okay can you at least give her my card and ask her to call me?" I asked and handed her over my card.

"Of course" 

Irritated I went and sat back on my seat which woke up Murat instantly.

"Ahh....ya....what....what happened"

He asked, I rolled my eyes at him.

***

I stared intensely at the smoke that rose from my cigarette. I took another long puff and smoked out. The incidents of the day was driving me crazy.

"Anusha....." Murat called.

"Sorry....." I said trying to clear the smoke.

"It's okay you look stressed" Murat said sitting next to me, I put out the cigarette and looked at him.

"I just got off the phone with Abhi he said they will be here tomorrow I still don't understand why you want to meet him" 

"You will understand everything tomorrow.....I guess" I said staring at the ceiling.

"Okay" Murat said resting his head on my shoulder. 

"Murat I love you"

"What?"

"I know it's crazy stupid and too soon but I just wanted you to know, because god knows what will happen the next moment but we have this moment and I don't wanna waste it"

"Anusha....."

"Shh.....Don't say anything I know you are not ready for this...."

He snuggled close to me, I hugged him as I closed my eyes.

***

The rays of the sun hit me ruining my beautiful sleep I woke up and immediately felt restless as I failed to find Murat anywhere did I scare him off with my stupid confession?  As time passed my restlessness increased as I started walking around the room like a crazy person suddenly I saw a small sticky note stuck to the mirror.

***

Following the instructions on the sticky note I came back to the same abandoned city which we visited before strangely today there were many tourists walking around the place I finally came to the platform at the center where Murat was waiting for me with a gorgeous smile.

"Murat.....what the hell is going on?" 

He came forward and took my hand as we walked up the stares of the platform, what has gotten into him suddenly?   

"Anusha yesterday when you told me that you love me you also said that it was crazy, well I am going to do something even crazier"

He said as he got down on one knee and pulled out a right from his pocket, my mouth fell open due to the shock and I covered it with my hands.

"Now I don't know how to give a speech or how to explain how much I wanna be with you for the rest of my life.......so I am just going to go ahead and ask this, Anusha.....will you marry me?"

"Haaa...." I said due to shock.

"Now remember you can say no, and we can go back to how we were and it's totally okay"

"you have gone crazy" I said.

"I know" He said scratching his head.

"Yes" 

"Wait what....." he said looking at me with an open mouth.

"Yes I will marry you, you crazy idiot" I said sitting on my knees as I hugged him.

Suddenly the people around us started clapping and cheering for us. Both of us stood up.

"So we are getting married....." Murat asked.

"Yes we are" I said kissing him. He took me in his arms and swirled me around. It was the most beautiful moment of my life.

***

Ranjeet's POV

My blood boiled as I looked at them enjoying their perfect moment together.

"Ek din main apni Roop ko baahon main lekar vaha kada hoga aur poore zehar dekegha (One day I will stand there holding my Roop in my arms and the whole city will see that)"

Zafar's words rang inside my head driving me crazy. As I watched the crowd cheering for both of them.

"You may have kept your promise but I I will  separate you two just like how I did back then" I said clenching my fist.

***

Murat's POV

"So why are we trusting them again?" Isha asked giving Abhi and Karan a nasty look as we stood at the house of the director of the play.

"Oh come on give them a chance" Mehak said.

"I still don't understand why you are trusting him so much" Yash said.

"I think they make sense okay"

"Thanks Mehak" Abhi said.

"Shafeena you have something to say?" Isha asked.

"I want to give them the benefit of the doubt"

"Oh come on...."

"Relax Isha" Anusha said.

"Hello guys, I am Piya the director of yesterdays dance drama" The girl who was narrating play yesterday said coming into the room.

"Hi, I am Anusha I am the one who contacted you, and this is my team we are currently working on a music album together"

"Oh, I am so glad that you guys found this story interesting it's my favorite love story you see"

"If you don't mind me asking how do you know this story didn't you mention it's a true story"

"Ya of course" 

She said as she went to a shelf nearby and pulled out a book that looked very ancient.

