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Posted: 17 years ago

#91

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Jennifer Mall

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Chapter 29- Truth or Dare

"Truth." Vidya said, her eyes challenging him openly.

"Who is the most important guy in your life?" He asked, interested. Vidya bit back a smile, taken aback by his attempt.

"My dad."

"Besides him…"

"Only one question allowed." She teased, reminding him.
His lips curled as he looked away. He was planning something. "You, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"If society had no boundaries and everyone was allowed to do whatever they wanted…" Uh oh, intelligent question. "What would you do right this minute?" She tilted her head in anticipation.

"I'd wrestle you to the ground and kiss every part of you till my lips went numb and then fall asleep on top of you and then when morning came do it again." He said, looking her dead in the eye. That was much more of an answer then she had expected. She looked away and her cheeks flushed red. She thought to herself, you know what I think? I think you're in love with me.

"Funny Sagar…let me tell you, Truth."

"If society had no boundaries and everyone was allowed to do whatever they wanted…" He echoed her, mocking lightly. "What would YOU do?" I'd let you…She thought, unsmiling.

"Well, I'd order Chinese every day, and I would never pay for any of my books. And I'd have someone live here with me, I hate living alone." Sagar frowned, she was such a tease. Vidya smiled at Sagar's expression. I'm not a tease darling, just a reminder of what you can't have.

"I should stay the night." Sagar concluded firmly.

"No, you should go home and let me spend the rest of the night in peace."

"Oh c'mon, Vidya. Don't you trust me?" He said, winking. She shook her head.

"Nope. Eat." She served him a plate. He ate the pasta quietly, frowning the whole time.

"You can stay till tomorrow…" Vidya sighed. Truth was, she hated being alone too. It was hard and scary. In this huge house, being alone was terrifying. It was like in that movie Kaun? With Urmila….wait, wasn't she the psycho murderer in that one? Whatever, Vidya thought, it's still scary.

After eating, Vidya went in her room; she didn't come out for a long time. The door was open, Sagar peaked in. Vidya was carelessly strung on her bed, asleep with a hardcopy version of Angels and Demons by Dan Brown lying across her chest. Her hair was oiled back into a thick braid and she wore her reading glasses. Sagar smiled, she was still adorable. Stepping into the room, he saw her shiver. He pulled a blanket over her and gingerly pulled her glasses off.

Twisting, Vidya caught Sagar's arm in her sleep and pulled it under her.

"Great." Sagar laughed quietly, sarcastically applauding his timing. She held his hand tightly beneath her cheek. Sagar looked at her; she looked angelic in her slumber. His thumb traced the outline of her lips.

"Mmm…" Vidya mumbled in her sleep, parting her mouth. Warm breath ran across Sagar's hand. He smiled. Slowly he pulled his hand away.

He walked out of the room, silently making his way downstairs. He turned the TV on and began watching whatever was on…the title song to Kaisa Yeh Pyaar Hai played. He groaned, thinking out loud.

"I don't get what she sees in him." He said, scoffing at Angad signing a mass of girls with lipstick.

He heard a loud yawn and saw Vidya come down stairs, her hair wet. She had washed the oil out. She glowed in her teal mesh basketball shorts that sat comfortably along her waist; it went down, brushing against her knees. She wore a tight black tank, complimenting her curves. It was simple but so gorgeous.

"Did you come in my room?" She asked, frowning when Sagar changed the channel away from Kaisa Yeh Pyaar Hai.

"Yeah. Why?" He smiled, he wanted to hear her excuse.

"Cuz it felt like I was holding your hand in my sleep,
it was weird."

"Why did you feel that?" He mused.

"I dunno. I recognized your scent." She cursed herself, not the best statement to say to Mr. Bighead but whatever. She waited for him to say something witty and teasing when he didn't, she silently thanked him and
moved on.

"You wanna continue that game of ours?" Sagar said, heading to the kitchen. She raised an eyebrow before it registered that it was her house that he was so comfortable in. She rolled her eyes.

"I don't care. What are you doing in my kitchen?" She shouted behind him.

"I'm hungry. Aren't you?"

"We ate like…three hours ago. You're a pig." She said, standing before the storm door. She heard him argue something but was lost in the weather.

"What's wrong with you?" said Sagar, with a bowl of popcorn seeing Vidya entranced. Her face lit as she watched the raindrops fall to the heated red earth. Sagar shook his head.

"You like the rain. Me too. Remember that day in Chemistry…"

"When I left to go to the bathroom and went to the courtyard and came back like half an hour later?"

"And you were completely drenched. And I commented on how dumb you were."

"And then we completely dissed each other out." Vidya threw her head back and laughed. She noticed Sagar's eyes on her, her laughter stopped.

"What is wrong with you these days?" She asked him, dropping some popcorn in her mouth.

"Me? What's wrong with me?" He ate some popcorn, making his way to the entertainment center, changing the subject, "Wanna watch a movie?"

She mumbled something angrily. Sagar smiled, "I guess that means yes. Oh my god, you have this movie? It's the best." He held up Naina, a thriller that she forgot that she owned. Oh god, she thought as he popped the
DVD in.

