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Love Ekta
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" A spilling dew is like an unwavering stream of emotions yet untouched... For blues and yellows can mellow when one embarks on a quest? But will we like the answers we find at the end"

As tiresome as the journey may have been neither had felt the hours fly bye for they stayed in there little bubble till the final whistle screamed to puff along the track if their arrival  as the locomotive had slowly finally settled in its designated track as expected... Throughout the ride both Swara and Sanskaar had talked of there findings and much more but at the heart of it had been there excitement of finally getting to see Nakul settling down in his life.... A hope or merely a dream they had carried a torch for so long for many had uttered that Sinha would never let the little union happen for the unlike match of social rankings... Hence the endless hours of chatter had seen them gently fall into a humble slumber one beyond there control which had started at a mere distance but yet ended upon bringing them somewhat closer then they had anticipated for its as if there soul had sung there own lullaby to initiate the warmth of many moons and more... So as the station conductor walked the cabins to gather and alert the passengers of there arrival it felt as if the two souls would struggle to unravel themselves for neither desired nor wished for it especially as Swara snuggled furthermore in the warmth she had been so much enjoying for the last couple of hours...

She cocooned herself further in his arms as she lay her head further in the crock of his neck... The gentle breathing only caused the moment to prolong as the hustle and bustle could be slowly heard spewing through the windows... As the tea stalls hollered at the passengers to retrieve the crucial morning sales  from cranky travelers whom where more concerned about getting to work or home to the once they loved... As the elderly man smiled at the young couple insight he wished he didn't have to spoil there moment for it looked like the young man was much in love with the petit woman for the shine his smiled carried showed he had finally reached the place he desired...

He would see many passengers pass by the crowded platforms of the station on a daily basis of which many would include young lovers to newly wedded couples or your average go getter whom was on a mission to become the next tycoon of the year... Every traveler he met always carried a hope in there eye or a wish as his fellow colleagues would often describe it as, as they watched people arrive and depart at the ports of the terminal...

So he let the young couple have there moment as he saw the young man gently kiss the top of his beloved head in his sleep while sliding her closer to his beating heart for he neither realised but for the first time in years Sanskaar had been lost mist the echoing slumber of sleep... A balm that had final calmed him within which even his work had been unable to fill... So the conductor left the duo to alert the other passengers only to make his way back to them again later...

It had been nearly 30 minutes later that  Swara had finally been awoken by the constant calling on her mobile... Feeling irritated at first she called out to Ghala Amaya to switch off her phone  and let her sleep mist mumbling sweet curses at Rahul for once again setting her alarm for breakfast... He was on little devil whom loved to tease his Swara Di even when it was her day off...But having noticed that neither the door had opened nor the ringing had halted she had stirred further in her sleep only to open her eyes in slow motion while cursing the morning sun only to be graced by the presence of bumbling station through the windows of their stationed train...

It's when she had realised in shock that she had subconsciously fallen asleep once more in his presence but this time she had somehow managed to crawl into his arms without her realising... Swara was neither ashamed or shy but rather felt delighted as she watched in awe of his features for she realised he was far more stunning than she had first noticed..

Letting herself go as if in trance she gently traced the dark circles under his eyes as she frowned in worry mist working her way towards his lips as she passed the tips of his cheek which know was adored with the grace of his one day old stubble... Swara would have let her finger linger for a little longer if it had not been for the untimely buzzing on Sanskaar phone which had caused him to stir in his sleep... Watching him form a slight frown she hastily moved away as if pretending that's she had been setting her dress whilst trying to find her phone...

Sanskaar blinked as he slowly muttered gently to curse the unknown caller for awaking him from his soothing slumber... So as he straightened himself to remove his phone that was nestled securely in his pocket he had been left dazed by Swara behaviour.. He watched her as she shifted herself all nervously round the cabin while gathering there belongs for he himself had noticed that they had arrived and wonder why she had not woken him up to help her out...

