Hello guys!! I am fucking finally here with the best friend plot I had suggested 10,000 years back!

Its called - Yaar aur Pyaar
Friendly reminder, its yaar AUR pyar not yaar OR pyaar. Samajh rahe ho?✌

And ofcourse the main character is the best friend... And his name is Nishchay Verma

I had another option which I liked so much, given by Saanjhh but I would feel extremely bad if someone wrote anything wrong about the character with that name so I had to cancel that! Sorryy... But somewhere else in this story for sure!🤧❤

Ek baat toh tum gaath bandhlo, tum chaho toh bhi Nishchay se nafrat nahi kar paoge... You'll try to! But you cant. Meri guarantee hai.
Imp- By the end of the chapter I want to know your views about Nishchay. Please leave down your thought!

Coming back to the story... This entire chapter has so much content in one update I just cant!

Its hugee... Its above 6000 words! Thats pretty much crazy for me!

Warning- This story ia not your typical Sid/Sana is jealous kind of story. Ofcourse I would add it but its not the plot! Its a little more complex if I might say so! Its based on emotional maturity and insecurities.
Its nothing you wont like... So go on, read it.

Okay here it goes!!

Kurkure had arranged a entertainment task for the peeps in the house.

As usual, Biggboss wanted drama and the teams were made to create maximum drama.

How will they create drama with Sid and Sana in one team? So thats what they did.

The teams were as such.
Sidharth, Paras, Mahira, Vishal

Shehnaaz, Asim, Rashmi, Arti.

They were to create a little drama and whichever seemed interesting would win.

"Kya karenge? Kuch acha karna padega kyuki Vishal entertain karne ke liye kuch masti zaroor karega..." Rashmi explained.

"Hum kuch musical kare? Matlab gaane vagere gayenge" Asim suggested.

"Haa parr hum surr lagayenge toh log bhaag jayenge... Gayega kon?" Arti held her throat to show how bad she sings.

"Excuse me?" Sana raised her brow and they jumped in excitement.

"Shitt Sana! Humare paas Sana hai!! Humare paas sana hai..." Asim screamed and hugged Sana and started jumping while she jumped along with him laughing loudly.

This scene wasnt a good one atleast for the other team. With the way Asim screamed about Sana, Paras, Mahira and Vishal were tensed that they got a super idea and it was a fact that they had Sana who was herself the uncrowned entertainment queen.

But.... Ye toh rahi bakiyo ki pareshani, Sidharth ji ki toh pareshani hi alag thi. Matlab agla banda uski bandi ko hug karke uchle jaa raha hai aur usko problem nahi hogi? Kamaal baat karte ho.

Once the commotion subsided they focused on the themes. Sid and his team had pretty much simple theme while Shehnaaz had a musical theme.

She was singing after a long time and it was entertaining as well as hilarious in parts.

Do I need to mention who won? Yes, Shehnaaz and her team won and it was a very easy win.

Sidharth himself complimented the act as he liked it... I mean almost... Okay all the act apart from the Asim and Shehnaaz couple dance that happened in the last. Other than that, it was all fine.

Just like that Shehnaaz and her team won.

Iss task ke vijeta team ko bohot badhayi. Iss task ka sidha sambandh ek advantage se hai. Joh vijeta team hai unko mauka milega bahari duniya se apne kisi khas vyakti se milne ke aur unke saath 3 din bitane ka mauka.

All of them were shocked and speachless. Some in regret nd some in happiness. Rashmi was quick to hug Sana and she didnt mind at all.

Jeetne wale char sadasyo mai abh do teams mai baat diya jayega joh hai Shehnaaz-Rashmi aur Asim-Arti. Joh bhi do jan iss muqable ko jeet te hai unhe mauka milega apne partner ko milneka.

Dono partners ko apne partner ka haath pakadna hai aur tab tak pakadna hai jab tak last mai buzzer nahi bajta. Anya ghar wale inka haath chudane ki koshishe kar sakte hai bina kisi sharirik bal ke upyog ke.

Shehnaaz looked at Rashmi who was looking at her back.
"Hum chahe humesha ache terms pe na ho parr ye hum dono ka fayda hai... Aur mujhe kisi bhi haal mai ye jeetna hai. Please." Shehnaaz said to Rashmi.

"Mujhe bhi. Haath nahi chodenge... Fingers cross link karke rakhenge taaki tel se bhi slip na ho." Rashmi suggested and she nodded

On the other side,
"Sidharth! Please meri madat karna iss task mai... Mujhe kaise bhi karke milna hai apne gharwalo se" Arti clasped his hand and pleaded.