"This book has been in my family for ages and this is where I read the story of Zafar and Roop for the first time"

 She said handing the book over to Anusha all of us gathered around her to look at it.

"There is a book about it?" Abhi asked confused.

"Yes this book was written by Sukveer and Ruhani who were Zafar and Roop's friends who loved to write it is said that before Ruhani committed suicide she handed over the book to Aayat who was an eye witness and one of the few survivors of that traumatic night....the book has been passed on since then"

"Do you mind if I borrow this....I am archeologist maybe I can dig out more information from this" Abhi said.

"Well there will be a few formalities but, I suppose you can borrow it"

***

"I don't believe a single word that girl said" Isha said as we stepped out of the house.

"She sounded quite genuine to me" Yash said.

"Well once my research is done I can tell if she is lying or not" Abhi said.

"And what makes you think that I would trust you?"

"Oh give us a break Isha" Karan said.

"Actually even I  am curious to know about Abhi's findings" I said.

"But still how can we trust them?" Isha said.

"Oh come on, Isha..........." Mehak began.

"Would you guys shut up you are giving me a headache" Anusha said holding her head.

"Anusha what is that?  Is that an engagement ring" Shafeena asked pointing at her hand.

"What....Ahm.....I.....aaa" Anusha said in confusion.

"Oh my god......is it what I think it is....?" Mehak said excited.

"Wait.....she called us here she is wearing a engagement ring....there is only one explanation for all this Anusha had been kidnapped by aliens and you are a shape shifting alien imposter" Isha said.

"Ha ha ha very funny" Anusha said.

"Come on I would believe their reincarnation crap before I believe she could have a serious relationship" Isha said.

"Actually guys the thing is....."I began.

"Murat and Anusha is getting married"

Mehak said earning a lot of surprised reactions from others like 'what the hell' 'what he fuck' 'when did this happen'.

"Mehak yar you totally spoiled the moment" I  said.

"I am sorry yar I couldn't keep it in"

"But is this true?" Yash asked.

"Yes it is, I love her" I said putting my hand around Anusha.

"And I love him too" Anusha said kissing me.

"Abhi are you gonna cry?" I asked looking at his expression.

"No I am not....." He said welling up "I just need a minute" he said as he turned away and wiped his tears.

"Karan what about you?" Anusha asked.

"I am okay...." He said in a squeaky voice. "It's just that.....I dreamed about this for so damn long" He said breaking down into tears.

"Me too" Abhi said.

"Bro" Karan said hugging him.

"Hey Mehak you are the relationship expert of the group can you explain how these two are not a couple yet" Yash asked.

"Hey, that is beyond me" Mehak said throwing her hands in the air.

***

"Oh my god this is so damn beautiful" Anusha said looking around at all the lighting in the city.

"You know Eid has always been very special for people around here one time I came here with Zafar and we had so much fun" Abhi said.

"Wait is it the time when I was dancing?" Mehak asked.

"Yes the whole town had its eyes fixed on you" Abhi said.

"Jeez if you wanna pick up girls just use some cheesy pick up lines don't make up some time travel crap"

"It's not time travel it's reincarnation" Abhi said.

"Whatever dude, the truth is I have never been here before" 

I said only to suddenly find the surroundings oddly familiar, as the festivities proceeded the feeling of familiarity only increased, which eventually led to me getting some visuals.....

My chain of thought were broken with the voice of Anusha father who had just came there and is now fighting with her I wanted to react but I couldn't I was just frozen in my place as I saw him take her with him, she looked at me with sad eyes but I couldn't do anything, I felt helpless....a feeling that was a little too familiar, just like this moment and it felt like this has happened before.

"Oh my god that's him" Abhi said pointing at a guy who was standing next to Anusha's dad.

"Who?" I asked.

"Junaid"