Mona is glaring at karan with blood in her eyes. Karan nonchalantly keeps on looking in his phone. When she cant take it anymore she snatches his phone.

"Tum ko exactly kya bimari he? Mujhe aaj tak samajh nahi aaya. You'd see a doctor. No. You should see a geneticist. Your whole system is corrupted."

"Jagah ka lihaaz kar lo warna sadak par captain pitega to accha nahi lagega. And for your kind information this whole fiasco is because of you. So out of all people, You have no right to ask questions!'' She humps.

"I am the cause? Are you crazy? You didnt update your deatils. Its your mistake. How am I responsible for it?"

"As if you did!" She scowls.

Karan snatches his phone back from her and types something. After few swconds he shows her his phone with a huge grin on his face.

"Ummm......" she is searching for words.

"Ab kya huya? Saanp soongh gya? You saw na...I did update my details. I did mention you as my legally wedded wife in my details. I did update my office about my marriage. You didnt! Its your mistake."

"What do you mean? Tumse shadi karke olympic me gold medal nahi laayi thi main jo dhindhora peet ti. Aur bhulo mat. Dhokha deke shadi huyi he ye. Your cunning brother got us married! I'd have sued you instead of informing everyone about my ponzi marriage."

"Ye baat baat par aaditya ko kyu sunati ho tum? Jo kahna he mujhse kaho. Aur kaisa dhokha? Padhi likhi nahi ho kya? Har paper bina dekhe sign kar dogi? Thodi to akal honi chahiye na."

This boils mona. She picks her milton' water bottle and is about to hit his head.

"Tum par manhani ke sath sath sharirik haani ka bhi dawa thokunga. Hath samhal kar rakho apne. Bhulo mat...I do have hands and brain."

"I curse the day I got married to you."

"Ye sunte sunte mujhe saat mahine ho gaye. Koi naya dialogue maro. I am bored."

"Shakaal ka pota.."

"I do have hair."

"Tum yaha se jao na. I dont have enough energy to mess with you. Please leave."

"With pleasure." And he leaves. Mona curses him mlre in her mind. She is still going on with her curses when her boss bhatiya arrives with few papers in her hand.

"You'd have taken care of it. You know your salary may be withheld or you'd be noticed for hiding details. Income tax file karte time bhi you have not mentioned you and your husband' joint assests. You have to. Now fill these forms and wait for the further directions. What kind of brain you use for living, woman!"

She listens bhatiya silently. This was her mistake after all. After the marriage fiasco she had completely forgotten about that she had to inform her department about her marriage. If not atleast while filing IT she had to show her whole family' income. She had gotten those share transferred to her. It loterally skipped her mind. Moreover the marriage was sham.

The heck it was sham. All the problems it brought are so fucking real. How the hell this marriage is a sham! Everyday there is new drama. New problem. Yet the marriage is sham! This marriage is as real as hair on donald trump' head. Man! She should have shown those shares in itr. Now there is a danger of scrutiny. What the fuck is going on in her life.

"Capatn karan knows few people in ministry. You'd ask your husband for stopping office inquiry. The showcause notice might be issued but more than that will affect your promotion. Your small mistake can cause you your career. Why are you so careless!"

"Sir. The marriage happened in a blink. I didnt even tmget the time to think of consequences. Moreover I had no idea all this was going to end up like this."

"I dont know what were you thinking. You married into a business tycoon family. You got the shares. They are worth more than your yeatly income. Do you think people will leave you with that much of money alone! If somebody had complained you't have been suspended. Do you know? You should thank your stars that it is just a simple official alert that you got. You want to jeopardize your career?"

She is silent. She has no answer. Bit somewhere bhatiya is right. That jerk aditya...that sob has cost her her face and time and almost her job.

It takes her few more hours for further fomalities and updation. There has been a gap of seven months. The dividend was taxable. Danger if hiding income is looming on her head. This is eating her up. She files last document and leaves the office.

Karan is waiting for her in parking lot. Her mood worses seeing him still there. She says nothing and moves past him. However after few steps karan holds her hand and stops her.