Sana saw this from side eye and left a annoyed sigh. Though she wanted him to help her in this task but she absolutely had no idea what to expect from him with his god awful team.

Yeah yeah she knows that he wont actually do anything that would hurt her but what about winning? She was paired with Rashmi and that as the worst part of it.

She quickly ran inside to get ready for the task.

She wore a pink sweatshirt and faded blue jeans paired with her sneakers. She walked out of the bathroom to find Sid waiting there for god knows what.

"Ache se karna baby... Aakhein band rakhna jitna ho sake." he hugged her and she smiled at him feeling better about the situation.

"Darr lag raha hai..." she whispered to him as she hugged him.

"Kyu? Kuch nahi hoga aur agar game thik nahi bhi gaya toh task hi hai, itna kabse tension lene lag gayi tu?" he rubbed her arms.

"Sidharth mujhe na andar se aisa lag raha hai ke mujhe milna hai joh bhi aarahe hai unse... Itnaa jyada feel toh mujhe jab papa aaye the tab bhi nahi laga."

"Shehbaaz hoga?" he asked. 

"Woh ek baar aa chuka hai, woh firr nahi aayega...."

"Mumma?"

"Nahi.. Woh toh itna sharmati hai ke photo tak nahi khichvati yaha aana toh door ki baat hai."

"Hmm, Dekhenge. Ab chal."

"Tu chal mai baal bandh ke aayi" she said and stood in front of the mirror in attempt to tie her hair up properly.

Sidharth walked out thinking about a few things when he was started by Paras. Paras waved out to him and stood in front of him with Mahira at his tail.

"Bhai ye inka haath chudane ke liye kya kare?"

"Mai nahi kar raha kuch bhi dono hi teams ko. Tum apna dekho" he said nonchalantly.

"Bhai kuch idea vagere toh hoga na?" he pestered.

"Kya idea, maine kuch socha hi nahi kyuki karna hi nahi tha na."

"Mai bol rahi thi ke laal mirchi powder sunghate hai... It will burn toh woh uth jayenge" mahira piped in and paras nodded in agreement.

Sidharth's ears rose up in worry, it will cause severe pain in breathing if they put red chilly powder near the nose.
"Tum powder use karo normal, ya chilly ka kuch aur banao, ye naak mai mat dalo. Shehnaaz ko vaise bhi cough hai" he denied.

"Dono try karte hai." mahira argued.

Shehnaaz was done tying her hair up, she hadnt let even one trace down and locked them with pins and rubber lest they decide to trouble her hair too.

She walked out as she had to talk to Rashmi too. There stood Sidharth and Pahira in some discussion. She did not mean to eavesdrop but they were just standing in open so she happened to here it.

"Nahi... Ye mat kar, bachkand hai.  Chahiye toh black pepper powder sungha do, cheekte rahenge toh irritation mai uth jayenge." it seemed like a better plan to him and he walked off to the sofa.

"Toh abhi jaise Sidharth ne bola vaisa hi karenge Rashmi aur Shehnaaz ke upar. Red chilly ka paste laga denge aur black pepper sungha denge. Woh paste ke saath cheekenge toh woh paste kahi lag jayegi karke uth hi jayenge" he finalised and gave Mahira a high five.

Shehnaaz closed her eyes in dusgust of how inhuman these guys could be just to win a petty task.

She walked over to Rashmi to give her a fair warning too.
"Rashmi dekh ye log bohot leechadpanti karne wale hai toh humko sambhal ke rehna padega. Tu cheekh, chilla parr haath mat chodna." she patted her back and she nodded.

Soon enough the task started and as expected Paras and Mahira both headed towards Shehnaaz and Rashmi to torture them.

They were started with talcum powder which was of no use as they kept their eyes closed and hands intertwined. Oil was poured on both the teams hand. It was a tough fight because even Asim didnt want to lose.

Sidharth was happy at the way she was holding it.

Paras made paste of chilly powder and both of them started to apply that on both Shehnaaz and Rashmi's face.

They both loaded their entire face with heaps of that thick paste and whatever little was left they just put it on Arti and Asim for formality sake.

It was irking Sidharth as to why they were only behind Shehnaaz.

After a while it started burning their skin,
"Chodna mat haath please.. Hum kar lenge" she didnt know who she was actually saying this to.

They put black pepper near their nose and Rashmi sneezed back to back. Shehnaaz's nose was now red as she was down with cold too.

