Aiming the Grammys

Its 3 AM , and the hostel corridor looks like a desolate wasteland..I can see ghostly apparitions but cannot trace a living soul.Every breath i take,every
sound i make reverberates in the secluded block.Suddednly i find a wraith walking through the darkness towards me ,with a face so dark that even darkness dreaded to reveal his face.i shudder but somehow muster up the courage to light up my phone torch and hold it straight at the phantom's face.
Phew..!!!! i breath a sigh of relief recognizing the ex-ghost as one of my friends Rahul.

No, i am not on the set of a horror movie but its one of those dreaded power cuts and most of the block people are asleep making it no less than a horror
movie set. We decide to move to the roof.Wind is blowing with full force which is a relief from the morning sun's blaze. But relief is short lived because
Rahul has brought his guitar with him and is as usual proving to be a nuisance,persuading me to make a song on the new tune he has made.I try to dismiss him politely but adamant as he is,i have to budge ..but promising myself that it wont take long and this will finish his guitar once and for all for the night.

i start off uninterested but soon i realize that woah..!! the proposition aint that bad.We have the protagonist of our heroic song right here in our block..none better than tiddu,reasons for that being...we will have loads to write and the song could never be banal..the spice element will be there.
I sit with rahul engrossed,racking our brains for the tiniest bit of truth that could be exhumed and used as the lyrics.We laugh, we debate,we question, we challenge the credibility of the lyrics and after a brainstorming session we come out with a satisfactory copy of the song..our heads held high as though the next grammy's is ours..oh!! damn yes we are elated. We label this short litte session of ours as the making of "tiddu mere yaar"- yes this is the title of the song.i listen to the recording again revelling in its symphony...it all seems so perfect.
The power's back and it is getting pretty late so we decide to sleep. i come back to my room, turn off the lights and lie down in order to sleep only to notice a faint smile crested on my lips..as if a person sleeps contended after the day's toil.
(Ohhh yes i am surely going to get the grammy's in my dreams...!! ;) )