Ooh, nai-a-nai

Ooh, nai, nai-nai, na-na-nai

Nai, na-na-nai

Ooh, nai-a-nai

Ooh, nai, nai-nai, na-na-nai

Nai, na-na-nai

What do I write next?

Here I was stting on the bed of my hotel room, working on my debut single.

My phone beeped. A message from Rahul.

A smile made its way on my face.

R- Will skype you in 15 mins, okay?

S- Nooooo. I miss youuuu. :(

R- Okay. 10 mins?😂

S- Fine.😤 But jaldi.

R- Okay, ma'am. xD

I kept my phone aside.

His proposal on the beach, crossed my mind.

Oh wait! I could use this in the song.

On the shores- No not this. I erased the line, thinking of a proper sentence.

The beach is where- NO! It does not sound good. I erased the line again.

After thinking hard for a minute or so, I finally penned down some lines.

Some of the ocean breeze

Somewhere you promised me

A love like a fire, no fears, no denial

Just something to gladden me

I feel electricity

Your lighting is guiding me

I fear that I like it

No place we can hide it

So hard not to find it

Ooh, nai-a-nai

Ooh, nai, nai-nai, na-na-nai

Nai, na-na-nai

Ooh, nai-a-nai

Ooh, nai, nai-nai, na-na-nai

Nai, na-na-nai

Okay, I need one last verse.

Shyra, think.

My thought process was interrupted by Rahul's video call.

I kept my note pad down, answering the call.

His face showed up on the laptop screen.

"I missssss youuu." I said, in a baby voice, making a sad face.

"I miss you too, love." He said, blowing a kiss.

"How's your song going on?" He asked.

"I got one last verse to write, and to be honest, I cannot think of anything." I huffed.

"Take a break or something. You'll do fine. Chill." He told me.

"Hopefully. What's up with you though?" I asked.

"Nothing much at the moment, but will fly down to Delhi next week. I got practice sessions starting." He said.

"You're coming back next week, right?" He asked quickly.

"Uh... about that...." I started.

How do I tell him.

"About that?" He asked.

"Uhm... I'll be back after three months." I said, looking anywhere, but him.

"WHAT?" He shouted, totally shocked.

"Yeaaahh. Like, next week I'll record my debut single, and also shoot for it. The first friday after the shoot, will be my release date." I told him.

"But why three fucking months?" He asked me, totally annoyed.

"Three months or more than that." I shrugged.

"What the actual fuck, Shy! Why?" He asked me, angrily this time.

"I need to get done with my album, Rahul." I said, calmly.

"And how many months does that need?" He asked me, in an annoyed tone.

"Rahul, it's my debut album. I want around ten to fifteen songs in it. I can't afford to fuck around with this." I said, now annoyed at how he's behaving.

"And why didn't you tell me this earlier?" He instigated.

"Because this topic never came up earlier." I stated.

"You know what, nevermind." He said, hanging up.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM.

I called him again, but he declined.

OKAY FINE.

That behaviour of his wasn't necessary at all. He didn't have to behave like that.

It's like I did something big and wrong.

All I'm doing is fulfilling my damn dream, and I don't think I'm doing anything wrong.

UGH RAHUL!

I really don't want this to affect our relationship.

I mean, this dream is much more important to me, but I can't afford losing Rahul.

The guy means the world to me.

It's like he's the stars to my sky.

Sounds clichè, I know. WAIT.

I GOT IT.

I thought for a bit, on how to develop the sentence, before writing it down.

The reason why we don't give up on our love is simple

We're like the sun and moon

We like to see each other shining bright

We have tonight, tomorrow

And the other days that follow

We have to try to make things right

I'll sing to you like

Ooh, nai-a-nai

Ooh, nai, nai-nai, na-na-nai

Nai, na-na-nai

Ooh, nai-a-nai

Ooh, nai, nai-nai, na-na-nai

Nai, na-na-nai

The reason, the reason, the reason why

Done.

Well, atleast this fight helped me complete my debut single.

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Voooote.♡