Shehnaaz's nose had started flowing now due to sneezing. She couldnt even open her eyes more than a bit because of the red chilly paste.

It made her think how people lose their basic humanity just for the sake of a bloody game

This was Sidharth's plan, she heard it!
Usse pata tha! Usse pata tha ki meri naak bandh hai, saas lene mai takleef hogi. Game mujhse bhi badhke hai? Hoga hi, obviously! she cussed in her mind.

Sidharth had enough, he took a cloth and walked up to them. He handed one to Rashmi and with the other he started to wipe the paste off her skin.

She felt the paste come off from her eye region and she could finally open her eyes.

It was Sidharth, she actually knew it was him but the fact that this was his plan made her so wild.

She snatched the cloth from his hand and started dabbing the paste off her face.

"Kar raha hu na mai?" he said sternly and pulled the cloth back.

"Ji nahi! Kuch nahi kar raha hai tu..." she hissed and pushed the cloth back.

"Exactly! Mai kaha kuch kar raha hu? Mai toh alag se baitha hu" he justified.

She closed her eyes to take a deep breath and said in a very slow and irritated voice.
"Vahi toh baat hai! Tu sirf ye soch raha hai ki mere saath rashmi bhi hai... Iss taraf se socha hai, rashmi ke saath mai bhi hu?"

"Jeetna toh mujhe iss task ko hai hi, chahe kuch hojaye" she shrugged his hand and wiped the paste off her face.

She looked at him straight into.his eyes and he cowered back a little understanding what she actually means.

He understood what she meant and he knew that she was not wrong. But how was he even involved? He is not doing anything, he is not the one who told them to do so, he genuinely wants her to win, how was he wrong?

For her, he was her only friend and the maximum she expects him is to not do anything that will harm her game. Then why did he give them such bizzare idea that will harm her so bad? Her nose was red like a tomato, she was hit by light migraine and now she had no patience to even talk politely.

Sidharth was very clear with the fact that he didnt have the right to dictate Paras and Mahira, so he wasnt the one who could go and say that tum ye nahi kar sakte just because I say so. Utna hakk woh sirf Shehnaaz pe hi rakhta hai.

He decided to tackle this differently and see if that works in his favor.

Paras and Mahira who were now preparing ice cold water to pour on the contestants.

Shehnaaz shuddered at the look of the water, she was already down with cold, god knows what would happen later.

Sidharth walked towards them silently and Shehnaaz cussed.
Ab pata nahi kya batayega she murmured.

Her brain told her that its another stupid game plan but she hoped that it was to stop them from doing the ice cold water shit.

"Tum log Asim aur Arti ko kyu nahi kar rahe kuch?" he asked casually.

"Kyuki hume Rashmi aur Sana ka todna hai, Asim aur Arti jeet gaye toh problem nahi hai." Paras said non chalantly.

"Kyu!?" he asked shocked and rubbed his forehead, what Sana said ws right.

"Kyuki agar Asim aur Arti jeete toh unki team mai ek banda aayega aur humari team mai ek. Toh barabar hojayega"

"Toh? Agar Rashmi aur Shehnaaz jeet gaye toh bhi yahu hoga." he put on a valid argument.

"Aapko lagta hai aisa hoga? Shehnaaz ka partner bhi uski trah humare team na nahi hoga. Woh humare against bhi khel sakta hai, atleast Arti ka partner sure shot humare team mai aayega." Mahira explained.

"Yeh kya kar rahe ho?" he asked looking at all the ice in the tray.

"Baraf ka paani inke sarr pe dalenge... Thand ke maare uth hi jayenge" Mahira said laughing.

His heart skipped a beat thinking about the possibilities that can come after this, Shehnaaz was in a different zone altogether this time, she wont get up. 
"Abee pagal ho kya? Ye sab mat karo. Baraf ke paani se sarr dard hota hai, bimaar pad jayegi... Jayenge woh..."

"Pade bimaar toh firr, nahi bimaar padna toh uth jaye waha se.... Nahi dalenge hum paani, uth jao." Patas said shrewd.

They picked up the bucket which was now full of ice cold water and put some more ice cubes in it and were ready to walk off.

Sidharth had to use his mind quickly.
"Tumhe joh karna hai karo parr ek baat sunlo.... Ye tumhare karne ke baad agle ek hafte tak unn charo ke paas ye bahana hoga ke humare sarr pe thanda paani giraya tha toh hume sarr dard hai, hum bimaar hai aur woh pure hafte koi kaam nahi karenge." he said and they stopped in their tracks, they knew he had a point and Sidharth knew that he hit the right spot.