"Hath chhoro..dimag kharab he mera. Kuch ulta pulta kar dungi. So just leave my hand.''

"Do min ke liye shant raho. I have talked with few people. Dont worry. We can delay the whole transferring process. We will show documentation delay. Dont worry. Kuch nahi hoga."

"Yes. For you. But not for me. I have been dragged in this whole fiasco unnecessarily. I didnt even know you. I didnt even want to see you or know you. Yet my whole career is on line just because of this marriage. And you say main shant ho jau! Throw your life askew and then try to be calm. May be you'll because you never have to worry about anything. Dad' money and brother' protection was keeping you safe. When did you struggle? Its easy for you to let things go. But I cant. I just cant. Its about my whole life. I never wanted those shares. I never wnated that money. I didnt even want marriage. And yet I am the one who is about to suffer because of this marriage. Why! Why me!"

Karan is looking at her....

"Mona. Sometimes things happen and you can not control them. Thats what is called fate."

"Marrying you was my fate? Please no. I want to change this fate. For everything good I want to change this. I'd give anything to go back to my old life." She turns her face after the last statement.

There is silenece previaled between both of them. Karan takes deep breath.

"Wait atound six more months. Company will be formally taken over by aadi. I'll divorce you then."

She at once turns.

"Give me in writing."

"Dont you trust me? After all this....you still dont trust me?"

"No. Not a bit."

"Wow! You can kiss me but cant trust me. Wow. Just wow."

"Stop bringing kiss in this."

"Kyu? Doesnt that involve me? Trusting me is harder than kissing me? Do i look like a toy you used to fulfill your desires!"

"Kya bak rahe ho? Tameez se bat karo."

"Tameez? You dont even know the basic manners of a relation. How can you ask me to be civil!

You know what i wont divorce you. Not in this life...not in any life. Jo ukhadna he ukhaad lo."

"Main tumahre against mahila aayog jaaungi."

"Ha. Main purush aayog jaaunga. Abhi ke liye chupchap se jeep me baitho. Bahut tamasha ho gya he already. And from.now on start minding your tongue. I wont tolerate this behaviour anymore."

"Meri juti bhi tumse tameez se bat na kare."

"Andman transfer karwa dunga. Ghane jungle me saanpo aur maccharo ke beech. Rahogi. Dont provoke me."

"Ministry tumhare pitaji ki he kya?"

"Nahi. Sasur sahab ki. Ab chalo chup chap se."

He drags her and makes her sit in passenger seat. Mona is cursing him nonstop. Laran starts the jeep amd speeds it.

"Mera life insurance nahi he. Gaadi dheere chalao." But he doesnt listens. Jeep is speeding up. Mona looks at karan. His face is hardened. For a second her insides shout that something she said was hurtful to him. But her pride wont let her accept that. Suddenly she feels guilty. She had herself signed that document. She was the one who had not read that paper. She was the one who had caused the mkshap. Even if aadi had planned it she would have been more smart. Saying karan unnecessary things was not good. He is also a human. She feels like getting suffocated in that jeep that keeps on speeding up. Karan' face gives away all his feelings. His hurt is clearly visible. She feels very bad. Karan is jerk but she herslef is no less. Man! She should not have said all those things.

This damned tongue!

''Karan. Please drive slowly. I am sorry. Dont take your anger put on jeep. You're putting your life on line. Please stop. Karann.."

She tries to hold the steering wheel but karan stop the jeep in a jerk. She almost hit her head with dashboard. She can feel karan' eyes on her. She doesnt dare raise her head and meet his eyes.

There is a deep silence in the jeep. After few minutes karan tyrns to her and holds her forearm.

"Mona. Dont you take me as a human being! What crime did I commit exactly? Its not like only your freedom was sabotaged. I did lose somethings of my own. Dont you ever consider my side of story as well? Am I not even worth of sympathy?"

She is silent.

"You know you really made the moutain of mole. Things could have been turned out smooth but you never let them. I respect you for what you are. Can I not get even an ounce of respect for myself? Do I ask for so much? If I want to give this marriage a chance because I like you am I committing a crime? Dont I deserve some peace? Tell me."

