Hi All..Thank you for all the responses and patient waiting.:)

Without much ado,here is the update.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:The flashback is in Italics .

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"Hello!Nirupama Ji boliye.'' Sameer spoke merrily loosening his tie.

"Sameer ji..Apke Nanaji ki tabiyat bigad gayi hai.Aap yahan aane ka intezaam kijiye.'' Sameer felt the colors drain away from the sky ,though the fore noon sun was shining hot and bright.He felt the tremors creep into back of his spine and thuds pounding against his chest.

"Nanu! '' He could only voice before fumbling on the recliner.Munna came back and was startled to see Sameer seating all lost,gazing no where in particular.

"Sameer!Kya hua?'' Munna asked jolting Sameer back to action.

"Munna!Nanu ki tabiyat bigad gayi hai..Main Almora jaa raha hun.Tu please sab sambhal lena.Main ..rehna chahta tha yaar.Nanu..I am sorry.''Sameer fumbled as he started packing his bag with essentials he always kept in his office chamber.

"Par pehle ticket to book karle.Main Namrata ko bolta hun.Aur befikr Almora jaa aur Nanaji ka khayal rakh.Institute mein sambhal lunga.Waise bhi academic meeting hi thi.Tension mat le.Tu aise tension lega to Naina aur Nisha kitne pareshan ho jaayenge.Mere bhai!Himmat se kaam le.Nanaji bilkul thik ho jayenge.'' Munna consoled as he hugged Sameer tight,patting him at back.Munna silently prayed for Nanu's well being.He was not only Sameer's Nanu but of everyone in Sameer's close circle.He was an unifying point in their universe.

"Bhaiya!Aap tension mat lo.Flight abhi teen ghante mein hai.Yeh rahe apke tickets.Avik apke saath airport jaa raha hai.Yeh Bhabhi aur Nisha ke liye kuch kharidi thi.Aur yeh chocolates bhi pack kar li hai.Aap ghabrao mat.Bhabhi se baat ki hai.Doctor check up kar rahein hein.Aap pani pi lo.'' Namrata said as she handed over the glass of water.

Sameer was in daze as several thoughts jammed his mind.Few of fears lying dormant since years had started to resurface.A sweat drop trickled down his forehead as he emptied the glass of water,few drops sliding down his Adam's apple,now taut with tension.

Meanwhile

"Doctor!Nanaji theek to hein na?'' Naina asked for the 7th time to be precise. The doctor nodded as he administered an IV ,while concentrating on locating the exact vein.

"Mumma!Nanu ko kya hua hai? Wo apse baat bhi nahin kar rahen hein?'' Nisha asked as she peeped from behind Naina's .She was scared with the doctor taking out injections and little bottles of white fluid.The doctor even drew blood out of her favourite Nanaji's upper arm.Then he measured something and she heard the doctor referring it as blood pressure or something.

Eww! How she hated the sight.

"Nisha!Andar jaa beta.Nanaji ka treatment chal raha hai.Shor nahin karte.Rishav ke saath baithke homework khatam karle. ''Naina asked as she saw Nisha sniggering at the vials and injections ,making hushed comments on them.

"Uncle Papa ke room mein jaun?'' Nisha asked while Naina nodded in affirmation.She was busy listening to the doctor's advice on dosages to be taken and medications that would continue and related stuff.

"Rishav!Pata hai Uncle ko main ab se Uncle Papa bulaungi.Mumma ne haan boli hai.'' Nisha exclaimed as she pulled out her notebook to complete the homework.

"Hein?Uncle Papa? Yaar Uncle hai ya phir Papa ..yeh Uncle Papa kya hai?Maine to kisiko aise nahin bulaya.''Rishav said scratching his head as Uncle Papa' combination of Nisha seemed more puzzling than the multiplication sum in his notebook.

