Dhriti wore her jersey and got ready for her big day.Kaashi allowed her to go but Dhaani disagreed.

"You won't go for basketball that's it" Dhaani spoke out.

"I will go and you can't stop me" Dhriti spoke out.

Dhriti entered the basketball court,the same basketball court where she kissed Mayank,her feet trembled and shiver ran down her spine as she relived the moments in her mind.

"I miss you so much Manky,I wish you were here to cheer and support me" Dhriti though to herself with a sigh.

She played her best but her efforts didn't go as planned.Others played better and Dhriti felt her heart sinking somewhere.

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"Hey where are we going?" Krish questioned Shweta.

"Today dad got invited as a chief guest for final selection tournament of Indian basketball team,let's join him" Shweta replied.

"VVIP treatment perks of being eminent figure in the town" Krish wondered.

Shweta and Krish sat in special box of the stadium.

Krish noticed a girl struggling hard to make basket. He looked her closely ignoring rest of the girls sweating in the court.

Her almond shaped eyes followed the ball, her black silky hair bounced as she tried to get the ball.

The selection came to an end,Dhriti's face fell and she looked disappointed.

"I won't get selected this time too,my last chance to represent India is gone" Dhriti thought as a pit form in her stomach.

As expected Dhriti didn't get selected.

"Let's go Krish" Shweta spoke out.

"Uhmm..you go,I have some work" Krish replied.

Krish walked towards the court where he saw Dhriti sitting in the Court,her back leaning to the pole of the basket ring,her eyes closed and tears flowing by her eyes.

Now her hair tied into a messy bun and nose turned pink due to crying. Krish sat opposite to her,observing her.

"You played well" Krish spoke out.

Dhriti opened her eyelids," You here? How so play basketball too".

"No I don't play basketball. I came here to watch the match,you played pretty well" Krish replied.

"If I played well,I could have  won my jersey for India.Alas this last opportunity is gone" Dhriti spoke out with fresh tears appearing in her eyes.

"You were good but others played better than you. You seemed  distracted at some points" Krish made an observation.

"I missed love of life,I couldn't play the way I wanted" Dhriti replied in her sub conscious.

"I know you are suffering with some personal tragedy but in this world everyone is dealing with shit. I have seen a spark in your heart to become something" Krish spoke out.

"Only Manky could read me this well.How does he knows what's going on inside me?" Dhriti thought to herself.

"Your face is reflecting emotions like a mirror" Krish offered his handkerchief to Dhriti.

Dhriti wiped her tears and she lied,"I am fine".

"You don't know how to lie" Krish pointed out.

"And you can read expressions really well" Dhriti smiled.

"Hmm..I used to be a lawyer" Krish replied.

"Used to be?" Dhriti questioned.

"I spoke against the biased judge and got kicked out" Krish spoke with a straight face.

"What really?" Dhriti burst into laughter and seeing her laugh Krish too joined the laughter fit.

"So,you see I am not doing my dream job but still I am okay with it" Krish replied.

"A life without dream sucks" Dhriti remarked.

"A life without goals sucks even more,if a dream got shattered built a yatch of goals to live" Krish spoke out.

"I am missing my friend Mayank,he is in hospital. We have lived almost our entire life together.I am afraid to loose him" Dhriti spoke out worriedly.

"I am sure Mayank will return all hale and hearty and if he sees you crying like these,he would be get more hurt" Krish advised Dhriti.

"Okay...I will stay strong and I won't cry too" Dhriti spoke out with crease of smile on her face.

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"Get this arrangement fixed" Dhaani spoke out to a match maker on phone.

"Dhriti is a married woman,why are you searching for a groom again!" Kaashi exclaimed.

"She will get married to whom I want.That Mayank is no qualifications, job,money or business" Dhaani spoke angrily.

"But now she is married to him.Without her will you can't marry Dhriti and why did you lie to this people that Dhriti's fiancé died.For God's sake Mayank is your nephew as well! How can you claim him dead when he is alive?" Kaashi lost his cool.

"He is almost dead and now I want Dhriti to move on" Dhaani spoke out with a cold heart.

"Unbelievable you are!" Kaashi threw his hands in air.

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"Krish,before we get married. I want to get to know you more" Shweta spoke out.

"Sure" Krish spoke out.

"What do you like to eat? Other than butter chicken" Shweta asked Krish.

"Hmm...Paneer butter masala" Krish  replied after thinking.

"Woah...you know how to cook" Krish spoke out with amusement on his face.

"I used to live on my own in London and you forgot I have spent my life in boarding school and hostel" Shweta spoke stiring spatula in the tomato gravy.

"Still it smells tastes delicious,seriously a South Delhi girl can cook like this " Krish spoke out happily.

"When Delhi 6 boy can live here in a south delhi house why can't I cook like a west delhi girl. It's all stereotypes you see,anyone can cook. Just that being a bussiness woman now I don't get leisure time to cook. I find cooking every therapeutic" Shweta spoke out freely.

"Without your cooking therapy you often errupt into a volanco" Krish spoke out.

"I am sorry for slapping but you were a true moron back then" Shweta spoke out.

"Where is everyone?" Krish questioned.

"Mom went to a kitty party and dad is out of station for a meeting" Shweta replied.

"We are home alone" Krish raised brow.

"No we have an army of servants" Shweta giggled.

Krish turned red,"I did'nt meant that way".

"Let me show you my thearte in the basement,you haven't seen it yet" Shweta spoke out.

There stood a beautiful thearte with 20 plush theatre seats a big screen and a huge project behind.

"Woah...it's awesome" Krish looked at it in awe.

"Kim bring us popcorn and put on a movie.No calls or bussiness meetings for now" Shweta instructed a worker.

Kim brought popcorn and cola after a few minutes.

"Don't disturb us" Shweta spoke out.

The movie started,Krish focused on the movie while Shweta chucked popcorn.

She steal glancing at him. "If you want something then ask me but don't stare" Krish spoke out.

"Hmm...nothing" Shweta turned crimson.

"What's happening to me? I am falling for this guy" Shweta bit her lower lip.

The movie ended and Krish got up to go .Shweta hold his hand," How was the movie?" She spoke looking at his lips.

"Nice" Krish spoke out.

Shweta walked closer to him and Krish moved a step backward.

"Just kiss him" Shweta's conscience commanded.

She brought her lips closer to his lips, just inches apart from his face she looked into his eyes. She quickly kissed his cheek and moved away.

"Shweta controlled yourself" Krish smirked making Shweta blush profusely.