Aasan nahi yaha
aashiq ho jana,
Palko pe kaanto ko sajana.
Aashiq ko milti hai
gam ki saugaate,
Sabko na milta ye khazana

Chapter 7: Decision time

Vidhi came back from the river and searched Mansi all around, Mansi was crying sitting on sofa.

"Mansi, listen--" Vidhi was stopped

"No you listen! I'm not gonna.. not gonna let you make him yours. He's been my life! That dream.. I can't imagine my life without having that dream. I don't know..you go away" she cried again

"Mansi listen, I came here just to tell you that whoever he is I promise I will sacrifice him. Promise that the moment I knew it's him I'll never let him come into my life. I promise" Vidhi said

"Chhoo ke bolo tabhi maanungi (touch and promise)" Mansi said

"Le baby *touching her head* ab khush? (Now happy?)"

Mansi was overwhelmed, she hugged Vidhi very tightly and cried. She was happy that Nigam will still be hers and double happy that she have such a friend.

"Where is Dhruv?" Vidhi asked

"He went to Billu Tailor shop" Mansi's mom said

Vidhi stiffened hearing her voice, then they both turned around. She noticed that her frown was replaced by a smile, a genuine one. She came forward and hugged Vidhi.

"I'm so sorry beta(child) due to society and myths I almost treated you like a stranger. I thought of these traditions and rituals important than everything else but now I know that.. this *points towards her heart* is more than any boundaries beta"

Vidhi was almost on the verge of tears but she didn't cry instead wore the biggest smile. She found her lost family again.

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Sumedh tried Varun's phone for like 100 times but it was unreachable, he was worried of what might have happened to him. While Bhavani called him to this Tele Relations Fest, he didn't knew how to behave with her. He searched in internet all the conversations guys come up with their girlfriends.

He wore a Black Shirt with shaggy jeans, he looked at himself in the mirror once and left for the fest. He picked her up from her house, she was sitting in the passenger seat.

She wore a Black Off shoulder one piece with lots of makeup but looking decent. They wore the same color so she was blushing. That day when they went for movie Sumedh's friend came to talk to her.

'Hey, I... I am Varun his friend. You love him, I can see that. Listen Sumedh is the cheesiest guy you will ever find so please don't be a stranger. Talk with him as if there is no tomorrow, ask him about himself.
I'm telling you all this cuz he is your first ...Love and it's hard to make him comfortable so don't worry be yourself' he said

'Thank you a lot, I was so much confused about his behavior with me. Well what is the dream he keep getting, I've seen him mutter things sometimes between short naps'

Varun told her everything about his dream. She was laughing loud after Varun left but suddenly realisation sets in and she thought that if she said the same things to him maybe he will love her. She took a decision of making him believe that she was V.

"Medhu baby, stop the car" she said

"Why what happened?"

He stopped the car and then suddenly she sat on his lap and held his shoulder. She was feeling different things when he held her by her waist too.

"I wanted to tell you a very important thing. I know it might sound filmy but I have to"

Sumedh was listening intendly, she sat on his part. He was aroused because she was very close to him and she was touching him slowly slowly.

"You know I got this dream daily about consoling a guy about his mother, I thought I loved him. I think I still do can't figure whom I love more you or him" she said kissing him

He straightened up but before he could say anything she crashed her lips with his, and started riding him slowly while kissing. She bit his lower lip and grasped his hands and kept on her hips while riding.

He got harder, she was riding him. He was damn happy he wanted to tell her that he loved her more because she is the girl he too has been dreaming about.

She started to give moist kisses down his jawline and bit his ear and winked him tring tring tring they heard the phone ring.

"Hello" she said

"Yeah, um we're on our way. It's way much traffic here. Yeah we'll reach soon" she answered

"Damn" he said kissing her last time.

They reached the venue it was very beautiful, the theme was India's culture. He could see every dance style in the invitation card. He saw many sculptures. They sat at the back, and she held his hand, he looked at her with all the love he could ever muster.

The programme begin, there was Kashmiri dance, on their folks song and also on a Bollywood song "Bhumro- Pretty Zinta" then they came down slowly.

Gujarati dance, at one of real Gujju song other on "Dhol baaje- Hum dil de chuke sanam" he saw almost every dance but there wasn't any dance related to Rajasthan.

They went to food section meanwhile, and came back and saw people gushing and rushing to their seats.

"What is next?" He asked Bhavani

"The Owner of Tele Relations is from Rajasthan so he conducts the dance specially and by himself"

He nodded, he saw the beauty of their dance styles. The song had the texture of culture, the scenes shown on the background had the best possible things he have ever seen.

"That was awesome" he said

"It was" she said looking at him

"I'm driving now, come on"

"Where are we going?"

"To my house" she said

"Oh... why though" he said winking her

She slowed down, and came near his lips and said "to complete what we left"

He didn't moved, he knew if he kissed her now then they will complete the undone here in the car itself.