"Tu na gadha hai.Dekh wo mere Uncle hein phir Mumma aur tune bola ki wo mere Papa bhi hein.To main unhe Uncle Papa hi bulaungi na.Isse bulane mein ajeeb bhi nahin lagega aur Uncle ko bura bhi nahin lagega.Samjha?'' Nisha asked as she tried making Rishav see and understand her point of view.

"Ohh..Haan.Samajh gaya.Acha idea hai.Acha ab yeh tables yaad karne padenge kya?'' Rishav asked sulking seeing the 14 multiplication table chart and felt how life would have been easy without the damn 'Mathematics' subject.

Few Hours later

"NANU!'' Sameer called and rushed,dropping the suitcase at the doorstep. Each moment of worry, anxiety or stress represented his lack of faith in miracles.

"Sa..meer.''Nanaji managed to speak as Sameer crouched near his bed and checked for all the administrations.He looked at the saline bottle hanging from IV stand and felt something jolt from within..

He cannot afford to lose Nanaji.Never.

"Nanu!Aap aise mujhe chod ke nahin jaa sakte.Aap aise mat kijiye..main phir se akela ho jaunga.'' Sameer spoke as his voice cracked and Nanaji caressed Sameer's head,with quivering fingers.The medication made him feel more weak and rendered him almost motionless.

"Tujhe chodke kahan jaunga.Ab to tujhe AIR ka Director banta dekhna baki hai..aur..phir apne Sameer ke bache ko dekhe bina kahan jaunga?'' Nanaji said making Sameer smile through the unsettled chaos.

"Aise hi muskurata rahe..Acha lagta hai.'' Nanaji said and Sameer could not help hugging his dearest person in the entire universe..his Nanu.

"Sameer! '' Naina called as she waited for Sameer to finish checking on Nanaji.She didn't want to intrude into the private space.

He looked at her and found her looking stressed as much he was.He had tried calling her before boarding the flight but the call went unanswered. He knew when she was around,he need not need to worry but then Nanaji's fragile health had made him fear the extreme.

"Naina se baat karle.''Nanaji asked and turned away from Sameer .Sameer understood Nanaji's command and covered him with the blanket,checking on the IV before leaving the room.

"Yeh juice pi lo.Thoda Nanaji ke liye banayi hoon. Thakan mit jayega. ''Naina said as she handed over the glass and went to unpack his suitcase.He held the glass,looking at her how she has gotten over their ugly altercation last time they were together..in a room.He promised not to repeat the same.He would give her all the time in the world to open up about her past,about Vikram,Sudip and all.He would just take care of the present as much as he can.

"Naina! ''He voiced only to be gestured to complete the juice first and then talk.

"Doctor ne kuch davayi likhe hein.Teen medicine nayi hai.Piku ke haath mangwa li thi.Baaki jo medicine chal rahein hein unke sirf dosages badha di hai.3 din baad check up karwane bole hein.Reports aa jayenge kal tak to pata chalega ki kuch aur davayi ki zaroorat hai ya nahin.'' Naina explained as she hung his shirts on the hanger.

Sameer realised that it was first time Naina was in his room.Yet she didn't act as alien to the room.As if she always belonged to the room,had the authority over his possessions.The way she tore the tag from his new shirt and the way she cringed on seeing the white shirt ,turned murky due to stain and sweat.He didn't know if he should feel happy or sad,they had parted on an ugly note years back and even after getting married..but she seemed completely immersed with her responsibilities towards Nanaji,towards Nisha and towards him.Was she happy with the marriage? Or was it just another responsibility for Nisha?

"Sameer!Yeh baaki jo kapde hein rakh lena.Yeh kuch shirts hein inhe dhone padega.Check karlo agar kisiko alag se dhona padega ya phir ek saath dho dungi. ''She asked throwing the shirts in a heap.

"Tumhein pareshan hone ki zaroorat nahin hai.Piku laundry mein de dega.'' He asked seeing atleast half of his shirts in heap,on floor.

