Randhir was all set to his radio station because his boss asked him to meet on a short notice. He saw the flat tyre of his bike,he knew some kid from the apartment did this. He didn't have time to do his investigation he left the bike and took his bag. He hired an auto and asked him to take to the station.

He went to the counter and said his destination. He took the ticket and ran to the platforms. He was waiting for the train and got bored. He took out his mobile plugged his earphone and ran his thumb to the music gallery and pressed it.

Loud music was played and he was swaying his head according to the beats. Mumbai is such a big city and it never cares about others or their activities. He was enjoying his time and the train came.

Till that time the platform was a bit deserted now the place is filled with crowd. The people are pulling and pushing and cursing. Somehow he too got in with a sigh. He stood near the door. He just put his head out like a film hero and there he saw her again.

She was trying to get in but moved back and the ladies were pushing. Her eyes showed she is afraid. She stood there still most of them got in. She was about to step in the train started to move in a slow speed and she withdrew by clutching her bag tightly.

He didn't know what to do?
Hey Simran he called and she saw and the fellow passengers too with weird look. He forwards his hand like Sharukh Khan but she didn't move an inch.

He took a breath and got out of the moving train the speed was less for his luck. All were peeping out by seeing his action.

Randhir went near her. She got scared and moved further. He moved close she went far.

"Hey Sanyukta "

She stopped and looked at him with surprise.

"I know you. I was your classmate in Delhi University. Remember"

"I'm sorry I don't know you".

This was his time to get the biggest shock and it came out in the form.

"What? "

She nods a yes.

"Seriously you didn't recognise me"

"No".

Hmm. Randhir thought he is a balloon which got pricked by a nail or an ice cream that melted or like a rose that's been crushed.

Damn Randhir this girl who is always in your heart doesn't even acknowledge your existence unlike you. You are a stupid, idiot and what not to think about first love. Where your love doesn't know you, nor your name or you were her classmate.

His mind battle was broken by her voice.

" I know I'm a bad person."

"Huh. It's OK. Long time so you forgot. "

He didn't have anything to say. Both stood there silently.

She was feeling embarrassed and he still in disbelief how can she forget him. And he noted down the help he did for her six years ago. Like giving her a pen when her ink was over, notes to complete, helping her in campaign to win etc. All this went in vain by her words. Let it be it was a one side love so I would remember the small things I did.

To his relief next train came and he glanced to the side to see her shaking in fear by the sound. She turned to go back but stopped by another hand. She saw it's the guy whom she don't even remember with a smile in a hero pose to stop the heroine.

"Where are you going ?"

"I'll take an auto. Sorry to bother."

"Come with me "

"No I'm going "

He didn't leave. He pulled her and tried to push her inside the train.

She got furious and slapped him hard. His grip got loosened and kept the hand on his cheek and pulled her down and left the place.

She was sorry to slap him. She ran back of him but he has already left.