Having finally managed to gather his bearings he called out to her only to be ignored... Not liking the sudden distance he tried to voice out the disappointment once again but he had been halted mist conversation as Swara mentioned that there taxi had been waiting and they would have to vacate the cabin soon for the conductor had already made his round once towards there cabin... Sanskaar raised his hands to object but Swara patted his arm in assurance as she closed her eyes and promised to listen to him as soon as they got home for there was a lot of work to be done since Nakul engagement was only a few days away... So asked him not to worry and gestured for him to help her take out the luggage and answer his phone too as she smiled walking away...

Sanskaar sighed and looked around the cabin and felt a slight pangs within for it felt like his little bubble had broken before it had even started... He was so sure that he had felt Swara near him for he was sure that she had even been observing him from close and he had not dreamt her touching him... But then he also knew it could have not been true for as he woke he had spotted her mist there luggage lost in her own troubles... Well Sanskaar thought he better answer the phone for the caller seemed persistent...

That's how Swara found herself joined by a very somber looking Sanskaar as he utter his final goodbyes to the caller... Sanskaar had not been aware but Swara had been watching him as he dragged there luggage on the platform all forlorn... It's as if all the sleep he had gathered was a forgotten memory and replaced was a tired looking man that was back to worrying about everyone else but himself... She knew the call had been important for he had waved to her to alert her that he was going to be another couple of minutes as he had spotted her chatting with their driver...

A few minutes later as Sanskaar joined her Swara had tried to ask him whom it was... However not wanting to talk about it just yet he had mentioned it was about work as the office had called and promised to explain as once they where home... She tried to hold his hand in reassurance but Sanskaar had simply refused the advance and sat in front of the auto with the driver while asking her to relax at the back... If only Sanskaar knew that Swara could do neither for she had already become worried and somewhat had started to fear the worst too...

For Swara fretted as she stepped out of the station into there taxi which had been sent  by her mother for Sanskaar had become somewhat distant all of a sudden.... Hence as the morning hew faded away to sweep in the morning blues Swara wondered what had mellowed all of a sudden for neither had there quest been forgotten but yes a fear had been opened and one that had left an unspoken request by the caller that had managed to change her Sanskaar back into his shrewd self once more from the friend she had started to adore not so long ago...

So as the taxi bustled it way through the busy station roads towards her home Swara wished she would reach soon so she could talk to her Dida once and for all.. Only to allow her heart to lay affront the endless possibilities of questions that had been hunting her ever since her trip... If only she had not  been busy in making the wish she would have noticed that Sanskaar had been watching her all along through the rear view mirror of the car only to worry to what had caused his Swara to become all upset all of a sudden... For he had not realised at that point but it had been at that instant that his heart had already subconsciously submitted himself to her as if intertwining there souls though a unspoken promise one that no matter the struggle would win no matter what he had planned for both of themselves...
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" A suburban field filled with dandelions neither bright or light but for many a few whom when we admire shine brighter then the twinkle in the sky"

Banaras- Sargam Foundation

Aman had been nestled securely in the embrace of his mother's lap as he watched the gentle chill simmer in the evening as the hews disappeared behind the bedding clouds... He had been feeling tired of all the visits he had been receiving throughout the last couple of days... Not that he was not happy with there concern but the constant void of his abbu kept him feeling isolated... Aman was feeling guilty for leaving his ammi to deal with it all.. He knew within his heart of hearts that he should have looked back sooner but what could he have done for either way he had been bound by a promise his father had made him take.. If only the circumstances in their relationship would have been different he would have shared it with his ammi openly...

Yet there had been other reservations that had been holding Aman back... It had been over three days that he had been reunited with his family in India only to have given his consent to having his aunts to hold the various prayers and watching them offer there condolences as they pleased... However that didn't easy his inner turmoil for it still had not given him the courage to visit  his father grave... For his inner demons that Aman had built in his heart had stem due to his insecurities of having to keep his father secrets from his mother.. Well if truth be told he felt worried for his Ammi for she looked frail as if time had not been the only factor to age the old grieving maiden... She had aged beyond her years for his father void could be felt throughout the Foundation especially when she was running behind the children trying to gathering them for there dinners or even complete there bed time routine...