"Piku ki aur laundry wale ki safai dikh rahi hai mujhe.Daag to gaya nahin kaise safai karta hai.Sabko sirf lootne ki padi hai.Pant mein se paise nikal lena.Dho dungi.Aur yeh shirt bhi utar lena.Main khana lagati hun table pe aa jao.'' She asked and left the room,wiping her forehead as the bangles jingled bringing melody to the tense stance of the house.

"Nisha kahan hai?'' Sameer asked as he made himself comfortable and started gobbling..he was terribly famished.

"Piku leke gaya hai Nisha aur Rishav ko ghumne.Yahin church ke pass ghumke aayenge.Nanaji ko saline lag raha tha na ..isliye main baher bhej di.Tum kha lo aur rest karo. ''She asked as she refilled his plate with some more mixed vegetables curry.

"Nanaji nahin khayenge kya?'' He asked completing his plate and licking his finger.

"Tum so jao.Main khila dungi.Davayi bhi deni hai na.''She uttered taking the plate from him and rinsing it.

"Naina..Umm ..tumse thodi baat karni thi.Wo.''. He trailed and fumbled not knowing how to broach the topic.

"Kal baat karenge.So jao ab.Namrata bata rahi thi ki aaj meeting thi.Stressed lag rahe ho.Aaj rest karlo.Kal dekhenge. ''She asked not giving him enough chances to ask her a 'sorry' atleast.He felt she was deliberately avoiding him ,very well knowing what he was trying to talk about.

"Naina!Nanu ko khana main khila dunga.Thodi baat unse bhi karni hai.'' He asked and she nodded complying his request.

"Moti!Ek baat bolun.Tu gussa nahin karegi to?''Rishav asked Nisha as they entered the house.

"Kahin tune mere homework copy to nahin kar liye jab mein susu (toilet) karne gayi thi?''She asked and mentally noting if Rishav nodded a 'yes' then he would not be spared a bit.She will complain to her Mumma,Niru Aunty,Uncle Papa,Nandita Miss and even Nanaji..ofcourse after he gets well.

"Nahin re.Mujhe lagta haiNanaji ko kuch nahin hua hai.Wo acting kar rahein hein.Jaise wo film ..Kal Ho Na Ho main Shahrukh Uncle kar rahe the. ''Rishav gave example to validate his point and make Nisha connect the dots.

"Tu pagal hai? Mumma pareshan thi iska matlab sach mein Nanaji ko kuch hua hoga.'' She said as she made herself sit on the sofa.

"Arey mein man se thodi bol raha hun.Jab hum dopahar ko pehle aaye the,tu aur Aunty aane se pehle tabhi maine Mummy ko Nanaji ke saath baatein karte suna tha.'' Rishav said as his mind travelled to flashback.

Flashback

"Kya Mausa ji?Aap to acting karne chale the par fail hogaye.Ab sach much ka bill bharna padega.'' Nirupama said as she stroked Nanaji ,fanning him as the electricity had gone off.

"Kya karun Niru? Bimari nakli thi lekin pareshani to asli hai na.Bas Naina ya Sameer jyada pareshan na ho jaaye.Sameer ko mere siwa koi dikhta nahin hai na kuch sujhta hai.''Nanaji said with a sigh and exhaled deeply.

"Aap so jaaiye.Naina abhi aati hogi.'' Nirupama said as she opened the windows to let the air come inside.It was too hot that day.

"Tujhe kya lagta hai? ''Rishav asked scratching his chin and Naina peeped to see none in the vicinity.Her mother was probably in the bathroom washing clothes.Piku had taken leave and Nanaji was sleeping peacefully,strangely with a smile;lingering on his lips.

"Check kar lete hein.'' Nisha suggested and both of them trotted to Nanaji's room.

"Dekh.Nanaji so rahe hein.Agar yeh sui (needle) nikal diya aur unhone chilaya to sach mein wo bimar hein nahin to acting kar rahein hein.Mummy ka bhi maine nikal diya tha.Mumma ko bahut dard hua tha.'' Nisha explained in hushed tones and Rishav did a 'thumbs-up' for the adventure.After all what they were going to do needed a lot of courage.