"Asim ko toh tum jante hi ho, sympathy lene ka ek chance nahi chodega... Bed pakad ke baith jayenge. Rashmi, Shehnaaz aur Arti teeno kaam nahi karegi toh pura kitchen Mahira tere pe aayega. Sochlo!" he shrugged his shoulders and walked back to the sofa.

They immediately dropped the bucket,
"Paras mai pura kitchen nahi sambhal sakti! Ye nahi karte hai" Mahira walked back.

They kept the bucket on the other side and Paras brought some cream to put on their hands.

Shehnaaz smiled when Sid walked back and they put the bucket back at that moment. She didnt know what happened there but Sid gave her a look and she knew it meant he did it for her.

She was thankful but also very confused.

They put cream and poured oil over their hands, the task went on for more than an hour and finally because of lots of oil and irritating Arti left Asim's hand.

Not to mention, Paras was disappointed and Asim was disheartened.

Paras ran towards Sid and Vishal and told them to not say anything.

Biggboss had clearly mentioned that they had to hold hands till the buzzer rang and not only till the other team loses. Anyone who leaves their seats before the buzzer loses and does not get the chance to meet their connection.

"Ye bohot jyada horaha hai Paras... Dono ne bohot mehnat ki hai, toh unka jeetna banta hai. Sportsman spirit rakh thoda!" Sid said pissed and Paras knew better than to argue.

Meanwhile,
"Finally! Thankgod Sana... Hum jeet gaye!" Rashmi said and was about to get up.

"Shehnaaz!" Sid called out for her.

Shehnaaz looked at him briefly and he just nodded in denial and her face morphed into fear.

"Nahii!!" Shehnaaz screamed at Rashmi and she sat back at her position still and shocked.

"Kya hua??" Rashmi asked shocked.

"Uthna nahi hai! Jab tak buzzer nahi baj jaata... Biggboss ne bola tha buzzer bajne tak rukna hai!" she explained and their sighed in relief that she didnt get up.

"Hum bhi inko uthane ki koshish kar sakte hai na?" Arti vouched and they agreed.

Paras, Mahira now along with Arti were brainstorming to get them up.

Vishal also got up this time, he was not very close to Rashmi. He wanted Asim to win but now whats wrong in trying?

Asim stopped him and pulled him back,
"Mat kar yaar, mehnat lagti hai vaha baithe rehne mai... Bohot mehnat ki hai dono ne. As a player, uss cheez ki respect karke inko jeetne dete hai."

In about just 5-10 minutes the buzzer rang and Sana jumped in happiness.

Everyone surrounded them to congratulate them but she hugged only Rashmi.

Biggboss is task ko jeetne ke liye Shehnaaz aur Rashmi ko bohot bohot badhayi dete hai. Issi ke saath ye tay hojata hai ke Rashmi aur Shehnaaz ko apne connections se milne ka mauka milega joh ke iss ghar mai 3 din tak aap sab ke saath rahenge.

Iss task mai bohot ache se takkar dene ke liye aur pure khel bhav se khelne ke liye haari hui team ko kurkure ke taraf se milta hai ek consolation prize, joh hai ek kurkure hampee basket. Lekin ye prize dono maise sirf ek ko milega aur uska nirnay karengi jeeti hui do ladkiya.

Everyone clapped but now the ball was in their court.

"Arti aur Asim dono hi mere dost hai parr mai ye chance Asim ko dena chahungi kyuki woh merabohot saath deta hai jab mujhe zarurat ho" Rashmi said and Arti was obviously disappointed.

It was pretty obvious that Rashmi would chose Asim but with Sana no one knew what she would do because she was one contestant who turned around the game anytime in most dire conditions.

"Umm, sach bolu toh generally mai ye chance Arti ko hi deti parr jaise abhi biggboss ne bola ke like khel bhav ke liye unko woh prize dena hai... Aur khel bhav Asim ne dikhaya. Jab woh out hogaya, uski dost Rashmi abhi bhi game mai thi isiliye usne na khud hume pareshan kiya na apne team mate matlab Vishal ko karne diya. Bohot acha Asim. Toh mera vote bhi Asim." she smiled.

She knew this was not needed but she still did. It just came out a little more taunting than she wanted it to but that's what it was.

So it was Asim who was given the hamper. Everyone was very tired with all the happenings, the task contestants went to freshen up and the others went back to rest.