Knowing full well that any conversation relating to his Abbu could trigger endless emotions to flood open for the damm that had been sealed was not so secure as he believed it had been... As a caring son he was Aman had kept tabs on the place through Dida afterall his Shomi auntie was a great help... Her generosity was as warming as that of Shekhar uncle but that still couldn't fill the void that he felt or saw within his Ammi... Truth be told if his Ammi could have had it any other way she would have sold the institution and moved away to be closer to her maternal family for she missed them immensely...

However out of all the secrets he had left the biggest was yet to be revealed... Aman looked up at his mother as she tried to lull him to sleep but yet today he felt that this gesture couldn't sooth him from within... For from his abbu journal he had learnt that there was so much more to be revealed and for that he felt he somewhat responsible of the pain his friend and mother where going through today... He wonder if he could encourage his Ammi to meet Sanskaar after all these years... As he watched her smile down at him he knew she was ready for she had forgiven him...

Earlier that day as Aman had informed Sanskaar of his arrival, he felt that his friend sounded somewhat lost... For as Aman carried on further discussing the finer details of there proposal he sensed that his friend was no longer keen as he had first been on his arrival to Kolkata... Having finally managed to get Sanskaar to tell him the smaller details in a nut shell he learnt that his friend was confused about his emotional self... Aman always knew his friend struggled with that side of his personality and he could once again feel that in his heart as his listen to Sanskaar mist chocking trying to explain of what he had discovered... Being the loyal friend he was he diverted Sanskaar mind by the only method he knew would work which was by asking him to come and see him for he made excuses of requiring his presence in the meeting which had been arranged to discuss the next step of deal that was finally taking shape between the groups.. Finally as Aman held his breath he explained to Sanskaar that he had been informed by Sahil secretary that a few dates had been penned in the calendar for the meet between themselves, Sahil and Mrs Maheswari for Mr Maheswari would be out of town... As he finished talking he waited for Sanskaar answer through bated breaths and smiled as he heard his friend reluctantly agree and mention that he would arrange to come down on the next available day for he wanted to make sure Dida and Nakul where all settled and didn't require his help with the engagement... Truth be told Sanskaar wanted to make sure Swara was okay before he left for she had become his need even without his realisation... So as they ended the call Aman made sure he texted his trust worthy allies by simply stating that step one of the plan had been set in motion while walking towards his Ammi chambers to make sure she was okay to go along with his plan after all...

Aman smiled at the glinting stars and knew he was being blessed by his father for he had always helped him out of his predicament... Feeling somewhat calm he kissed the palm of his Ammi hand as he promised that he had a suprise planned for her in the morning... Amaya looked at her son in wonder but before she could even slip the words of the tip of her tongue her Aman just smiled and stood up to walk away... "Nahi Ammi not a word of protest trust me.." as he looked down and leaned in to kiss the top of her head...

Amaya knew as she admired the brightest star of the night that the flowing stems once more had granted her wish for the field that lay barren for so long was once again blooming to come alive... As she entered her bedroom she smiled as she saw the vase blooming with her favourite flowers a sign she knew of brighter days yet to come... After all was it not once said that after every dark cloud there is a light a warmth we have to walk into no matter how heavy the burden of truth may be to carry and she knew she had hidden this sorrow within for too long... For finally she could admire both her sons without the burden of guilt or she hoped sleep to the lullaby of the swaying plants that swooshed away to the gentle chill of the night neither light nor bright but ever so right as they twinkle a little in delight... As in all his apprehensions Aman had forgotten that his Ammi had already met the lost soul he so wished to reunite even if she had failed to recognise the boy for whom he once was...
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"Keeping patience opens the gates to promises you wished to fulfil as courage leads to the path of bliss or evermore"

Badhi Baadi- Dida's Residency

A short drive later and having completed the formal pleasantries upon there arrival Sanskaar sat securely in the bay of the french windows which had been secured at the backyard of the house... He wondered as he flipped his phone back and forth why in his life had he have to have fallen twice... Yes he was wondering why was he having to deal with all the skeletons of his past as if they where his present... He had been running for so long from himself and today he stood at another crossed road where he had fallen for another... Sanskaar when he had been little would stand in front of the mirror and wonder what his parents would have been like... He always asked within whom he was like as a person was he his fathers son or his mothers melody for neither did he know if his personality matched there's or his passions... Yet he had grown to become a man of steel a soul that sailed along the river laid baron only to ponder ashore when confused as that was the only mirror that would simmer to shine as he wanted... Then why did he miss them more today then when he was younger... As he had received the call from Arjun and Aman earlier that evening he in his life for the first time envied them all for all had there mothers to sooth away there worries...