"NISHA!'' Nisha jerked at the intensity of the voice.The tube she had pulled out fell from her hand as her eyes met her ..

Uncle Papa.

"Uncle!..''Nisha fluffed the word as she saw not his usual demeanour which made her run into his arms.There was a rage and anger..scarier than even the villains in films.She hoped to see a smile and change in his stance but nothing so happened .Rather something unexpected happened.

She felt him push her to side without caring if she stumbled on the side chair.He didn't care to look at her before picking up the tube and getting engaged with it ,trying to fix the needle in place.

Had Rishav not held her she would have hurt her knee and elbow against the chair.If this was not enough,something worsened...more.

"Kya kar rahi thi? Jao yahan se.Bhatakna bhi mat iss room mein.BAHAR JAO DONO.'' Sameer spoke with anger dripping from his tone and Nisha's eyes pooled with tears.She was not accustomed to such attitude of her Uncle Papa.She doubted if it was all dream.

But no!It can't be because the next moment she heard her mother's name being called...with the same anger,same intense voice.

"NAINA!Kya kar rahi ho?Dekho bache yahan kya kar rahein hein.Khayal rakhna chahiye na.'' He uttered and went to bring the plate to feed Nanaji.He had been on terrace attending Munna's call when Nisha and Rishav had decided to pull the stunt.

"Aur tum dono.Shaitani ki bhi had hoti hai.Jao jaake dining mein baitho.Naina aayegi to khana laga degi. ''Sameer asked keeping the plate and filling a glass of water.

Nisha pulled out Rishav from the room and both sat on the stairs.She was holding her tears for minutes too long.

"Moti!Ro mat please.I am sorry. ''Rishav asked holding his ears as Nisha burst into tears.Her uncle had not been such rude to her in months of their association.

"Main bahut buri hoon na Rishav.Uncle ko pareshan kar diya.Mumma bhi pareshan ho jayegi.Nanaji sach mein bimar hein.'' Nisha sobbed harder and Rishav felt terrible for not being able to keep the secret with him.

"Tu meri best friend hai na.Isliye buri to bilkul bhi nahin hai.Tujhe pata hai na Mummy tujhe kitna pyar karti hai..kitni achi hai baar baar bolti hai.Ro mat.Tujhe ek baat bolun.Maregi to nahin''Rishav asked as he wiped tears from her eyes with his T-Shirt.

"Bol..Ab mein koi test nahin karungi. ''Nisha spoke determined not to do experiment any time in near future.

"Uncle bilkul Papa ban gaye hein teri.'' Rishav spoke drawing a long breath.

"Kaise?'' Nisha asked surprised.

"Dekh jab tak wo tere uncle the,tab tak kabhi gaali nahin di lekin aaj diye.Jaise mere Papa mujhe dete hein.Phir unhone Aunty ke upar bhi gussa kiya ,jaise mere Papa Mummy pe karte hein.Samjhi.Main bol raha tha n a saare Uncle wo chain wala photo lene ke baad Papa ban jaate hein.Par ek doubt hai.'' Rishav said scratching his nose.

"Kya?''Nisha asked ,piqued at the turn of events.

"Tu to wo chain wali photo mein hai,par mein apne Papa Mummy ke chain wali photo mein kyun nahin hun?Matlab bulana chahiye tha na mujhe.Akele hi saare photo le liye hein'' Rishav uttered with sadness evident in his voice.

"Tu khane chala gaya hoga.Ya phir so gaya hoga.Waise bhi gadha hai.Samjha.'' Nisha explained and realization dawned upon Rishav with Nisha's clarification.Yes!That was the most probable reason.He must have slept throughout his parents' marriage.

"Hmm..baat to sahi hai.Main shayad so gaya tha.Waise bhi raat thi bahut.Tu chal ro mat.Aunty ko bolte hein khane denge.Bhook lagi hai.'' Rishav asked as Nisha asked to wait seeing her mother drying shirts at far.

