7 Dream Vs. Reality

" Your phone, I found it in my hotel room. I thought it would be good to return it to you" he looked at me with a grinning face. His eyes had a strange spark when he handed me the phone. There was a brief moment of eye contact as our hands touched each other sending currents into my veins. As the friction made all hair on my body stand up, I thought of my connection with him. It's two times we have met and my heart seems to be drawn to him same way I'm drawn to food. My eyes wants to see him more and keep seeing him more. I guess I'm not in my right senses. I watched my family glaring at him with curiosity. No wonder it's first time in years that I'm looking at a man and to top it all, his looks are above and beyond anybody's imagination can lead. He looks like a deity descended to the land. I passed him a warm smile taking my phone. I can feel all the eyes on me, my family and saar.

" So what do you do for living saar, how do you know my daughter?" papa asked him in most humble and caring voice. Really papa, made it obvious in his tone that he liked him for me.

" I run a lot of resorts in all the tourist destinations of uttrakhand including one I have here. I have many resorts overseas too. Your daughter and I happen to meet yesterday by chance in my resort" he replied looking passing me warm smiles.

"yesterday" my fathers raised his eyebrows looking at me in disbelief. This couldn't get any worse.

"After the visit to my friends, I happened to be summoned in his resort without my knowledge. No wonder it's such a beautiful one here, it appears more like some beautiful nature made home. Mr. Saar helped me when I was caught up by the hotel security. Didn't you Mr. Saar?" I looked at him for approval giving every possible hint to agree with me, blinking my eyes several times.

"oh yes! It was lucky of her that I was present there otherwise she would be in great troubles" he gave a slight nod with his head in gesture that he's got it. I could see my family getting fond of him. They even invited him for to have breakfast with us. Over the breakfast I watch them getting along with each other so well making picnic plans with him and on the worst note, I only knew his name, his work and that he saved me. Is my family thinking that I'm dating him? No way!

After a breakfast my family sat again with him asking him a lot of questions about his family. To which he told he had no parents, just few people who have served him from before. Ragga, his driver, assistant and manager, who follows him everywhere. Anchi, his secretary and friend and Zian, his bodyguard and also a childhood playmate. Even though he's never had a family to begin with, these were the people who were always with him from the beginning. I feel little sad for him but knowing he has someone to care for him is really assuring. In middle of the chat, Saar's phonebell rung, he seemed a bit alarmed and worried.

"I'll be leaving now. I have something urgent come up" he said giving a slight bow in act of showing respect.

"Did something wrong happen? You can tell us, if there's something serious, we will try and help" papa asked him politely.

"Nothing serious, just something that needs to be taken care of" he smiled and turned to leave.

"Well, come some other day for little longer. My family will love to have you here." papa said meekly bidding him farewell. Papa looked at me and devilishly smirking he asked me, " Kiki, go and accompany him downhill" he smiled again telling me I have to do it. I shook my head in resignation because there was no way I can say anything to my family right now. I decided to teach them after he's gone. I gave him a sweet smile as I showed him way out of my home.

"Your family seemed so desperate to know about me" walking down he said in teasing note.

"So do you. Who asked you to be here and spend half your day here? You seemed more desperate to be here" I retorted back.

His smile turned to a huge grin. With seriousness in his voice he said, "it's because I wanted to know if you are okay. You are a big celebrity and if anything would have happened with you in my hotel, it would effect my reputation" how inconsiderate of him to tell me that. Instead of me, he worries about his so known luxurious resort. Although it's likely of him to care about his reputation, I'm nobody to him. Only I know that he is the man of my dreams who became a reality suddenly and both of our worlds are different. The thought brought pain to my chest. Why do I feel this way? Maybe I like him or love him? We silently walked down the hill to his car where his Ragga was waiting for him with the doors of car opened. I wished him farewell and told him take care with a lots of gratitude for saving me. He bowed slightly in a gesture of acceptance and sat in car wishing me goodbye. I waved my hand as I saw him peeking through the glass window and waving back at me with smile. I felt a tear dropping down my eye watching him go. It was not because he was going but because I didn't know whether we will meet again or not.