Sid walked off without even looking at her and he didnt know what even was he pissed at. The fact that she taunted him or the fact that in her own perspective, she wasnt completely wrong.

She was of the individualistic thoughts, she cared only about herself and the people she loved.
He was a man of teamwork, he believed in leading a team, however flawed it may be.

She did not care about winning abd losing until she is happy with what comes her way.
He was all about winning and losing, the competitiveness gave him a kick, it was just his thing.

Opposite attracts they say, you canot stay together unless there is one strong quality that matches. They weren't polls apart, they were quite similar in a few ways. Like they are very stubborn, they can move mountains for the ones they loved, both of them were flawed yet learning to be the best version of themselves and the best part? They were learning it together, they were in the rise and fall together.

She got freshened up wore something nice. She brought out a flowing blue frilly frock that ended a little below her knees.

It was still afternoon so probably their connections would come today. She was very very happy to ponder on the tiff she had with Sidharth.

Sidharth on the other side decided to be the bigger person and so he went to the bathroom area to meet her.

"Bohot khush lag rahi hai..." he smiled.

She looked back at him and smiled,
"Koi toh aayega na mere liye!" she said happily.

His eyes went to her red nose and suddenly he felt extremely bad about it,
"Aur aaj woh task mai..."

Biggboss chahte hai aap sab living area mai ikatrit hojaye.

"Hayee connections!" she jumped in joy and ran towards the hall.

The tv screen lit up as soon as they settled down and it was Devoleena! She introduced herself as Rashmi's connection and Rashmi was super happy and so were some other contestants.

She came in and as soon as the ruckus died down, they again looked at the screen expectantly.
"Kon aayega? Koi ex toh nahi aayega tera?"

"Meri life repetitive nahi hai, ek baar ho chuka woh!" she shrugged and he chuckled.

He held her hand himself and waited for the person, she smiled and held it back.

The screen lit up yet again, people expected it to be Shehbaaz but it was a handsome and well groomed man that sat on the other side.

Sana gasped loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Nish!" she screamed and involuntarily her hand came off his hold and on her face surprised.

"Mai Nishchay Verma hu, Shehnaaz ka connection. Umm... Mai uska best friend hu." he smiled.

As soon as the screen blacked, Sana ran to the door and enters Nishchay.

She hugged him wordlessly and he wrapped his hands back. She was not exactly crying but trembling in his arms.
"Koi ni baccha, koi ni. Mai tere liye toh aaya hu" he rubbed her back.

"Tu kaise aagaya?" she spoke finally.

"Tere se itna time door rehne ki aadat nahi hai na... Aur ye apni naak ko kya kar liya? Rudolf ban gayi hai puri, red nose" he laughed and she hit his chest.

"Tujhe yaha laane ke liye mehnat ki hai maine kutte!" she rubbed her nose and hugged him again.

"Ab aagaya hu na... Dekhti reh, in Mumbai walo ko Punjabi power dikha ke jaunga." he smirked and she looked confused.

"Guys ye Nishchay hai mera best aur sabse closest wala friend!" she introduced.

Other contestants stood looking at them, some adored them, some envied while some stood emotionless.

He moved further and shook hands with the ladies. He shook hands with Asim and patted his back with a smile, he moved forward towards Paras to just dismiss him with a nod. Finally when he came to Sidharth he hugged him lightly.

"Nice to meet you!" Sidharth  greeted.

"I hope I feel the same" Nishchay smiled back and Sidharth frowned for a bit.

Shehnaaz comes towards him and hugs Nishchay's arms.
"Mil liya sabse?"

"Sabse thodi milne aaya hu... Tujhse milne aaya hu." he chuckled.

"Chal toh firr, tujhe ghar batati hu... Uh, Sidharth... Thoda hatt..." she moved forward with Nishchay to show him the house.

"Arre Shehnaaz, yaha aake baith na... Thodi der baat kare Nishchay se bhi" Paras spoke and she cringed internally. She mentally decided to make an excuse but Nishchay replied even before.

"Sure!"

They sat on the sofa with Paras, Mahira, Vishal and Sidharth along with them.

Sidharth sat in front of her while she sat beside Nishchay. He might look normal but he had his eyes on her.

"Toh Nishchay ji mai aapko kya bula sakti hu..." Mahira asked a little flirteously as a joke.

"Nishchay without a ji maybe?" he smirked and they laughed.

"Kya karte ho tum? Matlab punjab mai rehte ho toh?" Paras asked.