She has no reply. To some extent karan is right. She did stretch things afar. Loss of her freedom had made her so mad that she forgot karan was also a human. Even if he was getting involved in a banter with her he was still respecting her. He was still not trying to blame for everytbing the way she was doing. He was still co operating. He was still tajing her out. He was still helping her in house chores. He was still respectful of her needs. But she...she was somewhere ruining the peace. Peace of her life...peace of this relation.

"I am sorry."

"I dont want you to apologize mona. Its not about feeling sorry. Its about you and I. Dont you feel anything for me? I dont question your bamter with me. Its better to talk than be in silence. But past these months you still want me to leave you. This thought comes so easily to you. And here I can not even think of I being able to live without returning to your house. I dont think I'll be able to survive if I lose my place in your life. I can not even imagine you out of my life. After everythingvwe went through we shared same roof. After everything we said to each other we got up together in same house. Even if I was hurt or angry I never wanted to leave that place. How can you easily say you want to leave me? Dont I even have a small place in your life? Bolo."

She stares at him. Whatever he said......was Galileo reciting poem. It was shakepeare doing math. It was bizarre and unexpected. She has no idea what exactly happened just now.

"Karan....I am sorry."

"Mona...I dont want your sorry. U dont want you to apologize. Dont. I never take your words seriously. You know it. But....just tell me...why the thought of divorce comes so easiky to you whereas I get so scared even thinking of it!"

"Maybe I never think divorce as divorce. May be for me divorce is nothing but some push that messes with you. Some taunt that can irk you. Mentioning divorce makes you mad and I enjoy that.

Honestly....I never thought what I'd do or how I'd go with all this divorce thing. It was making you mad and I enjoyed it."

"But its not a small word. No matter how we married I have spent seven months with you...together...under same roof. I cant even imagine of being away from you. Why do you use such harsh words? You dont think I can get hurt too?"

"I am sorry karan. But the relation we dhare is more of tom and jerry less of romeo and Juliette. I...never saw you in that light. Yes...I was happy messing with you. But ...perhaps I didnt take things seriously the way you did. I am really sorry."

"Do you really want a divorce? If you do...Believe me..I'll not stay in that house even a minute longer. If my presebce really haunts you I dont wanna make you suffer."

"I dont know....I really dont know what I want. My life has been in chaos after marriage. I never really thought what I exactly want. I have been busy blaming you and living this chaos. I dont know if I want divorce or not. I just know that the life was smooth before marriage. The chaos you brought made me move so much."

"Do....do you want to go back to you old life?"

"No idea...

But now that you have mentioned it ..I think.......

Perhaps I have gotten used to this chaos."

Karan takes a swift turn and looks at her. She is looking anywhere but him. He wastes no time and smashes his lips on her. However mona pushes him the very next second.

"Hawas ke pujari. Chalta phirta road he ye."

"To? Apni biwi ko kiss kar rha hu. Dusre ki biwi ko to hath nahi lagaya na."

"But dusre ki beti ko to hath lagaya he na. My dad wont tolerate all this."

"To phir nana bhi nahi banenge wo. Bina hath lagaye kuch nahi hoga. Aur tum har bat me poiri duniya ko kyu beech me laati ho? Abhi meri tumhari baat chal rahi thi. Accha khasa smooth track par chheje aayi thi and you just ruined everything..are you even normal?"

"Agar normal hoti to tumhare sath rah paati?"

"Ye bat mujhe bolni chahiye. Filhal...lets get back to house and resume what we left. I think problems have just started. Before things go haywire...we should atleast have sex."

"What do you mean?"

"Abhi tak tumhare department ko hosh nahi tha now out of nowhere rhey are asking you about your assets! Dont you think-"

"I knew it! Ye sab deewan khandan ka raita he. I so knew it. Man! I am not gonna leave the person who is bwhind all of this."

"Then I am behind all of this. Dont leave me."

"Eeeew. Chhhee. What a gutterchhap flirt you are!"

"You think you deserve shahrukh khan?"

"No. I just want Raju."

"Shut up mona.'' And he drives her away. This is second stage of fiasco. And drama has just begun.