Kat calling

my fone rang, not once but twice, thrice.. kept on ringing, completely off the hook... i as usual was sleeping and dint want to attend the call.. sleep if of utmost importance cos i hardly get any sleep. but as the fone endlessly rang i had to pick it up... it was katrina (thnked gawd i picked up the call).. she was constantly crying.. i asked her if anything went rong in the sets but nope. she dint reply.. kept crying.. i cudnt help but drove immeditely to her place.. lots of ppl were there, many from the movie industry, lots of paparazzi (which is usual) but ppl from bollywood, many.. i started to think tat may be its sum surprise party.. but tat ruled out cos many were wearing white kurtas n sarees.. infact all of them were clad in white dress, which all the more makes me think even more..

then when i stepped inside, there was katrina still weeping n as soon as she saw me ran and just hugged.. she was gasping for words n i cudn figure out wat was happening, until i saw salman's body lying on the floor, surrounded by flowers, huge garlands and a small candle... OMG!! salman khan s dead.. no wonder the entire bwood is in full attendance.. i just cudnt stop wondering why katz was crying.. she just whispered to me tat she'll wait in the next room.. i went n met her as told..

there she was all the more crying, whispering frantically.. i cudnt make out what she was saying xcept a few words like doctor, postmortem, relation...... i had to stop her, tell her to breathe and then asked her again as to wat the matter was..

katz : he died.. he died.. bcoz of us.. he, he knew abt us.. i dunno! but he gotto know abt us.. tats why he got shocked n he just died..

me : but y dint he come to either of us?? i mean he shld hv asked me or rather murdered me as soon as he came to know but he dint do anything... stop crying..

katz : he came to know abt our affair.. tats why he died... ppl r not believing tat its a cardiac failure.. they r demanding a postmortem.. they think he was murdered by sum1..

me : dunt worry katz darling!! im there.. i'll handle wateva happens...

i had to accompany her to the room n wait till all the rituals for salman got over... im already drowned in the guilt, im starting to wonder if it was this reason, abt me n katz that had made salman into a shock..

cudnt digest the fact.. neva though salman wud know cos things were going on smooth.. she has been getting grt offers from various producers, her work is getting appreciated, salman is writing his own script, things r buzy with him.. katz n i were always safe.. we did have various clandestine meeting but kept sure that that no one wud know abt it..

thougts filled my head n twas spinning.. i felt as i if i was goin on a rollercoaster ride.. i just fainted...

"sathya, sathya!! its 9 in the morning... get up.. GET UP" i was confused!! katz has an awesum accent but whose voice is this... then i wake up top realise its my maid waking me up.. phew!! wat a dream... for a second i kept thiking abt it n smiling .. my maid gave me weird luks.. im sure she even thinks im crazy.. anyway not she can understand as to wat goes on..