A massive crowd was gathered in the stadium. Fans were shouting his name.

'Karan.. Karan'

Karan came on stage. The crowd starting and shouting. He smiled.

He started singing.

Kab se dil.. Tha dhundta..
Jeene ki bas ik wajah..

He was shown backhugging Preeta.

Tu mil gaya phir.. In raahon mein..
Paayi taqdeeren.. In haathon ne..

Both were shown pillow fighting standing on bed laughing.

Shaamil hua.. Mujhmein jo tu..
Mujh p mera ab haq nhi..

Karan brushed his nose with hers and kissed her forehead.

Tu wafa hai meri..
Tu subah hai meri..

Preeran were shown sleeping in each other's embrace.

Tu mera h junoon..
Dastaan hai meri..

He turned and looked towards her. She smiled and signed him perfect.

Tu yahan.. Tu wahan..
Aasman kya zameen..

He looked at her. Both share an eyelock.

Main kru.. Sau dafa..
Vo khata hai meri..

The concert got over. Karan went backstage. Preeta offered him water.

Karan: Chale..

Preeta: Ha..

Both reached their car with bodyguards around them as crowd was getting out of control.

Both sat in car and went off. Preeta kept her head on his shoulder.

Preeta: Ab kaha jaa rhe h...

Karan: Chota sa interview h.. Phir ghar..

Preeta(sleepy) : Okh...

Karan: Tum thak gyi ho?

Preeta: Ha thodi si..

Karan: So jao.. Main utha dunga..

Preeta: Nhi.. Aap nhi uthate h..

Karan: Pakka promise..

Preeta slept on his shoulder.

After sometime, driver stopped the car in front of the hotel where the interview was to be held.

Karan : Girish.. Tum zara darwaza kholdo..

Girish: Jii sahab..

Girish opened the door. Karan picked up Preeta in his arms and took her inside. His fans surrounded him but the bodyguards didn't let anyone close. He took Preeta to the room booked for them and placed her gently on bed.

Karan removed her sandals, covered her with duvet and kissed her forehead.

He changed and went for the interview.

Karan entered the hall. Reporter stood up and shaked hand with him

Karan(smilingly) : Nice to meet u all..

Reporter : Pleasure is all mine sir.. Big fan...

Both sat down.

Reporter: Sir since u re the new youth icon.. People want to know more and more about u.. So the channel decided to have a personal interview...

Karan: U can begin..

Reporter: Okay, if u don't mind me asking, who was the girl u were carrying inside the hotel?

Karan: I am married.. So who can that girl be?

Reporter felt embarrassed at his silly question.

Karan: She is my wife.. Dr. Preeta Karan luthra..

Reporter: Actually sir..

Karan(smilingly) : I don't mind if u re not experienced about it.. At least u re putting efforts.. Feel relaxed..

Reporter: Thank u so much sir..

Karan : Next question..

Reporter: Aapki inspiration kon h? The person who inspires u..

Karan: My wife..

Reporter: Love marriage or arranged?

Karan giggled a bit. Their marriage was weird, love from his side, arranged from her side. He thought a second before answering.

Karan: The universe arranged us together for the love that was meant to be.. We were trapped in a beautiful conspiracy..

Reporter: Kya jawab h.. Waah..

Karan laughed.

Reporter: Your fav song of any of ur albums..

Karan: Jab bana uska hi bana..

Reporter: Person u wanna dedicate this song to...

Karan just smiled.

Reporter: Okay to ur wife.. Your favourite singer..

Karan: Arijit Singh..

Reporter: Money or Love.. What matters the most for u?

Karan: I don't think these two are even comparable..Money stands nowhere in front of love... Its always love, its always her..

Reporter: Okay, since all ur answers revolve somewhere around ur wife.. Tell us something about ur married life.. Ur love..

Karan: I am telling u this is a very very wrong question.. I can keep talking about her and the time would fly..

Reporter: I am ready to listen..

Karan: I and babydoll.. We don't live for each other, we live each other.. She once said to me.. If the universe decides to fulfill all her wishes and complete all her dreams, then she would end up with nothing but me.. Thats what it is.. If we have each other, it doesn't matter what we don't have.. Because all that I have ever wished for is her smile and our togetherness...

Reporter smiled.

Karan: There were times where she could leave me and I wasn't even in a condition to stop her but she didn't.. There were moments where I felt I lost her but no, she was always there.. waiting for me to come.. And I couldn't be happier.. If she is happy, I am blessed..

Reporter : Its good to see this kind of pure love exist...

Karan: Love is not being together when everything's alright.. If u can't fight for ur love, ur love isn't worth surviving...

Reporter: So, the romantic songs u sing have the reason clearly evident..

Karan smiled.

Reporter: Coming to the professional end.. What is the benchmark u have set for your career?

Karan: There is no benchmark.. Work is worship.. Do what u love.. But ya I do have a dream..

Reporter: What it is?

Karan: I have a business as well that works for NGOs and orphanages.. I want it to achieve maximum heights so that no little kid has to choose a way he is not supposed to be on..

Reporter: Respect.. In this one hour, u have made me a even bigger fan of urself.. I am glad that this opportunity was given to me..

Karan smiled.

Reporter: One last favour.. Can I get a picture of u and ur wife.. For publishing it along article..

Karan: Sure..

He sent him the picture.

Reporter : Your fangirls will kill me after I publish this..

Karan(smilingly) : I can't help..

Reporter: Thank u so much for your time..

Karan nodded and the interview concludes.

He went back to room only to see her sitting on bed with an angry pout.

Karan: Babydoll..

Preeta(mimicking him) : Pakka.. Utha dunga..

Karan: Pakka.. Main tumhe gaadi se yaha tk utha ke hi laaya hu...

Preeta threw pillow on his face. Karan caught it. He sat beside her.

Karan: Kya h.. Tum so rhi thi na.. Vse bhi tum bore ho jaati interview mein..

Preeta: Nhi hoti... Aapne mujhe kyu nhi uthaya.. Mujhe sun na tha aapka interview..

Karan: Kyu.. Tumhe toh sb pata hi h..

Preeta(innocently) : Ha par aapko nhi pata na.. Aap kitne kitne cute lagte h jab meri liye vo pyaari pyaari baaten krke smile krte h.. Lekin aap kaha smjhege.. Aapko toh meri neend jyada pyaari thi.. Miss krdia maine sb..

Karan : Kuch nhi ho skta na.. Bhalayi ka zamana hi nhi h.. Ek toh tumhe sone diya..

Preeta turned towards him.

Preeta(cutely) : Par mujhe aapko dekhna tha..

Karan smiled at her childishness and looked into her eyes.

Karan(smilingly) : I... LOVE.. YOU..

Preeta smiled.

Karan: Isme sab kuch aa jaata h..

Preeta(kissing his cheek) : I love u more..

Karan: No I love u more..

Preeta glared him.

Karan: Lekin yeh toh sach h..

Preeta started tickling him.

Karan(laughing) :Babydoll.. Nhi.. Dekho..

Preeta: Aur sach bolna h..

Karan laid back laughing. She was still tickling him but he held her hand and pulled her over.

Karan: Mere pyaar ka najayas fayda mt uthao..

Preeta: Main toh uthaungi.. Boliye kya krege..

Karan(huskily in her ears) : Ghar chalo phir batata hu..

Preeta(in his ears) :Then Take me Home...

Both hugged each other and got lost in their moment.

The love finally won...With the end being their togetherness...