"Make sure you have to send Mr. Mittal food at proper time. Also I have kept his clothes and other necessities ready, you need to make sure you deliver them properly.", Instructs Shehnaaz to the butler.

The butler nods his head taking note of everything mentally.

"I will call you though to remind but I don't want any kind of irresponsibility with this.", Said Shehnaaz.

"Be rest assured ma'am.", Said the butler.

Shehnaaz, sat in the taxi and reached the railway station, where her band members were waiting for her.

"Sana, we thought you are going to miss the train.", Said Viv.

"I know, I am late but I surely can't miss the train. So chill.", Said Shehnaaz.

"That's because the train is late..", teased Sam giving high five to Viv and laughing out loud. The statement earned him a punch from Sana on his arm and he shrieked.

"You deserve it. Sana, one more please. They were placing a bet on who would be more late, you or the train?", Complains Meg

"Really? Who won?", Shehnaaz asked.

"Obviously me!", Said Viv showing her the money he won.

"Oh, then I deserve a share in your win.", Said Shehnaaz snatching the money from his hand. She high-fived with Meg and they showed tongue with thumbs down to Viv. Sam also laughed along.

The train arrived and they all boarded it. Once settled, they start shooting their video in train. They reach their destination which happened to be regional area with nice scenic view and do the rest of the shoot for the day. Shehnaaz calls up the butler and checks with him about the food sent to Sidharth.

They set up a camp at night and finish their night shoot infront of bonfire. The entire team set back to start a journey home the next day.

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"I feel pity of Mr. Mittal. His life has become a total tragedy.", Said a janitor lady in Mittal Group.

"You know the watchman was telling me that boss didn't go home since past two weeks. Looks like his wife has got possession of the whole Mittal Mansion from Mr. Somesh Mittal. I don't understand why would our boss put up with that gold digger women? He is so handsome and charming that he can get any other female easily.", Said another cleaning staff lady.

"What will you do with handsomeness when he is so rude? He had been literally yelling at every employee of his for the smallest of smallest mistake. You work in another floor so you won't know. But I've heard him shouting at them while cleaning many times. I think his wife threw him out because of his rudeness.", Said the janitor.

There was a flush sound and the two ladies gulp in fear looking at each other. Sidharth opens the door and glares at the two ladies. The restroom attached to his cabin had its tap malfunctioning hence he had come to use the one outside, which was for employees. It was during the late hours after the log off time of other office staff and the cleaning staff was unaware of his presence hence indulged in gossip carelessly.

"How much do I pay y'all to talk shit about me and my family in this restroom?", He asked in anger.

The two ladies put their head down in guilt and embarrassment.

"Speak up!!", He yelled making them tremble in fear.

"S.. S.. Sir.. We are s.. s.. s.. sorry," the lady fumbled

"What do you know about my wife that you called her gold digger? If you two weren't women then I would have punched your face to break all your teeth for talking ill about my wife.", He chastised them.

"Sorry S.. Sir..", they apologized petrified of his wrath.

"What are your names?", He asked.

"S... S.. Sir, I am Fatima..", said one and he looked at the other one.

"Meena..", said the other.

"I'll inform the HR tomorrow to get your final settlement done. Just leave from here. Right now!! I don't want to see your faces ever in my office again.", Screamed Sidharth.

"Sorry to say Sir, but if you start throwing out people because they are talking about you behind your back, then you will have nobody to work in your office. Everyone knows that you have been staying in the office itself for the past two weeks.", said Meena.

"Get out!!", He yelled at her pointing his finger towards the door.

He washed his hands in extremely irritated mode and went and sat on his chair in his cabin. Leaning his head against the headrest, he sighed closing his eyes while massaging his forehead.

He stared at Shehnaaz's picture on his mobile and ran his hands over the screen as he had been longing to hold her face in his hands and to embrace her.

A twitter notification pops up on the top which makes him curious. He opens the app and finds #ShehnaazMittal trending. His heart thumped louder as he clicks on the hastag with shivering hand thinking what new rubbish did the people had to talk about his wife after the week long forgotten news.

"This is so soulful. Kudos #ShehnaazMittal"

"#ShehnaazMittal, why am I crying buckets?"

"Take my heart #ShehnaazMittal"

"Shame on media for raising a question on her talent. Her voice is enough to touch your soul. #ShehnaazMittal #NaadanParindey"

"2 hours since it's released, and I have already heard it 9 times in loop. Kudos to the girl #ShehnaazMittal.. congratulations #NaadanParindey"

"Wow!! #ShehnaazMittal the #NaadanPariney!! Video Link"

Sidharth had goosebumps looking at her picture in the thumbnail. He clicked on the link and landed into YouTube app.

