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Lost Chapter Four - Wishful Dream

ACP is sitting comfortably at the sofa chair placed right next to Nakul's window with his diary is his hands. Nakul always liked having sofa chair there which was outside ACP's understanding but tonight he understood why Nakul liked to sit here for long. Sometimes when ACP Pradyuman would come home late at night he would go to Nakul's room to check up on him, most of the times find him sitting on that sofa chair with his head resting on the window, his eyes looking at view outside, sometimes staring up at the sky. Tonight sitting in his room, in same position, looking outside ACP can understand the reason of this being Nakul's favourite spot perfectly. The view is incredible especially of the sky when it is clear of clouds it is filled with stars, he understand that Nakul used to think about his mum when he would sit here for long that times it would is so quiet, so peaceful. Even tonight is so quiet but certainly not peaceful.

ACP looks at the diary again which was still in his hands, he starts reading the next entry.

15/5/2010

'Today first time I played my music in front of people, I never thought it will be appreciated this much. I have been going to the creative workshop from past 2 weeks, today was its last day after everyone's constant request I played my guitar little bit. I got applauded! First time someone actually appreciated, recognise my passion. I know it's stupid and impossible but that moment a part of me wish if dad was here to see this, if he could hear these applauses, these praises maybe, just maybe then he would be proud of me even if it is for a moment. But I know it's never going to happen. But if it did, I just...'

ACP was eager to read more but Nakul hadn't finish that sentence, his eyes moves towards the guitar once again with hopeful eyes. 'I am proud you of Nakul, I am very proud of you.' With this he moves to the next entry which is on the next page.

6/5/2010

'I cannot believe I am saying this but right now I envy Daya and Abhijeet so much. It may seem stupid but they it seems my dad has adopted them, they are his adopted, no actually they are his real sons, his children and I am a nobody. I see how he looks at them, how he worries about them. He never looked at me like this, never worried about me like this. Why them? Why not me? Why doesn't he like me? Abhijeet & Daya get to spend so much time with my father, it's the time which is supposed to be mine not theirs. I envy them because they seem to know dad more than I do, they spend so much time together and I don't, they all share jokes with him and he actually laughs but never with me. Why? What is so special in them both which is not in mine? Would he really one day adopt them both? What if one day he actually forgets that he does have a real son... an ignorant but still a son? I actually fear that if this keeps happening, then one day he might actually forget me or worse he would wish them to be his sons instead of me. I just so envy them and hate them, even though I know it is not their fault exactly but I just do.'

ACP stares at this entry in complete shock, he is unable to believe his eyes that Nakul actually wrote this? He actually thought this? ACP rereads this entry hoping he read wrong but no his eyes were not deceiving him, Nakul actually wrote this, these thoughts actually crossed Nakul's mind.

"You are not an ignorant son Nakul but in fact I am the ignorant father. What other best example of that be when my own on feared that one day I will forget him. I am so so sorry my beta, for making you feel like this. Nakul you are my son, my only son no one could or can ever replace you, not Abhijeet, not Daya nor anyone. They are special to me, very special but not as much as you Nakul, not as much as you. I am sorry Nakul, please forgive me. I am so sorry my beta." ACP is crying now, actually crying, his speech is muffled with his crying but he still hopes Nakul can hear this. After sometime he regains control over his emotions and decides to turn the page, he will read it till the end; even if it kills him every time he reads an entry on the new page he will continue reading. With each entry he feels that his willpower, his strength is decreasing that he will not be able to live now with so much burden but it seems to be a work of some unknown force that he keeps turning the pages when he seems he can't take it anymore, he feels empowered to turn the page. Next entry is date is: 20/06/2010. ACP recognizes the date, it hits him like a lightening, it is Nakul's birthday, 20th-June.

20/06/2010

'Wow... I just had a weird dream and it woke me up, it has to be written here. Firstly, happy birthday to me! Some birthday this has been, same old day, same old story, boring day, did nothing but waited for dad to wish me, at least call or text me which is beyond him I know but still. Well, he didn't wish me. But I just had weird or more likely wishful dream where he actually remembered my birthday and wished me. He came in late, he just sat next to me and whispered 'happy birthday' to me and he actually kissed my forehead. It was such a beautiful dream, I wish it was reality. I really wish it wasn't only a dream. Anyways this writing made me sleepy again, hopefully I can finish this dream when I go back to sleep.'

This entry brings a sad smile on ACP's lips, he gazes at the entry once again, then rests his head back leaning back and closes his eyes.

'23:11 PM' the clock showed in living room as ACP made he was inside the home. He was so late today, there was a case in bureau today which kept his occupied, it made him forget yet again. He slowly makes his way towards Nakul's room as he approaches near the room he sees the lights are out which surprises him as Nakul is not an early sleeper then how come today he is gone to bed early. ACP silently makes his way into his room and sees him sleeping but his facial expressions show that he is not sleeping peacefully. ACP gently sits on his bed next to where Nakul is sleeping. 'He still sleeps like a little baby.' A sight which makes ACP smile every time he sees. ACP moves his hand towards Nakul's hairs, gently creases them. "Happy birthday son." His voice is barely above a whisper, careful not trying to wake his sleeping son up. ACP ever so softly places a kiss on Nakul's forehead, gets up and turns to leave the room with same silent he came in. He walks out of room, closes the door very quietly and goes back to his room.