The clues they had gathered from the various institutes had confirmed that the picture they had found related to a project that had been handled by the Maheswari of which a co sponsor had been Mr Gupta... Sanskaar knew that he had to meet either of them to get a clue of whom the people where as the image had somwhat faded... But then he had been asked by his friend to join him at the foundation to discuss the deal and meet his Ammi.. Sighing Sanskaar battled the demon within only to ask why the events couldn't happen in and order that would neatly tie in with his plans and let all the things in his life come together as he wanted...

Oh but would that not be too easy he mocked as the night sky sauntered in... Sanskaar smiled at the heavens once more and thought on one hand he could finally learn of the family he had and then there was Swara the moth that become to mean something more to him then he had expected... He realised that moment as they had left the station that his heart longed to only be with one for he could only give his body and soul the courage to  let someone in once to help him make it beat again... For he had promised to Mariah that he would let in the chance to be loved if he found it and then he had gone and bound himself with the promise his Dida had made him take to become the man he was destined to be... The burden of truth laid heavy within for today he wanted neither but to sooth the looking glances he had been receiving from Swara for he had not spoken to her since sharing there last moments earlier in the day...So here he sat thinking although both where precious gifts one would bring him the joy he wanted and the other the burden of pain neither he welcomed for reasons only to well known to his and his soul alone..

Sanskaar knew in a suburban field of many he had found everlasting friendships from which he had let his heart to learn to bloom or to trust yet today he wondered if all those years he had spent yearning and admiring others had been worth it... His talk with Arjun had only affirmed that he had held within... Sanskaar had always believed that he had been abandoned if not for love or money he was sure that his parents wanted freedom... He knew as he waited watching the lanes getting ever so smaller that his longing would bear no reward for the twinkle that shone down bright was only a myth created by legends to make one believe that the world was a brighter place if we could only see the beauty it had within through that of a eye of patience...

Yes patience a word that struck a cord of acidity within his chest each time the emotion was felt or mentioned... No he never resented anyone he met in his life but yet he was tired of waiting for that star to bless him that would finally wash him ashore.. Sanskaar knew that Swara was the one... The woman he wanted to give himself too... For he wanted to lay bare all that he had in her hands... He wanted her to have the ultimate control over his life for he wanted to give her the power to save him or destroy what he had left within as he  lay back with his eyes closed in defeat...Sanskaar knew a soul as pure as hers would fill the void he had felt all his life as with perfect love comes perfect trust and the knowledge that should his love wish him gone, he would never raise a hand in defence but simply slip away from the bliss that was never meant to be his to begin with...

Just like the passing night clouds as they gathered to become a divine prayer Swara had become his sky and the clouds that lay forth... Sanskaar smirked as he recalled his moment with Nakul where he had argued with him that he would never fall in love like he had... He had called his friend silly for even stating that one person could occupy his mind and soul... Sanskaar had found the notion to be silly and outdated for he knew people lived to be selfish and emotions had no place for such intentions... For relationship had become such a commodity which one could buy through social ranking for the more wealth you had the greater the love you would receive well that had always been the case for him and Sanskaar was not going to change his believe for anyone even if he was his best friend...

Yet tonight Sanskaar craved for the gentle river and the birds that sing. For her thoughts where spinning around in his mind as if he was going mad Sanskaar was so sure he could feel her presence in the air, as if he was longing for her touch, only to recall her in a way that sends currents to spark  through his mind, body and soul. It had all started with the train ride or truth be told on the night where they had officially talked under the stars from when he could neither look back or decide on how to move forward...

