Chapter 1
The
sun was rising over the city of Shyamavali. The first train of the day noisily arrived
at the station, scaring the birds who were sleeping on the nearby trees and
sending them fluttering in all directions. The doors opened to make way for the
first batch of the hundreds of people who came every day to work, run errands
and visit this always-growing city.
“Careful
there!” a young, long-haired man said as the man next to him toppled over when
getting off the train. It was nearly empty by now, and they were among the last
disembarking. The second man stumbled and fell, almost bringing a third one
down with him.
“Hey,
watch your step! Have you never got off a train before, Bhavin?” shouted the
man after regaining his balance. Bhavin sprang up as if nothing had happened.
“What are you talking about, Faiyaz?” he replied nonchalantly. A young woman
who was standing a few meters ahead of them creased up with laughter.
“What
a great entrance to the big city!” she said between giggles. “You should have
seen their faces, Aarav!” This time, she was talking to the long-haired man,
who chuckled and stepped to the front with her. “I can imagine them. They’re
always making messes and silly faces,” he replied.
“Excuse me?!” exclaimed
Faiyaz. “I wasn’t the one who stepped out of the train with his MOUTH!” he
finished in a mocking tone. Bhavin frowned. “Oh, don’t be so mean! And stop
laughing, Charvi!” he yelled at the woman, and she stifled a laugh with her
hand.
The chatter stopped when
the group of friends reached the exit of the train station, and the city came
into view. "Whoa…" one of them whispered. They were impressed by the
size of the buildings and the change of ambience. Not only was it their first
time in Shyamavali, but in a big city in general. It was a little…
intimidating.
After a few seconds, Aarav
broke the silence. “Well, here we are.” He began walking forward again. “It is just like our village, isn’t it?” said
Faiyaz, moving on as well. The other two followed, admiring their surroundings.
“This is it,” sentenced Bhavin boldly. “This is where we will become big. We’ll
achieve our dreams here for sure.” Charvi smiled. Her eyes were gleaming with
enthusiasm. "I hope so," she replied.
They walked together through
an avenue until reaching a big square with some important-looking structures: a
white, modern bank, a huge real estate agency, and a government office building,
among others. It seemed like they were near the centre of the city, but none of
those places was open to the public that early in the morning.
“So… What do we do now?” Aarav
asked. Faiyaz looked at Bhavin. “Didn’t your uncle… The uncle of your
neighbour… Someone’s uncle… rent a place for us?” he began. Bhavin glared at
him. “My aunt’s neighbour’s best
friend! How difficult is it to remember?” Faiyaz rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right.
Super easy.” “And she booked a hotel room! So I had someplace to arrive when…"
Bhavin left the sentence there and blinked as if he had lost the idea.
“By ‘I’, I suppose you
meant ‘we’,” corrected Aarav. Bhavin didn’t pay attention to him. Instead, he
began rummaging through his pockets. Some seconds later, he lifted his face
with a frown. Faiyaz opened his mouth to ask: “What are you—” “Shh,” was the
reply. Faiyaz was about to complain when Charvi intervened.
“I bet he’s looking for
this,” she said, lifting a piece of paper to the front. Bhavin opened his eyes
in surprise and pointed at it. “Ah! That’s it!” he yelled. “It’s the address of
the hotel where we’re staying tonight, along with directions,” Charvi explained
to the other two. “He gave it to me before we got on the train because he
thought he might forget where it was.” She shrugged with a smile on her face.
Bhavin extended his arm to
take the piece of paper, but Aarav grabbed it first. “Hey!” Bhavin complained.
“It says here that the hotel is down that street,” Aarav said after taking a
look at the paper and another one around the square. “She chose a place close
to the train station to ensure he’d be able to make it.”
He immediately began
walking towards the street he had just mentioned, completely ignoring Bhavin’s
efforts to recover his letter. “Haha, they really know him,” Faiyaz said, going
after Aarav. “What do you mean by that?” Bhavin asked. Charvi patted his head.
“Come on, Bhavin, everyone knows you’re rather… distracted,” she said.
The group soon reached the
small hotel that did not look impressive at all in front of the other
buildings, yet was still pretty nice compared to the average inn in their
humble hometown. Bhavin’s -let’s call her ‘acquaintance’- had been kind enough
to pay for three nights including the one before their arrival, knowing they
would arrive before check-out time, and the last one to give them a little more
time to find a place to rent.
