Shubman and Sara proceed their journey towards India. They both were sitting side by side , still no wards were exchanged so far. Sara was busy in her own thoughts. Shubman was watching outside the window. He couldn't help being lost in thoughts. He tried to remember how like a strom everything changed. He is going back to his Ishu which he thought would be impossible in this life. He has no information about Ishan. He tried to talk to Sara about this but she seemed pretty busy in making excuse for their sudden trip to India. Between all these positive thoughts one anxiety was kicking Shubman from time to time ; what is going to be his and Sara's future?

Unable to take the tension he decided to poke Sara but she seemed pretty lost in something. He nudged her to which she flinched.

"What?"

What are you thinking?

"Are you bored. Then sleep."
Sara said nonchalantly.

Tell me naaaa.
Shubma whinned.

Sara gave him a wtf look.
"God! Gill you were better before. I really want to know how did Ishan feel in love with a creature like you..."

Hey.... my Ishu loves me okay. He never says that.

"He shouldn't have said that."

Jokes apart Sara tell , what were you thinking.?

Sara sighed before adjusting her position.

"Shubman , something doesn't seem right."

Shubman looked at her frowning his eyebrows.

"You haven't send that letter to Ishan where you mentioned about your marriage. Right?"

Shubman nodded in affirmation.

"Ishan lived in Darjeeling and your family lived in Kolkata. Also none in your family knew about your relationship with Ishan. Neither Ishan had any close connection with anyone of your family. Right?"

Shubman again nodded being utturly confused. But this time Sara's eyes sparkled as if she has discovered something big.

"Then how did Ishan come to know about your marriage Shubman?"

Sara's voice trembled at a mixture of fear.

Shubman took few seconds to process her words. The moment he realised his eyes widened. He cluthed Sara's hands tightly.

Y-you are right. Why haven't I thought about it? Ohhh God! So, that--that means....

"That means someone else knew it too and maybe he is the one who planned all these."

Shubman was still in daze. How could it be possible? And if it is true then Ishan's life can also be in danger. He shivered at the last line.

Sara , aren't we thinking too much. Isn't is getting too flimy?

Shubman tried to think positive but his voice betrayed him.

"No, Shubman it doesn't seem like that. I can see the pattern clearly now. That person whoever he is , is really a mastermind."

S-so that means my Ish-Ishu's life can be in danger.

Shubman's heart was bitting at an animalistic speed. Sara quickly pulled him in her embrace calming him down.

"No, Shubman. He or She won't prbably hurt Ishan directly. "

And how can you say that?

Shubman said not believing in her words.

Sara sighed.

" you know sometimes I wonder were you bron as a stupid or is it a life choice?"

Shubman looked at her clearly not in a mood of jocking.

" Just use your brain Shubman. Ishan is just a normal boy. Hurting him is way more easier than creating all these drama. Isn't it? What I feel is the person just wanted to make you both suffer or maybe just make Ishan suffer."

Shubman nodded being a little relieved.

But why would someone do that?

"That we will have to find out Shubman and I swear I am going to teach him a good lesson for hurting my baby."

To say Shubman was schoked would be an understatement.

Sara , who wasn't adressing him as 'Shubi' since that day , is calling him 'baby' , that too her 'baby'. He gulped.

"What? Why do you look like a deer caugth in light?"

Sara asked clicking her tounge in annoyance.

You-you j-just....

"God Shubman!! Do you have a fucking speech problem. Why do you shutter so much?"

Shubman pouted hard.

Y-you are really bad. My Ishu never scolds me like that.

"Well, I am not your Ishu so I can't tolerate all your bullshits. No tell me what were to trying to say without shuttering."

You just called me 'your baby'?

Shubman somehow managed to pull of a whole sentence without shuttering.

Sara's eyes widened like a soccer.

"Are you officially getting deaf? When did I ? "

Shubman is truly offended now. How can she call him like that. His Ishu always talks sweetly with him.

You are getting old. You just said ' I will teach that person a lesson who made my baby suffer".

Shubman mimcked her.

"Shubman , you know you should stop assuming things on your own. I never called you 'my baby'....Ishan is my baby you are not , you electric poll"

Hey , I am not electric poll ,you shorty....wait did you just call Ishan 'my baby'?

Sara nodded trying to hold back laughter.

Apologies right now. He is my baby , only mine. Get this in your small head.

"Well , you are the one who left him. So he isn't yours until you win him back."

Sara said casually but this sentence hit Shubman hard. His invisible puppy eyes dropped.

Sara realised her slip of tounge.

"Hey , hey look here you sad puppy. I didn't mean it in that....."

You are right Sara I have to win him back and I will.

Shubman said with a determination. Sara couldn't help but getting proud.

Again some moments of silence.

Sara....

"Hmm?"

Why are you letting me go?

Shubman asked her in a low voice. Sara who was looking outside the window ad they had changed the sits , looked back.

"Why couldn't you let him go even after getting married?"

Shubman took a brief pause maybe trying to find how to put in it words.

I don't know but I can not let him go. How can I let my fabourite person go? How can I forget my love? The person with whom I had planned my whole life till death, how can I leave in the middle? Even if he isn't with me , how can I erase him from my heart?

Sara was looking at him fondly.

But that's not what I asked Sara. We lived together for 2 years. Don't you feel anything for me?

Sara looked down. Shubman's shoulders slouched down. He was feeling like a jerk for hurting this innocent girl. His thoughts halted a low voice....

"Shubman , it would be a lie if I say I never liked you. I did. Your calm poster and geltle behaviour used to give me butterflies. But...."

But?

"But I am old enough to realise that love isn't the feeling of butterflies in your stomach. It's actually the absence of them. Instead it's the feeling of comfort and security when you are around them."

P.s: Sara marry me please.....I am practically in love with your character in this story ( definitely not in real life)

Tell me how it is?

Enjoy......