This is a new story I'm doing.... It will be long, or short, I might change it any time... right now, I'm just content writing it... leave comments.

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First day of school. Jai and Rohit had absolutely no intention of studying hard, and so they had decided to find someone to play for their band.

Walking through the corridors, they heard the bell for the first period.

“English”, Rohit said, as they both rushed to the second floor. English was the one period where Jai paid attention since he wanted to become a writer. Rohit however spent the period writing a song, enjoying the privacy at the back of the class.

After Computer Science and Math they had a 15 minute break. Jai and Rohit used the time to wander about the school looking for someone who could play or sing.

They saw a guy with a hairstyle that made him look like a rock star. He was leaning against the wall and reading something. Rohit went up to him and asked, “Hey, you like music?”

“Yeah, sure.”
“What sort?”
“Uh, Boyzone, Blue, that sort of stuff.”

Rohit slowly backed away from him.

***

Lunch.

“Seriously, we can’t walk around school looking for people who look like they can play, we need someone who can REALLY play.” Jai said.

Rohit nodded as he took a bite of his sandwich. “Maybe we could put up a notice or something on the bulletin board, and let people who play come to us, instead of us going to them.”

“Yeah, good idea.”

Jai pulled out a notebook from his pocket. Rohit marveled at how small it was.

“Why do you carry that around?” he asked.

“I write down ideas in it…. I do wanna be a writer, you know.”

“Well, I should get one too. I could write down song ideas in it. Usually I write stuff in a notebook… once, I did that and my mom saw it, cause it was in my Math notebook. And she got all mad at me for spending my time writing songs when I should be studying”, Rohit said, the last word filled with a sort of hatred. He didn’t really hate studying, he found Physics and Math quite interesting, but the fact that very few Indian parents took interest in their children doing something not relating to academics prevailed.

“I’ll give you one, I have a couple at home”, Jai said.

Jai read out loudly as he wrote:

Can you play bass, guitar, keyboard, drums or sing? Well, we are looking for you!
Call –

Jai stopped. “Uh, can we use your number? My parents would get mad at me”, he said, looking hopefully at Rohit.

“Yeah, and my mom’s gonna be all happy I’m conducting auditions for a band,” he said sarcastically.

“OK, let’s just get them to meet us somewhere…. Hey, my mom won’t be tomorrow from four to six!”

Rohit grinned. “Great!”

***

By that evening, the notices were up at three different spots in the school.

“Should be good enough…,” Jai said to Rohit as they walked home together.

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