Few Hours Later

Tucking Rishav and Nisha to sleep on the folding cot in Nanaji's room,Naina entered the room and latched the door.Nirupama and Raunak had been away to attend an important assignment and could not get back that evening.Naina decided to keep Rishav as Nisha would also have a company while she would be not able to spare her time.

She saw Sameer sitting still on the bed and a diary lay open next to him.The page was empty and she could feel he was at one of his lows.So much has happened in the day to flung him into madness and sadness.

"Rudra Dev ka gussa shaant hua?'' She asked as she sat beside him and stroked his head.She no more cared what had transpired days back,years back...

He was still a broken ,insecure self ..how she had perceived him years back,days back.

"Maine Nisha ko daant diya..Galti ho gayi mujhse Naina.Mujhe maaf kardo.'' He held her hands ,turning and facing towards her.

"Galti ki to daant to padegi na use.Aise hi daant to nahin di na.Fikr mat karo.'' She said stroking his face.He looked so wretched and guilt driven.Streaks of tears had pooled in his eyes.And this unhinged something in her heart.

"Maine tumhara bhi dil dukhaya hai.Gussa kiya hai ,dhoka diya hai..Main kisike layak hi nahin hun..Koi mere pass nahin rahega...Main bahut bura hun Naina.Par main sach main ,mein gussa nahin karna chahta tha..Mujhe maaf kardo. '' He uttered; breaking into sobs and she could hold no more.

She pulled him to her and stroked his back rapidly.His sobs got muffled as she rubbed his back and hair in alternate successions.

"Sam..ee.r..Shh!Chup.. ho jao. '' She voiced,her own voice defeating her.She cupped his face and prepared herself for all the coherent and incoherent words that would follow.

"Mujhe sab chodke chale gaye..pehle Papa,phir Mummy,phir tum,phir Varsha ..aur ab Nanu .Nisha bhi chod degi.Main kisike layak nahin hun.'' He voiced determined ,wiping tears at back of hand.He was perhaps not sure of anything with such certainty.

"Nahin Sameer! Koi tumhe nahin choda.Balki tum bhagte rahe ho sabse.Kisiko kabhi rukne ke liye bola hi nahin..Tumhari Mummy ke bare mein ,Varsha ke bare mein nahin jaanti mein par apni to janti hun.Pata hai school chodne ke akhri din bhi main intezaar kar rahi thi tumhe kuch batane ke liye..lekin tum to bhag rahe the mujhse.Bhag rahe the apni galtiyan se.Bhag rahe the sar jhukane se.Pata hai tumhari problem kya hai? Tum sochte ho ki jaisa tumne socha hai waise sab sochenge ,waisa hi karenge.Aisa nahin hota hai Sameer.Power aur relationship do alag alag cheezein hoti hai.Tum Dean ke seat pe baithke kuch bhi kaho,khuda ko bhi manzoor hoga lekin rishton mein koi power seat nahin hota hai.Sar jhukana padta hai,khudko chota karna padta hai,apni saari attitude,ego ko nikal ke pair pakadna padta hai.Institute chalana aur rishte nibhana do alag chizein hai aur bilkul different hein.Layak banke koi paida nahin hota.Rishton ke layak bana jaata hai.Pyar se,Patience se.Tum samajh rahe ho na?'' She asked as he laid on her lap,stroking his hair gently.

"Rishton mein secrets nahin hote.Right? To phir tum mujhe batati kyun nahin kuch.Mujhpe bharosha nahin hai na tumhe?School aur IIM mein jo bhi hua uske liye I am sorry.Please mujhe maaf kardo.'' He pleaded,springing back to his sitting position.She kissed his cheek and smiled.