"Mai professionally ek psychologist hu, dimaag ka doctor, I work on mental health. But apart from that I do modelling and all too, thats where I met Sana." he explained and they looked extremely impressed.

"Toh abhi kya kar rahe ho, modelling ya physiotherapy?" Mahira asked.

"Mahira woh psychologist hai, physiotherapist nahi. Woh dono alag alag hota hai" Shehnaaz corrected and Mahira was visibly embarrassed.

"Haa mera matlab vahi tha, science and biology mai bohot kharab thi mai" Mahira gave an awkward excuse.

"Thats okay Mahira, koi science mai weak hota hai, koi english ya kisi aur mai... Parr woh uski kamiya toh nahi hoti na. Uspe kisika mazak banana is very stupid, haina Sana?" he asked and Shehnaaz just nodded.

Who didnt realise what he was talking about?

"Uhh... Haa aur batao, India mai mental health ka toh koi thikana hi nahi hai." Paras diverted the topic.

"Haa matlab, koi mental health ko seriously hi nhi leta, koi jaana hi nahi chahta psychologist ke paas." Vishal explained.

(I genuinely wanted this to be juat my topic related stuff but here is some extra info to anyone who needs it! These times are tough.)

"Isme shayad un patients ki nahi, hum sab, humari society ki fault hai. Humari hi mentality aisi hai, I mean agar koi bhi mental health ki baat karta hai toh usse pagal hi keh dete hai.
In other words, agar aapko diabetes hai toh aapko half dead toh nahi kehte na? Jabki basic se basic mental health issues ko pagal ghoshit kr dete hai, its time we all change" he smiled.

"Haa woh pagal toh nahi hote parr normal bhi toh nahi hote..." Paras asked.

"Aur society ka rection matter bhi kaise karta hai... Its all outside. If you dont mind me asking..." Mahira asked.

"Absolutely not, iss duniya mai... There is nothing as Normal, jinko tum normal bolte ho unme bhi vahi symptoms hote hai joh tumhare abnormal mai hote hai.
Coming back to the society, harr normal insaan ko bhi kisi na kisi cheez se trigger hota hi hai. It could be your anger, it could be some facial appearance, koi aur problems like scarcity of hair, or even a very small word." he explained and it hit each one of them in theur faces.

"Really? Parr society ki galti kaise?" Vishal asked.

Nischay looked around for a bit, then to Sana and then started,
"Imagine aapka best frnd ho, woh bhi aapko best frnd manta ho. For an example, aap kuch time se notice kar rahe hai ki jab jab usse mota kaho tab tab uska extreme reaction nikalta hai. Other than that, woh bohot normal hai, but its just that one word. Its not difficult to understand ki woh unka trigger word hai. Uss vakt usko aapki sabse jyada zarurat hoti hai."

Shehnaaz was extremely confused as to why did he look at her that certain way before saying this? What was it?

"Imagine going in front of your same friend and saying this to someone else in comparison ki arre tu toh kitni patli hai yaar aur baaki logo ko dekh... Tere jaisa ban hi nahi sakte." he continued.

Uptil now sana thought its just a story but now she got the reference of how cleverly he had brought up the topic and taunted it right in his face.

She clasped his hand to tell him to stop. He paid no heed towards her hand that gestured him to stop. No one other than Nidhchay, Shehnaaz and Sidharth got what he was referring to. She could see it on his face, his face was pale now. She could see it!

"Its heartbreaking and downright cruel, friends dont do that. Thats how society declares a normal person not normal...." he was saying.

"Nish..." Shehnaaz tried to interrupt but was cut by Sidharth speaking.

"Ab saare toh uss trigger word ko smajh nahi paate na? Sabke apne apne tareeke hote hai handle karne ke. Some might think that coming face to face with the situation and accepting or rejecting the fact maybe a good option." Sidharth said and as normal as it might have sounded, Shehnaaz noticed the little crack in his tone and the heaviness lf his voice.

"Maybe, but in any situation... Khud uss cheez ko trigger karna is never the solution." he smiled.

"Tum... Tum sab kya itni serious baatein leke baith gaye... Nish tujhe ghar nahi dekhna kya? Chal na! Tu yaha mere liye aaya hai!" she said and she meant what she said.

"Nishchay..." she finally spoke as she came away from the chaos and at a spot where they were alone.

"Not now, baadme baat karenge iske baare mai." he said curtly and she knew he would not listen to her now.

She gave him a house tour and told him about the camera's and what all happens at night.

"Vaise tu moti lagti hai tv pe" he teased.