Once in their room, Charvi
handed some sandwiches around for breakfast, which were received with
enthusiasm after setting their bags on the floor, and then they all sat down on
the beds to rest. “Alright, people,” Bhavin said after a while, “let’s go.”
“Where?” Faiyaz asked. “Time to make plans,” declared Aarav from his resting
spot.
“Well,” Charvi said
slowly, “we all have different places to go to. Aarav and Faiyaz should visit the
Arts Institute since they're both artists… They surely can find connections
there with both music and acting.” Aarav nodded in agreement. “I have to check
out the football club ASAP! Oh, they’ll be so impressed with my natural
talent,” stated Bhavin. “And you have to go somewhere to get information about
castings too, right, Charvi?” asked Faiyaz.
Charvi nodded. “Yes. But
I’m sure everyone agrees that we need to figure out where we’ll be staying
first. Last week, I contacted a few people who are renting flats in different
parts of Shyamavali, and there are two or three places we can see today. Who’s
coming?” She stared at her three companions expectantly.
Bhavin made a dismissive
gesture. “You can take care of that. I don’t mind as long as the place has
enough beds for everyone,” he said. “I think we should all go. It’s an
important decision,” replied Aarav. “I agree with you,” said Faiyaz. “We’re
still getting to know the city, so it’s better that we stick together.”
They all directed their
attention towards Bhavin until he grumbled, “Fine, fine. If you care so much,
I’ll go. I know you can’t do anything without me.” His reply elicited a couple
of snorts from Aarav and Faiyaz, but Charvi grinned and said, “Thank you!”
happily. They changed clothes, got everything ready and left.
Even though the first
place was far from the hotel, it was easy for them to reach it using public
transport. They were still surprised by the size of the city, naturally, but they
used the map on their phones to reach the bus station and take the right one.
The owners of the flat, a young couple, received them warmly.
“Welcome to Shyamavali!”
they greeted the group. “Thank you,” replied Aarav as they entered the flat.
The couple showed them around the place: three bedrooms, two bathrooms and a
big living room with dining area. They spent a while checking everything. “This
place is beautiful!” exclaimed Charvi. “Yes,” replied the other woman. “We are
renting it because we are moving to another flat that matches our lifestyle
better,” her husband added. “We don’t really need three rooms right now.” “I
see. And the price?” asked Faiyaz.
…
Back to the bus stop. “We
should’ve asked that first,” said Bhavin. “Yeah,” said Aarav. A moment of
silence. “So what now?” asked Faiyaz. “I don’t know about you, but I’m hungry,”
said Bhavin. “Well, let’s have lunch first. It took us a long time to get here.
Then we can make plans for the afternoon,” said Charvi. Aarav pointed at a small
restaurant that was on a nearby corner. “There.” It didn’t look expensive, so
they went.
“Alright, so we’ve got two
more places to visit. I already confirmed with the landlords,” said Charvi
after they had eaten. “Why don’t we split? This ‘moving around the city’ thing
doesn’t seem that hard,” said Faiyaz. "Bad idea," disagreed Aarav.
"Bah, we've lost too much time today. Let us split too," said Bhavin,
who was impatient to finish with that business so he could go play football
somewhere.
Charvi sighed. “Okay then,
you two go together to one place, and I’ll go with Aarav to the other one. Then
we can discuss the options at the hotel,” she decided. “What?! Why do I have to
stick with him?” Faiyaz complained. “Because you’re the ones in a hurry,”
replied Aarav. “Let’s go.”
So Charvi sent the
information to Bhavin’s phone, and they went on their way. For Charvi and
Aarav, everything was perfect. They had to walk a little and take a different
bus, but it was easy following the map. The flat they saw this time was
smaller, but a lot more affordable, and the old woman who owned it kindly
explained how to rearrange the place to fit all four of them comfortably.
On the way back, they
stopped by a grocery store to get enough supplies for their remaining time at
the hotel. “I’m sure those two don’t even know how to buy food,” Charvi said.
“Are you sure they’ll be okay on their own?” asked Aarav. “Well, they have to
learn at some point, don’t they?” replied Charvi. “After all, we’re all new at
this.”
