The Rejection - Chapter 2
Vikrant spent the night tossing and turning in his bed. He tried hard to sleep but sleep was miles away from him. Giving up all his efforts, he sat upright in the bed, frustrated and ran a hand on his face. He sighed and stood up from his bed, walking to his desk. As he turned his lamp on, his eyes again fell on his taped up iPod. He grabbed it and plugged it into his speakers, playing another song. The song started with a guitar sequence, bringing a smile on Vikrant’s sad face. “Beetlebum… What you've done She's a gun Now what you've done Beetlebum…” Vikrant shook his head with a slight smile, as the music livened up. “Get nothing done You beetlebum just get numb Now what you've done Beetlebum…” “And when she lets me slip away She turns me on all my violence is gone Nothing is wrong…” he sang along. Something suddenly bloomed inside Vikrant’s chest and he pulled out his chair, turned ...