When italian mafia falls in love with an indian singer
The sound of his phone ringing makes me back away as I look at his phone lying on his bed. But he grips my jaw forcing me to look back at him.
"Focus on me."
He says as his lips starts peppering...
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"You are my therapy."
His words reverberate in my mind as I gaze up at the stars shimmering in the dark sky. I don't know what to decipher from his words but I do know that he won't let me go now that I am here.
It worries me but what worries me more is the numbness that engulfs my mind. I am not sacred. I have been kidnapped by a man who is probably, no definitely the mafia and he has kept me locked up in an unknown mansion yet I am not sacred.
There has to be something wrong with my mind because no sane human would be standing by the window of his kidnapper's mansion staring up at the stars.
I am not in my right senses.
I don't know why I am reacting like this. There is this gut feeling in me that is telling me that no matter what happens Lorenzo will not hurt me, not even a bit. I know it's not the wisest of the thoughts and I may be stuck by Stockholm syndrome even before spending enough time to let that syndrome develop. But it is what it is. What is worse about my condition is that I actually feel guilty about accidentally cutting him.
All these thoughts keep plaguing my mind as I sigh and lean by the window frame. The stars look beautiful, it's comforting it reminds of sleeping in my mum's lap as she runs her hand through my hair and sings me my favourite lullaby.
Unknowingly I start to hum the tune of the lullaby and as I reminiscence more about her. I decide to sing myself the lullaby.
Lori lori lori Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby
Lori lori lori Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby
Lori lori lori Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby
Lori lori lori Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby
Chandaniya chup jaana re Hey moonlight, please go and hide
Chhan bhar ko luk jaana re Please hide for sometime
Nindiya aankhon mein aaye Sleep is coming in the eyes
Bitiya meri so jaaye Let my daughter sleep
Nindiya aankhon mein aaye Sleep is coming in the eyes
Bitiya meri so jaaye Let my daughter sleep
Leke godh mein sulaaon I'll put her to sleep in my lap