The two friends arrived at
the hotel and started organising their things. “Let me give them a call to
check on them,” said Charvi, and dialled Bhavin’s number on her cell phone. No
response. “Hmm?” she wondered. “I think he ran out of battery… Faiyaz doesn't
have a cell phone, so I guess we'll have to wait for them to arrive." And
that was what they did.
For Bhavin and Faiyaz,
things had not gone so smoothly. They got lost on the way and ended up hailing
a cab to the address Charvi had given them, only to be received by a grumpy man
with a run-down, messy flat that they couldn't understand how it was even being
inhabited. By the time the hotel room door opened, it was almost evening, and
Faiyaz stomped in tired, hungry and annoyed.
“Hey. What happened?”
asked Aarav. “Where’s Bhavin?” inquired Charvi. “That fool? He said I could do
whatever I wanted, but he was going somewhere and went off on his own,” Faiyaz
replied. “Are you guys mad? We had a plan! It’s our first day here! What if he
can’t make it back here?!” the worried girl scolded him. “Hey, he’s not a child
anymore. I can’t force him to do stuff. He’s got to handle himself,” he
grunted.
They decided to change the
topic and talk about the flats since there was nothing else they could do
regarding Bhavin’s situation. Considering both experiences, they all agreed to
go with the option Charvi and Aarav had seen. Soon the sky fell dark, and they began
to feel worried about their friend.
“I wonder if Bhavin’s
alright…” whispered Charvi, looking out the window. “Uh, maybe I shouldn’t have
let him wander off,” Faiyaz admitted. Aarav crossed his arms. “He’s fine,” he
sentenced. “How do you know? You were the one who asked me if it was okay to
let them go!” Charvi cried out. Aarav simply shrugged. “He’s very stubborn, so
he’ll survive,” he said.
At that moment, they heard
a knock on the door. Charvi made a little sound of surprise and ran to open it.
“Hey there, fellas!” It was Bhavin. “Did you miss me?” Charvi’s response was a
smack on the chest with her open hand. “Ow!” he yelped. “Don’t you ever think
about others? We were worried!” she expressed angrily. “Eh, she was,” said
Faiyaz pointing at her. “You were too,” said Aarav with a smirk.
"Oh, hey, I'm
sorry!" replied Bhavin, raising his arms in a sign of peace. "But
look, I found this awesome football league, and I was recruited right away! I
mean, I still have to go to the selection tests, but I’m already into the
team,” he declared firmly. “Mhm, I’m sure you are,” replied Faiyaz
sarcastically.
“That’s all he cares
about,” said Aarav, and searched the grocery bags for something to eat for
dinner. Charvi gave up on her scolding, and they all ate together, sharing
their thoughts on that day. “Whew, I’m exhausted,” said Faiyaz finally. “Time
to sleep,” replied Aarav, getting comfortable on his bed. Everyone changed
clothes and lay down as well.
“Oh, I still can’t believe
we’re finally here!” squealed Charvi, excited. Faiyaz laughed. “You look so
enthusiastic, Charvi. It's good to see you like this." "Yeah, you
used to be so shy when you were a child," Bhavin added. "I thought
you'd be nervous about coming, you know, being so far away from home and
surrounded by new people and—"
He was silenced by a
pillow thrown straight to his face. Aarav -the culprit- justified himself in
his usual deep, calm voice. “Don’t ruin her mood.” Charvi smiled. “It’s okay.
I’m a bit nervous too, but don’t we all feel like that? This is a huge change
in our lives. We’re going to have challenges, of course. But we have to be
brave to follow our dreams,” she said.
This time, it was Aarav
who chuckled. “Did I say something funny?” Charvi asked innocently. “Faiyaz and
Bhavin are right. You have grown a lot,” Aarav replied, turning off his lamp.
Charvi thought for a second. “Hee… I guess I have. Good night,” she said, doing
the same.
And that’s how they ended
the first day of the rest of their lives. But they knew little about the
difficulties of starting a new life in a city like Shyamavali, and they had no
idea of the dangers that awaited to pose a threat in the path to fulfilling
their dreams. However, the first warning would come soon. As they were closing
their eyes, a deafening sound reached them through the windows and shook their
hopes and hearts: the sound of a gunshot.
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