"Mai patli hogayi hu kutte... Dekh!"

"Kaha se? Tu aur patli? 2 gram kam hua hoga motii" he laughed.

"Tujhe kuch nahi pata, mujhe na tujhse baat hi nahi karni!" she huffed in annoyance.

"Aye Sana, dono aajao chai peelo" Rashmi called out for her.

They were all sitting together,
"Shukla kaha hai? Chai nahi peeni kya? Rashmi jaa bula ke aa" Devo said in a tone that wanted to make her puke.

"Aana ha toh aaye!" Rashmi shrugged.

She realised that it had been an hour since she saw him and she didnt even go to him after the fiasco.
"Mai bula ke laati hu..." Shehnaaz sighed and got up.

Nishchay did not react to it much but gave her a look. She glared back at him,
"Tum sab baat karo isse kyuki mai toh nahi kar rahi aur big deal! Mujhe toh farak bhi nahi padta... Huh!" she twisted her mouth and walked away whike Nish just chuckled.

She quitely saw him coming out of the smoking room and she sighed,
"Aaj tu kuch jyada baar nahi jaaraha hai smoke karne?" she startled him.

He looked at her startled,
"Nahi... Tu bol kya hua? Kuch kaam tha?"

"Kaam? Tujhe bulane aayi thi... Chai peeni hai. Sab ikatthe baithe hai" she called him and he stood at a distance looking at her.

"Ha uhm... Nahi actually tu jaa. Mera mann nahi hai."

"Drame matt kar abh tu... Vaha Nishchay wait kar raha hai aur mai yaha tujhe manane mai time waste kar rahi hu!" she feigned seriousness but obviously she meant it as a joke. But guess who didnt take it as a joke?

"Maine nahi kaha mujhe manane ko, na maine kaha tha ki tu mere saath time spend kar... Na abh na pehle... Nahi karna chahiye tha na! Jaa sakti hai tu apne dost ke paas, mai kyu rokunga?" he burst out and walked in.

Sana did not understand a word, she didnt even know what it meant.

What sidharth didnt reakise himself was he had just voiced out his insecurity to himself for the first time. It was all about her, that he would lose the priority status he held.

Sana just walked inside following him and walked to help Arti bring the sandwiches from kitchen.

"Le lo bhai, sab khao sandwich, parr baat mat karna koi mujhse... Bilkul zarurat nahi hai" everyone looked confused, some looked towards Sid but Nishchay just chuckled and thats when people realised it was him.

"Isse kya hua?" they asked him.

"Mujhe bol rahi hai, apparently baat nahi kar rahi mujhse." he

"Abhi se jhagde?" Mahira laughed rather wierdly.

"Hum toh neend mai bhi jhagadte hai, ye toh firr bhi normal hai" he smiled and Sana just gave a dismissive nod.

The tea time was peaceful, for atlest most of the people. Slowly some people started to walk off like Vishal, Asim and them gradually even Sana and Nishchay walked back to the room.

"Devo aur teri peeth kaisi hai?" Paras asked.

"Thik hi hai. Chal raha hai treatment." she smiled

"Vaise ye sana ka partner hai toh bohot sahi banda. Hatta katta javan... Handsome bhi hai aur smart and logical bhi." Paras aid and no one knew if he was happy or envious.

"Matlab sana kitni genuinely khush lag rahi hai, Uski vibe kaafi achi hai." Rashmi said genuinely.

"Hum mai se kisika bhi partner aata toh aisa hi vibe hota, usme kya farak hai?" Mahira gave them a whatever look.

"Farak ye hai ki iski genuine vibe hai fake nahi." Sid said and walked off.

"People come, people go... Baat mat kar... I am a free bird, koi farak nahi padta mujhe!" Shehnaaz said looking at no one at all.

Nishay sat by the bed looking at the walls of biggboss ignoring Shehnaaz completely.

"NISHCHAY! Tu baat kyu nahi kar raha!?" she screamed.

"Tune hi toh bola!" he shrugged looking at her innocently.

"Mat tang kar na mujhe! Sorry bolke baat nahi kar sakta?" she gave him an annoyed look.

"Sure!" he laughed and hugged her.

He ws happy until he hear light sniffles,
"Abee kya hua? Ro kyu rahi hai Sana?" he held her face.

"Bohot kuch hua hau yaar iss ghar mai... Teri bhi bohot yaad aati thi" she let her tears flow because she genuinely needed it.

"Maine dekha hai Sana..."