Swara had become his light, his medicine and light... For her laughter brought the light of hope which he had so far enjoyed the most... Hence as Sanskaar slipped his heart securely into his imagery pockets he was joined by Swara whom had failed in the urge to stay away wondered her way over to him...If some time ago someone would have told him he would come have feared another person presence he would have laughed yet today Sanskaar stood guard to his heart as he locked it away securely to stay safe and sound. For yes he feared the power she had to control his heart to song of her soul...

Eyeing her in the eye he twitched his brow to ask to what he owed the pleasure as he checked the time on his phone... It had just passed midnight and per her routine she should have been in bed for Madam had made it clear that she needed her beauty sleep when they had been away... Sanskaar knew she wanted to talk and was simply feeling hesitant of what to say... Although he could have done without her tonight he kept patience to hear her out to what she had to say...

Yet rather then being embraced by her words he was welcomed by the glimpse of the tear drop that had laid to rest at the edge of her eyes... Swara had been feeling upset and his silence had neither helped to ease her worries even after she had talked her worries through with Dida...

She had mentioned that she was unnecessary worrying for men often would shut themselves away when it came to work and Sanskaar was no different but Swara knew that this was not the case for she had learnt that he never shied away from work tension but would tackle them head strong as he had in the trip... Taking the leap of faith with courage she asked him what had him worried only for her to be left startled by his one syllabus answer of You...

Out of all the scenario Swara had played in her mind she had not expected it to be her for she pondered on what mistakes she had made and could recall she had made none... So what could she have done that had left him so upset... Swara was about to ask but he denied and motioned on to explain... He told her of all his insecurities around his past, the idea of having a family and feeling loved... But most importantly Sanskaar told her the truth that he feared her friendship for the road ahead was so uncertain and he was struggling to make a choice for either way he was sure to lose...

Feeling guilty Swara reached out to touch him but stoped and held out her hand... Holding on to the hope she felt within her heart she let the courage lead her mind as she watched Sanskaar with bated breaths..Sanskaar motioned forward ever so slowly as he held her hand gently in his... The warmth cocooned him once more he asked her what he had wanted to do all along since he had been encouraged to do so by Aman...

He looked her in the eye full of hope "Swara will you come with me to the Gala as my partner?" as he slipped his hands out of his pockets and finally let the guards he had built slip away... Swara had been left speechless by his requested but nodded her agreement to confirm she would go with him... Sanskaar couldn't help but smile as he pulled her in for a hug a sign to express how relieved he had felt for the twinkle in her eye had been enough encouragement for him to take the leap of faith afterall...

So as Sanskaar finally laid forth the truth Swara wonder if she was ready to attend the event for he had not asked her to come out of obligation but more so that out of the graciousness of his heart which held there new found friendship at a level not so far away from her own but yet far enough that would make the simple ocean waves seem like tiny speckles of dust a hope that was to bloom to so much more if only the gates where opened with a more encouraging lead...
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"A promise is to be broken when a vanished ghost is resurrected to blossom as the dandelion it was meant to be"

Howard's Home - Seattle - USA

Mariah had been settle mist her garden pruning away at the weeds that had settle mist the various shaped banks she had created for the new buds she planned to bloom... She had been trying to distract herself since the morning after she had spoken with Howard from whom she had learnt that Aman had arrived safely to Kolkata and was now busy catching up with his relatives whom had traveled from various cities to catch-up with the boy they had missed so dearly since the last few years...

It had not bother her that her husband had seemed aloof since the last couple of days for he would have his days where he would like to keep himself away at a distance ever since that faithful day.. Yet it had been during breakfast that very morning that Mariah had spotted him looking forlorn as if something had been eating him on the inside... She knew just like her Howard had been missing Sunny dearly for he had swapped his swift in the gardens for the afternoon slot as it reminded him too often that the lad had been away for more then two months already... It's not that they had been happy for him but he had been such a part of there daily life that it somewhat felt incomplete without seeing or hearing from him every other day... As she hummed her favourite lullaby to easy her worries she spotted Howard looking at the circle bank of dandelions as if they where the most beautiful plants that he had ever seen... Well it had been on his assistance that she had planted them to begin with for professional gardens like herself would often see them as weeds that took away the beauty of other blooms that had been laid to blossoming along with them...