I turned towards my home wiping tears off my face. Going up I saw my family waiting eagerly for me. I sighed and shook my head down in annoyance and shouted at my family. I asked them why do they all have to make it look so obvious.

" it's first time we saw your eyes glittery and so flustered before a man" said Daisy teasingly.

"Fine, I like him but he and I have no chance. I cannot risk into giving myself to a man again. So please stop making assumptions and next time do not make it obvious" I replied wildly. I could see the expression of my family turning dark. I stormed straight to my room crying in my bed. I know somewhere that he is the man but it's not something I can decide on my own. I'll be lucky if I have him but he is just a dream to me and I want him only to be a dream. I cannot go through another pain of heartbreak again. For the rest of the day there was not a single call from my family. Everything was silent and sound. I sat in my study desk, took a pen and paper and started writing a song.

' being my dream, you raised my spirits up high

Being my work, you made me hard to try

I went on and on and on and on

You were my sweetest lie.

Seeing you here, I wanted to run away

See you near, I wanted to hide somewhere

I went on and on, on and on

You were my sweetest lie

You were my never ending sky

You are illusion, I forever want to see

You are the reason

Spring to all season

Knowing that we can't be together

I want to let you go away

But you are here'

It's my first draft of song I made after a long time. Though it's not perfect but I want to keep it safe and forever with me.

"Kiki, come and have dinner dear" Mumma's voice broke all the illusion my world was in right now. I hurried down closing all my work and found my family waiting patiently for me. The table was set with food of my choice and Papa brought my favourite delicacy 'Jalebi'. I asked them what was the reason for all of this. They were sorry for whatever happened in the morning and they were scared about me being angry. They apologized and promised never to repeat something like this again. Maybe my parents worried for me about whatever happened in the afternoon. I ensured them that everything was fine and they don't need to be sorry about whatever happened. They were relieved and we continued to joke around in the dinner table like usual.

It was sleep time, after long hours of talk, we all went to sleep. However, I stayed awake still thinking about lot of things. I started having these strange dreams when I decided to suicide. On that day when I fell from the hotel rooftop, when I opened my eyes to see what was happening, a light engulfed me in as I fainted. I don't think it as dream but how can it not be, falling down from such a height and still be alive. I don't remember going down. I used to have same dreams in my childhood too but I always neglected them. When the day I was kidnapped by sunny, I had a similar dream for last time. Recently, these dreams seems to be more frequent. Above everything is the one I saw dream that becomes a real person or the real person comes in my dreams. I don't remember meeting him ever in my entire life, how can he even be in my dreams? All these questions are eating me up like crazy worms. I guess I'm too much into that person to think about him whole day.

I stood at the end of the balcony of my room watching the full moon. Seeing the moon reminds me of the beautiful glowing butterflies that lead me to him. The valley of lilies, the smell and devine atmosphere that gave peace to me. Though I think my dream as beautiful but it was a nightmare yesterday. The woman who was with him. The way she looked at him. The lady in shadow who made the wolves follow me. I was scared out of my wits though that silly nightmare has nothing to do with reality.

The weather is cold and night is too silent, even the sound of cold breeze can be heard. It's 12 in the night, maybe I should sleep now or else I will wake up with dark circles in my eyes tomorrow. Just when I turned in to go to my bed, I heard the voices howling. Was it wolves? No way! I was thinking way too much. I moved in to close the doors to my balcony when I saw a dark figure from afar staring at me. I got out to get a better look but it disappeared or it was just an illusion my mind created because of my over thinking. I turned back to get to my room again, when I saw another shadow overlapping my shadow. It wasn't shadow of a human but looked like that of a beast. A giant beast in wolf-like figure. My heart began to pound hard. I heard the noises howling from afar again and I was sensing something blowing it's air on me. I was frightened to death. With courage in my heart I turned around. I fell down feeling my legs weak against what I was seeing.

It... It was a giant wolf looking ferociously at me.