Unspoken Melodies

Episode 1: The Dreamer’s Song

Summary:

Arjun, a 19-year-old boy from a poor family, dreams of a life beyond the confines of his struggling background. His heart beats for music, and despite his circumstances, he is determined to make a name for himself. He’s been silently in love with Diya, a beautiful and wealthy college student, for as long as he can remember. Diya is out of his league—at least, that’s what he believes. The first episode introduces their world, setting the stage for a love story that will face insurmountable odds.

Arjun sat at the edge of his bed, his fingers tapping out an idle rhythm on his old guitar. The strings, worn and stretched from years of use, hummed with the melody of a song he could never quite finish. His small room was filled with books, a few crumpled papers, and the faint scent of fresh rain from the open window. His life, much like the song he played, was unfinished. But in that room, behind closed doors, he could be whoever he wanted to be.

The college he attended felt like a dream—a distant world where people like him were only allowed to observe but never to belong. Diya, the girl he had admired from afar since the first day of college, was a fixture in that world. She walked through the campus like she owned it, her laughter echoing in the hallways, her beauty drawing the gazes of every man, every student. Diya was everything Arjun was not: rich, popular, and always surrounded by friends. She had everything he could only wish for, and yet, he couldn’t help but dream of her.

It was the evening before another day of college. He had spent hours practicing his songs, perfecting each note and each lyric, though he knew no one would ever hear them. His mother’s voice echoed in his mind as she called from the kitchen, urging him to come and help with dinner. Arjun sighed, set his guitar down, and stood up. He had dreams, but they always felt like they were far out of reach, like they belonged to another world.

"Arjun, come on, dinner’s ready!" His mother’s call snapped him back to reality. He knew she meant well, but it was hard to pretend that everything was fine when he was constantly reminded of the gulf between his life and the lives of those around him.

The next day at college, Arjun walked through the crowded campus, his head down as he passed by groups of students. The wealth and privilege of his classmates were like an invisible wall, separating him from the world he so desperately wanted to be a part of. And then, there she was—Diya. She stood in the middle of a group of girls, her laughter like music in his ears. She was perfect, her long dark hair flowing like silk, her smile radiant enough to light up the entire room.

Arjun’s heart beat faster as he tried not to stare. He had never spoken to her—never had the courage. She had always been out of his reach, and he knew better than to dream. But that didn’t stop him from thinking of her. Every song he wrote, every note he sang, he imagined Diya listening, imagining her eyes on him, her heart moved by his music.

“Hey, Arjun, you’ve been looking at Diya again, haven’t you?” A voice interrupted his thoughts.

Arjun turned to see Rohan, a rich student and one of the few people who had ever spoken to him. Rohan was different—he never cared about Arjun’s background or the fact that they came from entirely different worlds. They had become friends through their shared interest in music, though Rohan’s family was wealthy and could afford to live the kind of life that Arjun could only dream of.

Arjun gave Rohan a sheepish smile. “I wasn’t looking, just… thinking.”

Rohan raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “You can’t fool me, man. You’re always lost in your thoughts whenever she’s around.”

“I’m not... It’s just...” Arjun trailed off, unsure of what to say. His heart ached when he thought about Diya, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit it to Rohan.

“You know, you’ve got talent, Arjun. And maybe that’s the thing she’ll notice,” Rohan said, clapping him on the shoulder. “You just need to get out there. Stop being shy.”

Arjun looked up at his friend, surprised by his words. “You think so?”

“Of course I do.” Rohan leaned in closer. “Maybe we can get you noticed. I’ve got connections, a music studio, the works. My dad owns one of the biggest recording studios in the city. We could do something with your voice, you know? Get you out there. I’m serious, Arjun. You’ve got what it takes.”

Arjun felt a spark of hope, but it was quickly doused by the weight of reality. “You don’t understand, Rohan. I’m not like you. I don’t have what it takes to break into that world. I’m just some poor guy who can sing.”

Rohan’s expression softened. “Maybe, but that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve a shot. You’ve got to take it, Arjun. If you wait too long, it might be too late.”

Arjun nodded slowly, a mixture of excitement and fear stirring inside him. Could he really do it? Could he really go after his dreams and have a chance with someone like Diya?

That evening, as Arjun lay in bed, he couldn’t stop thinking about Rohan’s offer. The possibility of recording his music, of actually being heard, felt like a dream that might finally come true. But then, his thoughts shifted back to Diya. How could someone like him ever be with someone like her? She had everything, while he had nothing.

But in his heart, he knew that if he didn’t take this opportunity, he would always wonder what could have been.

The next day at college, Diya walked past him again, her perfume lingering in the air. Arjun’s heart skipped a beat, but this time, instead of looking away, he met her gaze—just for a moment. For the briefest of seconds, their eyes locked. And in that instant, something shifted.

Diya smiled, though she quickly turned away, lost in conversation with her friends. Arjun stood frozen, his heart racing. Did she notice him? Did she smile at him? Or was it all in his head?

Rohan’s words echoed in his mind. You’ve got to take the shot, Arjun. Don’t wait for it to come to you.

With newfound determination, Arjun made a decision. He wasn’t going to wait for Diya to come to him. He was going to show her who he was, no matter how impossible it seemed.

That night, as Arjun picked up his guitar and strummed the first chords of a new song, he could feel a shift in his heart. For the first time, he was truly going to fight for what he wanted. He was going to chase his dreams, not just for himself, but for her—Diya. The road ahead would be difficult, but he was ready for it. And somehow, he knew that music would be the key to unlocking everything he’d ever dreamed of.

The dreamer’s song had just begun.

End of Episode 1.