So as Mariah dug in the shuffle to the grounds to soften the souls she was gently graced by his gentle footsteps... They where meant to be ever so light but after nearly 30 years of marriage she could not help but chuckle at him for he had not been able to master the art of discretion no matter how hard he had tried at being discreet...

Mariah would nag him endless and as he would reassure her with his variety of gestures or simply the every lasting embrace she could not help but argue within for once again ruining her little bubble... For unlike her Howard loved to cuddle and would insist she join him at the bench he had built near the bank of flowing dandelions which lay around there favourite tree which ensured that these little gems where safely hidden from any of nature natural creatures...

The muddy boots as they lay in the hall later that evening where a remind of what she had  just once more had to endure... She had remember as he had explained of his call with Aman and of his worries of Sunny for he had explained that he was walking the roads of emotions which would lead him to endless possibilities of pain.... Howard had held her close as he caressed her hand within his and would ever so often mist conversation bring it up to his lips for a gentle kiss.. One that would make Mariah blush endless but today as she had watched into her husbands eyes she had seen that they had been vacant just as they had been on the evening where they had lost more then they would have anticipated... The mere mention of the Gala had bought back all the memories that's she had hidden so securily at bay for it recalling it was like living the nightmare all over again and one she never wanted to walk though again no matter what...

As she fiddled away with her locket in an attempt to remove it Mariah watched her husband pack away as he promised her he would look after himself.. Howard had tried to encourage her to join him but had failed for she had simply refused to walk through the pain again... Truth was she never wanted to talk of it again for she had closed the chapter and the only memory she had left with her of that time was the locket that she had been left with by her mother for it had been a family heirloom one that was passed down when one was starting a new journey just like she had with Howard.. The people she had once believed where there family had deceived them in such a way where she had lost all trust in humanity for they where the ghost that could never become brighter no matter the amounts of dandelions once wished upon a star... Mariah had asked them for help when she had been ousted out of her own home... The only heirloom she had been able to take had been the locket she held close to her for all else was snatched once she had walked away from the boundaries with her husband in toe...

Yet more then her Howard had not only lost his home, friends and career he had also lost the land he called his soul for he had promised to never return for nine had believed them when they had mentioned that they where innocent... They had been proven guilty of a crime they never committed of which they had been punished once more when they had least expected it... Mariah steadily made he way toward the vase that lay settled in front as she poured the dews to ensure that the dandelions didn't whither away but lay secure as she had first picked them from the grounds... For they where the promise that blossomed bright to endure that her Howard would return not a broken man but whole just as he had done all those years ago... She touched the blooms ever so gently and hoped that he would bring with him her Sunny to for today she felt his absence far greater then she had ever done... Mariah felt frighten for the call had not soothed her worries but had increase her fears for her beloved seem to be on a mission to lay the demon to bay once and for all...

Meanwhile she heard Howard carry his luggage towards the door as he asked the taxi driver to settle the luggage in the trunk of the car.. He didn't know why but before he crossed the threshold of their home he had felt this longing to hold her tight once more before he left... In his  desire Howard had failed to spot the vase nearby as he  finally snuggled closer to her as if to reassure his heart that she was safe mist trying to show her that he would be home soon... A little while later Howard managed to gently detaching himself to look her in the eye one last time before he had been abruptly been brought back to the present... So as Howard quickly kisser her forehead and patted her cheeks he rushed out towards the door as he had been made to do by the hollering of the final call which had been made by his driver whom reminded him that they where already running late..  As a result of it Howard had not glanced back and so had accidentally nudged the vase on the table for it to only topple over for a panicked Mariah to deal with it in his absence.. 

Hence as the vase creaked on the floor shattering away the warmth of the whole room the table creaked anew as the drops glistened to table top leaving behind a worried Mariah watching the path of her beloved as Howard went to safe the one he loved beyond all to resurrect the ghost she secretly wished lay hidden deep... If only she could have reversed time she would have let the dandelions be for they where their to bring sunshine for the one she believed felt low if only she learnt that sometimes wishes cannot be kept to once's self no matter how hard she tried...
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" When one starts to life a dream another is awaking a night where guilt has become the soul of redemption, yet is it right to make one wrong into a right by taking it away from another?"