"Kabka maaf kar dia hai.Zindagi mein aur bhi uljhanein hein.Baat bharosa ki nahin hai.Baat Nisha ki future ki hai.Socho to.Nikita Didi aur Sharad Bhaiya ko to hum kho chuke hein aur meri bhi ek baar accident ho chukka hai.Agar tumhe kuch hogaya to...Nisha ab itni badi ho chuki hai ki sab samajh aa raha hai use.Kuch bhi chupa nahin sakte use ab.Agar kabhi kuch hogaya mujhe to..'' Her sentence got muffled as her mouth got clamped.His long,callused fingers were pressed firm against her mouth and she gasped with an unknown sensation.Being physical to anyone's soft ministrations was something she was not used to in years.

"Aise baat please mat bolo.Mujhe akele chodke mat jaana.Kho jaunga phir se.Nisha ke liye hum dono hein.Aise baat maazak mein bhi mat bolna.Promise karo.'' He emphasized and she gestured that he was still clamping his fingers.He pulled back and she promised intertwining their little fingers.

"Uss din Vikram aaya tha Sameer.''She disclosed as his head rested in the crook of her svelte neck.Her heart was beating faster than usual but she still had a poise to her demeanour.His hands found their way around her shoulder as he felt pouring himself to her.They were sure that no statistics in world could measure the warmth of bliss they were sharing.Something primal yet so magical.

"Us kamine ko nahin chodunga.Kyun piche pada hai tumhara?Aur tum FIR kyun nahin likhwati ho?''Sameer asked raising his head and meeting her eyes.He felt she had some genuine reasons and he was instantly reminded of his self resolve..to be extremely patient with her.

"Sharad bhaiya ke publication agency ke property papers Vikram ke pass hai.Jis din hum pehli baar mile the usi din hi usne dhoke se yeh papers le liye the.Sudip Sharad Bhaiya ke dost hai.Pakki wali dosti thi unki.Phir dono ne milke publication agency banaya.The famous 'TWO EAGLES COMPANY'.Tumhe to pata hai na..Bangalore wala fest ke wohi bhi sponsor the.''Naina asked while Sameer hummed in response ,travelling back to the times when he had only got a glimpse of Sharad Goswami.He never had the chance to speak to him and never knew he would one day father his biological daughter.

Miracles,Magic,Coincidences ..These words would have been lifted off dictionary ages ago had they been of no importance,no significance.

"Didi aur Bhaiya ke guzar jaane ke baad aur Vikram file lene ke baad mujhe pata chala Nisha ke naam pe 30% ka property hai Publication house ka.Sudip ko pure 100%cahiye aur Vikram mujhse shaadi kiye bina wo papers nahin dega.Vikram ki motive mein ache se samajhti hun.Woh mujhse shaadi karke Nisha ko adapt karke case ladhega ki use ab puri property chahiye.Lawyer acha hai to uski jeet pakki.Kisiko Nisha nahin chahiye ..na hi main.Sirf kuch kagaz ke panne''.Naina sighed as two tear drops trickled down her eyes wetting his cheeks.He looked up,opening his eyes .Forwarding his hands to wipe her tears he caressed her face.For reasons unknown,he found her alluring enough.May be because he had not seen her so closely and lovingly...ever.

"Nisha ke dusre rishtedaar koi nahin hai?'' Sameer asked pulling back from her and making himself comfortable on the pillow.He pulled her frame along with him and she landed on top of him.This sudden proximity surely made their breaths go heavier and raspier.She tried pulling back but his pull was firm.She decided not to play more the game of friction and stay where he wanted her to.Close to him.