Naadan Parindey presents..

Tum se hi.. sung by Shehnaaz Mittal.. ft. Shehnaaz

"Shehnaaz", Sidharth emotionally utters looking at the video.

In the video..
Shehnaaz is sitting in the moving train looking outside the window. Her head resting on her hand.

Na hai yeh pana
Na Khona hi hai
Tera Na hona jane
Kyun hona hi hai

Tum se hi din hota hai
Surmaiye shaam aati
Tumse hi tumse hi

Har ghari saans aati hai
Zindagi kehlati hai
Tumse hi tumse hi

Viv on Bass.

Kay on Keyboard.

Meg on Guitar.

Camera focuses on her eyes and the scene now shifts to a scenic view with green mountain. Shehnaaz is strolling around. A male hand runs over the grass and on the same patch Shehnaaz's hands brushes over. She hugs herself by putting around her arms.

Aankhon mein ankhen teri
Bahoon mein baahein teri
Mera na mujh mein kuch raha hua kya
Baaton mein baatein teri
Raatein saugatein teri
Kyun tera sab yeh ho gaya
hua kya

Shehnaaz swirls and dashes into a man whose back is only visible. She looks at him and blushes.

Mein kahin bhi jati hoon
Tumse hi mil jati hoon
Tumse hi tumse hi

Shoor mein khamoshi hai
Thodi se Behoshi hai
Tum se hi tum se hi

She blinks her eyes and the man disappears. She looks for him everywhere but he isn't there. The scene now shifts to the campfire. She is sitting alone infront of the bonfire with a stick in her hand playing with fire and lost in thoughts while singing. The man reappears whose back is only visible again. He puts a shawl on her from behind. She turns around and smiles looking at him. Soon he disappears again. Her face shows sadness.

Aadha sa wada kabhi
Aadhe se zayada kabhi
Jee chahe karlu is tarah wafa ka
Chode na chote kabhi
Tode na tute kabhi
Jo dhaga tumse jud gaya wafa ka

Mein Teri sarmaya hoon
Jo bhi mein ban payi hoon
Tumse hi tumse hi
Raste miljate hai
Manzile miljati hai
Tumse hi tumse hi

She looks at the photo frame and hugs it to her chest and the focus now shifts on the bonfire which is slowly shown going off with black background.

Na hai yeh pana
Na Khona hi hai
Tera Na hona jane
Kyun hona hi hai

Sound and Videography by Sam
Editing by MN.

Sidharth wipes off the tear drop from the corner of his eyes and smiles looking at his wife's success. The song already had 3 Million views on it. He presses the like button happily.

I have not been myself since daddu's demise. I fell weak in front of my emotions. First, I stayed away from Shehnaaz due to my anger, then when the guilt creeped up, I supressed myself from going back home due to my ego and now when my ego has been broken, I feel ashamed to face her. I don't know whether she still loves me or not.

While he revisited his past weeks behaviour and contemplated on what he should do now, his phone rang. It was from Mittal house landline.

"Hello..", he answered hoping to hear her voice.

"What? I am coming..", he said in a hurry and ran down to the parking lot.

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"Where is she?", Sidharth asked the security guard.

"Over there!", The guard points.

He sighs and walks towards the direction.

"Vroooooooooommmmm... Vroooooooommmmmmm...", Screamed Shehnaaz holding the handles of her auto rickshaw. He went and stood infront of the auto rickshaw.

"Peeeeeeppp peeeeeeeppp... Hey get out of my way. I am getting late. I am going to see my Mittu.", Shehnaaz yelled at him in a drunk state.

A subtle smile appeared on his lips hearing his name from her mouth. He rolled his eyes and nodded his head in disbelief as she hadn't recognised him. He walked towards the right side of the driving seat where she was seated and ducked down to show his face.

"Can I get a ride home, Sexyna?", He asked.

"No.. no.. My ride is reserved only for my Mittu", said Shehnaaz making him chuckle.

"But I am your Mittu.", He said in a husky voice and with puppy eyes.

"Mittu? No.. Liar Lair!! Your shorts are on fire!! You can't be my Mittu. My Mittu stays at only office. This isn't his office. Listen, I'll give you one feee advise. Don't try to letch over me, Mister. You don't know my hubby. He is no less then a hulk. With his one punch, you will go flying to your home.", She warns him making him chuckle through his tears.

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To be continued.. ❤️❤️