Maheswari Residency - Kolkata

Adarsh smiled down brightly as he was joined by Sahil in his study... He had just competed one of his many phone calls of the day as he hid in his Dadi study from the rest of his family when he had been informed by there loyal servant that his friend had come to see him... He watched Sahil saunter in after a few minutes swaying in his favourite designer suit dressed all in black as if he was on a mission to kill...

He had always admired his friend for his calm persona for even when he had been surrounded by all the wealth in the world he would always refuse to hang out at the most sought after restaurants or hotels... Adarsh smiled as he would listen to Sahil explain that all he wanted was to feel at home and for him that meant a coffee with a loved one not one made at the coffee house surrounded by all the people that where pretending to be something they where not... He had admired this quality of his and today had learnt to value it too...

If it had not been for him he would have not been married with the lady he loved with all his soul...For Sahil had been the one that had helped him convince his Dadi for his alliance with Pari so when Sahil had called him asking if he could come over he had simply not been able to refuse...

It was rare that Sahil would make these social visits especially when he knew he had been really busy with his latest business deal one that his father had been working on alongside with there new associate from Karma... So as he smiled back at his friend watching over his favourite painting he had been surprised by the card he had handed him... Taking it he opened it slowly whilst gesturing through his eyes asking him what his was... Adarsh had been surprised as he saw Sahil blush as he gestured him to have a look... As he looked down he could not help but smile and hug his friend for his wish was finally going to come true...

He let Sahil explain that him and Sinha uncle had finally met Dida and set the motions for making his dream become a reality... He knew Sahil lived for this moment for from his childhood he had always wanted to have a loving home one that was not driven by the wealth they held but by the love that blossomed within...Unlike his father Sahil was not a man that lived for spreadsheet or business deals for he was driven by the pride that the family name held...

He had done everything in his power to become the man that any lady would be proud to walk along side with... So as the winds had finally blown in his directions he had asked Adarsh if he would join him at the annual gala... For an unknown reason to Sahil Adarsh has stopped attending the event over the last couple of years... Ever  since he had officially taken over the office duties from Saraswati he had become reserved... He didn't know why but he knew Adarsh was hiding a secret for his apprehension at the request of his attendance had reaffirmed this...

Yet as his friend looked back at the painting mist sipping his coffee he nodded in agreement that he would join him... If only Sahil had know that it was not for his wellbeing but more of his own... One that had made him feel guilty for years yet today he felt that the winds had allowed him to make the corrections he should have done all those years ago... However the phone call earlier had eased his guilt but not freed his consciousness for he felt that he had been stepping on his friends dreams in order to correct the wrongs that had been made by his loved once in the past...

Adarsh wished he could let Sahil in on his secret but he knew it would only complicate matters so he let Sahil believe that his request mattered when in reality all he wanted was to be at peace within... He prayed to the heavens that when Sahil learnt of this truth that he could forgive him just like he had done servers times in the past... But what Adarsh didn't know was although it okay to hope to correct a error it is wrong to snatch another for a man scared is far deadlier then a demon that lay hidden deep within... A lesson he would soon learn...
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"Blowing at the stem I hold my breath by watching time fly away, dancing in delight as I see the last petal fly for wishing is engaging on making it happen... As a stronger soul emerges once more to love"

The following morning as Swara sat on the  bench in her baba garden she ponder away at her conversation with Sanskaar the previous evening... She had excepted his token of friendship and yet she had not felt content for her heart had felt empty... The peace she would have usually felt with his presence had strangely been missing.. It was strange for even after he had bared his heart to hear she felt like there had been a void a emptiness drawn by an imagery line that even space and time could not define... Well it had been her Dida fault for she had her all confused with her silly talks...