"Kuch nahi dekha tune... Pehle toh ye ghar... Yaha dost nahi banta koi, saare hi dushman hai. Kapdo aur khane tak ke liye jhagad lete hai ye Nishchay, ye kaise log hai? Humne toh kabhi nahi sikha kisiko khane pe bolna, kapde pe bolna, padhai likhayi pe bolna... Mera dam ghut ta hai yaha! Darr lagta hai, dard hota hai...
Maine Paras ko dost maana tha, dil se dost maana tha socha tha ke acha hai woh. Mahira ko bhi dost banaya tha, saath bhi diya tha uska! Unhone mujhe sabse jyada dard wala woh din diyaa... Mai nahi hu kisise jealous Nishchay, sau lage mujhe... Mai nahi hu jealous... Inn sab mein, mai pagal hu na?" she weeped like a kid and his heart reched out for her.

"Shhh... Sana... Tu kyu pagal lagegi baccha? Tu toh sabse strong lagi hai...."

"Mujhe bata Nishchay, maine Jahaan ka kya bigada tha? Usne mujhe blackmail karne ki koshish ki... Agar Himanshi ki Maa ko maine kuch bola tha toh usne bhi toh papa ko bola tha? Woh galat nahi tha? Mai toh inn sab je saath achi thi toh ye mere saath bure kyu hai?" she asked sincerely, her eyes shone in innocence and purity.

"Maine ek baat padhi thi joh yaha dil mai chap gayi thi,
Kabhi bhi kisi bure ke saath acha karne se mat katrana, kyuki tum apni achai dikha rahe ho aur woh apni burayi. Aakhir mai sab ka hisaab hota hai, waheguru ke paas." he held her close.

Sidharth had walked in and took his bottle from their... His bed? Because Sana was now on the bed that was in the far corner of the room with Nishchay. She was probably crying in his arms and that was hurting him.

No, dont get him wrong, he is not jealous... They both have confessed and its pretty clear. He totally understands what it is to have a best friend... What is hurting him is till yesterday he was in that place, he ws her safe place to cry and laugh. He also understands that he is unresonable, but you cant possibly make an overthinking mind accept that now, can you?

It was evening, they spent most of the time... No cut that, they spent every evening together, mostly in the garden area sitting by the couch talking about the most random things in the world like a spider cobweb! Nothing mattered to them.

He took a one last look at them, he saw them talking and decided that it was best to leave from there right now.

"Abhi jab inn sab ke baare mai sochti hu mera dimaag kaam nahi karta" she held her head in her hands.

"Shehnaaz inn sabme tu strong bani hai.... Himanshi aur jahaan ke aane se kya hogaya? Kuch badal gaya usse? Kuch nhi. Bass tu achi dikhi hai, sacchi dikh rahi hai. Sherni hai tu punjab ki, koi bhi aake tujhse teri takat nahi cheen sakta." he smiled.

"Nish... Vaha... Bahar woh sb kya tha? Dost, trigger word... Woh taana kyu? Woh mujhe hurt nahi karna chahta tha... Woh uska tareeka tha..." she spoke softly.

"Shehnaaz kha meri sau tujhe uss dun bura nahi laga? Dil nahi toota tera?" he asked looking directly into her eyes.

"Rabb di sau Nish, dil toot gaya tha... Bikhar gayi thi mai... Parr uske badle maine bhi usse itna hi dard diya hai... Shayad jyada" she sniffled.

"Sana... Meri jaan, sunn. Mai janta hu tu sirf aur sirf Sidharth ko hi apne dil se lagati hai aur tujhe bass usse hi farak padta hai... Isiliye usko ye bolna zaruri tha. Usse ye realise karvana zaruri tha aur ye baat woh bhi samajhta hoga... Usse thoda bohot toh samjhana padega chahe usme mai thoda rude lagu. Bacchi hai tu meri, tujhe protect karna kaam hai mer" he held her face.

She just hugged him tightly,
"I love him..." she whispered into his ears.

"I know, trust me... I know." he patted her back.

"Ye taane toh kuch nahi the Sana, do din aur hai... Ek ek karke sabse niptunga." he smiled and she just agreed because she had used her brain enough for one day. 

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Thats its for today guyzzz!! What do you think about this storyy!!

As I said, its mostly about emotional maturity! Its not any normal jealousy story, its way beyond!

WHOM DO YOU WANT NISHCHAY TO DEAL WITH!? KISKO TAANE MARE?

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I wanna know your views on Nishchay!

Until the next update.... Byeeee!!!