"Bhaiya aur Didi bhag ke shaadi kye the.She spoke in answer to his question.She continued.Sharad Bhaiya Christian hein isliye Didi ke ghar mein sab naraaz the.Aur Bhaiya ke bhi zyada khush nahin the iss rishte se.Nisha ke siwa apna khoon ka kisi ke bhi rishta nahin tha unka.Unke guzar jaane ke kai din baad,tab tak main Almora aa gayi thi maine dekha ki Bhaiya ke apni gaon mein kuch zameen hein ..unke naam pe.Paison ki zaroorat thi mujhe isliye sochi ki agar kuch mil jaye inn zameen se to Nisha ki achi dekhval ho jaayegi.Unke gaon Banswara,Rajasthan mein gayi thi.Kitni mehnat ke baad wahan pahunchi to pata chala ki Bhaiya ke pitaji ne unke will mein saare zameen,jayedad unke do alag bton ke naam kar diye hein.Bhaiya ke liye sirf ek khat chod diya tha.Nisha ek beti hai isliye wo Didi aur Bhaiya ko kabhi nahin apna sakte.Nishaki jagah agar ek beta hota to shayad kuch baat banti. '' Naina reminisced the eventful hot day of her life,when she not only found the temperature outside the haveli unbearable but insides also.

"Phir tumne kuch baat ki?'' Sameer asked wiping the lone tear that trickled down her eyes.Times have really been hard.

"Aise soch rakhne walon se kya baat karti? Nisha mere bahon mein thi.Sirf uski dadi aur ek choti si bua ko chod kar kisine aankh utha kar dekha bhi nahin.Nisha ki dadi ko pata nahin tha ki Nikita Didi bhi guzar gayi hai.Bahut roya unhone lekin ghar mein kuch bolne ki himmat nahin hein unki.Nisha ke liye ek kangan di thi.Ab bhi hai mere pass.Shayad uski apnon ki ashirvad ki eklauta nishan hai wo. '' Naina sighed remembering how the old lady wanted to scream and cry knowing that she has been told the half truth.She had no idea that Nisha had none to call her own except Naina.Nisha too had started cried incessantly though the reason was different.

"Wapas aake kya kiya tumne?'' Sameer asked rolling and shifting close to her.She has suffered so much and no doubt she has gone from the pig tailed shy school going Naina to a lady who doesn't fear leading life on her own.

"Wapas aake meri do book ki saari copyright bech di publisher ko.2 lakh mil gaye ussi se.Nisha ke naam pe fixed deposit karli.Tutions ki aur book reviews likhi.Is sabme ek bahut achi hui.Meri writing skill develop ho gayi aur paise bhi mil gayi.Pata hai tumhe New York Times Review mein bhi meri review article nikli thi.Uss din itni khushi hui thi jaise Nobel Prize mil gaya hai.Nisha bhi samajh nahin paa rahi thi lekin jab use uski ice cream khane ke liye di toh wo samajh gayi ki kuch bahut acha hua hai. ''She smiled wide and the excitement that oozed from her the day she had seen the review published still made her chortle.

"Arey wah!Wo newspaper ki ek photocopy dena mujhe.Apne office chamber mein laga dunga frame karke.''He really felt ecstatic learning about her achievement.She has climbed the way to life in the steepest way and he resolved to make the view for her the best one.Now that he is in her life he would ensure she has nothing to struggle for ,she has nothing to struggle against.

"Frame karke?Kisko impress karna hai use lagake?'' She asked cocking her eyebrows as a sated smile set at her lips.

"Akhir Malhotra ko bhi pata chale kin kin logon ke saath mera jaan pehchan hai. ''Sameer spoke ,confident and excited.

"Acha thik hai.Jaan pehchan baad mein batana ab chalo so jao.Kabse bol rahi hun so jao.Par nahin.Meri beti ko bhi rula diya.'' Naina pretended to be angry and he was finally feeling home.

"Ab yeh meri beti kahan se aaya? Humari beti.Sharad bhaiya aaj zinda hote to kya hota yeh to mujhe nahin pata,par humari Nisha ko kabhi kisi chiz ki kami mehsoos nahin hone dunga.Mera yakeen karo Naina,dheere dheere sab sikh jaunga.''He asked and she smiled nodding in agreement.

They looked at the window, gazing on a slender, faint white streak over the eastern rim of the earth. A cool breeze lapped at their faces. The boundaries of their personalities suddenly dissolved. It was a moment of rare, immutable joy. There is nothing deeper than that in any man and woman relationship which stems from friendship and love.

(To be Continued)

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