Yes as promised Dida had sat her down after the evening supper and discussed with her what she made of her confusions... Her Dida had patted Swara cheeks fondly mist explaining to her that her mother had felt the same way as she had started to discover her feelings for her baba... She had address Swara issues of nervousness only to explain that she was worried of how Sanskaar would perceive her...  It's like her bhaiya had mentioned to her when he had met Kavya for there journey had started off on a footing of friendship and the love they held today blossomed from the trust that they had managed to built over time... Explaining her hesitations Dida looked at her in awe mist explaining that not all buds bloom in the same stream for some blossom when the last stem has fallen... And undoubtedly Swara learnt last night that although Sanskaar had let her in he still had secrets that he couldn't share.. She realised the trust she wanted would have to be earned for Dida explained that although Sanskaar looked like a fighter his soul was fragile and of the two she would have to be the emerging soul that bound them together... She explained that although she had managed to become a balm to him by allowing him to share his feelings she was yet to gain his trust and that thought alone made Swara wonder where all those moments they spent worth it afterall... Swara ponder if she could run or even search forever in a universe where the finest point become imaginable as if time stopped into millions of tiny piece would it still explode into the speed of light where in the end she would see her dream become a reality by being in the arms of the man she believed she loved... She knew after their night at the hotel that her universe began with him and ended with his for his worries, tears and joys had become hers to cherish... For she realised at each path she took within their journey it all lead straight back to him from her heart to soul... Swara knew as she smiled down at her Dida trying to hide her emotions that her heart and soul had started to love his friendship for Sanskaar had been the only man she had been willing to let in after she had lost her baba... And the prospect of that dream shattering scared her somewhat for she was a woman that believed in forever and always when it came to loving the one you held above all...

Looking above at the sky as she replayed all these moments she wonder what was love? What where these longings? Could she ever explain to her heart or soul what love was like? She knew she could wipe the slate clean but could she allow her heart to beat and bow down to him and embrace him for the flawed man Sanskaar was? Was she willing to risk it all for a dream she had natured from a starlet night that had become the centre of her world..

She had hugged out all her worries with her Dida yet as she sat longing for her swing back as Sargam she wonder if she was ready to read the imprints of his palms as he held her close to breath in the melody of his love... Swara twisted the chain back and forth which had graced her neck ever since she had been a little girl... Like any other morning she closed her eyes and sent a silent prayer to the almighty above and prayed her day began within his and ended with his... She asked for her a sign to be sent down...

As if hearing the tune of her wish in delight a stem flew in her lap and graced her palm... Bring back a memory from not to long ago where her mother had explained to her as a little girl " A man is a diamond in the rough, one you have to polish to make it shine to your liking but when done it's more precious then all the wealth you hold" back then she simply refused to acknowledge or understand her words... She had dismissed it as bases folk talk... Her mother had smiled and even reprimanded her by saying she would understand when she learnt to love or found the one that would be the centre of her world... Yet today as she sat looking at the stem in her palm she finally knew what she had meant. But to her Sanskaar was simply her diamond and one she was willing to fight for... For all else could be broken in the world as desired but she had learnt that her man was one that would fight to change it all by not letting it effect him in become the man that he was today and for that he shone with a inner beauty that was the rarest of all to find even if it was one of the same for others whom deemed him flawed... Swara wonder if this had been the reason that her heart had swayed to his for the symphony of his soul had been the reason she believed had lead her to fall in love with him, that sparkle if nothing was one that nobody could ever take away from him or her no matter what lay ahead... So smiling she let her eyes close once more as she blew the stem of her balm as she held the ring closed in her palm allowing her to wish only to watch the stem fly in delight in a direction where her heart would begin to engage what would become her ultimate home as she walked back into the drawing room to join the others mist the warmth of the engagement preparations... She was going to be their soul that would fight to bring her man home for she had decided that the leap of faith was worth the risk and a start would be to embrace the Gala with all her soul...

Meanwhile on the other side Sanskaar held the dandelion close to his lips as he closed his eyes and blew away at the stem to make a wish he had been holding so close in his heart... He held his breath as he watch every last stem fly alway in symphony to the tune of his soul for his heart had finally learnt to fight for what he had come to love... And all it had taken him was to take a leap of faith... If only he knew that the truth of one matter was soon going to squash any feelings that where blossoming within for his delight would soon make him choose to make ultimate sacrifice for he was neither prepared or ready to do so... But then when had the dandelions ever been in his favour to begin with...
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To be continued