"I don't really do well with horror movies… I get nightmares."

"I'll sleep with you if you want." He smirked, pressing the eject button on the DVD, taking the disc out replacing it with DDLJ. Vidya rolled her eyes, "You can if you want." She said, joking. Sagar's eyes grew wide as he was about to say something filled with mischief, Vidya added quickly, "I was joking."

"I know, tum kya samjhe?" He winked. Vidya rolled her eyes again. She was immersed into the movie completely when the power went out. She looked to her side, only to find Sagar not there.

"Sagar…?" She called out, lighting a candle. She liked candlelight but it was raining hard and she saw lightning. Thunder roared in applause as she made her way into the kitchen. "Sagar, yaar where did you go?...this is really not funny you know."

"What's not funny?" Sagar asked, holding a bowl of popcorn. She held onto him tightly.

"What?" He laughed, rubbing her back, putting the bowl down.

"I was scared. I am scared…I thought you left me." She said, hugging him still tightly. It sounded so childish but she wasn't the most articulate in expressing her fears. Especially her fear of being alone which was seemingly baseless.

"I'm here. Why would I leave you?" He said, talking down into her hair. He feared what he might do if she wouldn't let go. He peeled her off him and said, "Let's go back into the living room." She nodded and led him back. They sat in candlelit darkness for a while in silence.

"You wanna finish that game?" Vidya asked, breaking the silence. Sagar looked at her questioning, "Sure. Truth or Dare?"

"Truth." She smiled.

"Have you seriously forgiven me for that day at the poolhouse?"

"Completely." She smiled, "I think you should forget about that day. Anyways, you…T or D?"

"Truth."

"Are you in love with someone?" Vidya beamed brighter than the lone candle. He sighed. Was he?

"I don't know…how can you tell?" He groaned.

"You'll care about her a lot, and you'll never hurt her
and you won't be able to see her cry. You'll always want to keep her happy, even if it means staying unhappy yourself…" Her voice trailed off, she wondered what was wrong with her that no one felt like that for
her.

"Vidya…?" Sagar asked, pulling her out of her trance. She nodded, "Dare."

"Sing for me."

"What?" She asked, he smirked and nodded. She groaned. "Not much, okay?"
She closed her eyes and thought of a song, she picked her favorite bridge of the song Aa Bhi Ja by Ganesh Hegde's album G. (Great Song, you should hear it…it's a long song, but the bridge is GREAT, according to me.)

tu meri basam , tu hi tanhai hai
tu hi meri ghazal, tu meri ruahai hai
tu mera hamkaram, to mera hamnawa,
tu hi mera sanam, tu hi mera khuda.
radha pukaare kahan koye ho kanhaiya
radha pukaare kahan koye ho kanhaiya

Aa bhi jaa
Aise na tharsa
Aa bhi jaa
Aa bhi jaaa…

yeh nazar ka dhoka hai ya dil ki dillagi
door milte dikh rahe hai aasman zameen
faasalon ki rehguzar hai darmiyan
paas reh kar bhi yeh kasi hai dooriyan

Khoj rahi hai piya
pardesi akhiyan
Khoj rahi hai piya
pardesi akhiyan

Aa bhi jaa
Aise na tharsa
Aa bhi jaa
Aa bhi jaaa…

"Vidya…" Sagar said, breathless and wide-eyed. "That was amazing."

"Thank you, liar. Anyways, your turn…"

"Dare."

"I dare you to let me stay at your house for a night."

"What? Nnn-nn-o. My parents are home…." He said stuttering obviously, his parents were good, old-fashioned people. They thought girls and boys could NOT be just friends. They barely went any where, and they barely let anyone into their homes. Everyone knew how Sagar Pratap Singh's parents were.

"I know." Vidya smirked.

"So tonight I stay at your place and tomorrow night you stay at mine?" Vidya nodded happily. "You're gonna get me in sooooo much trouble." Sagar groaned.

"I know." Vidya clapped her hands in glee.

"It's getting late," Sagar said, suddenly tired. "You should go to sleep."

"No. I don't sleep much these days; I'd rather…do something." Vidya said happily. Like a spoiled sport, Sagar laid down on the sofa, turning his back to Vidya. "Tomorrow is going to be a long day…" He groaned. Vidya sat on the floor behind him for hours, not moving not making any noise. Hours later, she shook him awake.

"Sagar." She said, tapping his arm.

"Vidya…what the heck? Can't a guy sleep?" He asked groggily, his hair was disheveled and eyes were puffy. Vidya wished she had her camera, she bit back a smile.

"Are you mad at me?" She asked childishly.

"Yes. It's 3 in the morning…I want to sleep, so yeah I'm mad."

"Not about that…about the dare. If you want, you don't have to do it."

"Sagar Pratap Singh never goes back on his word. Let me sleep. Didn't you sleep any?" He asked, sitting up scrubbing his face. He ran his hands through his hair with vigor.

"No, I couldn't sleep." She said embarrassed.

"Why?"

"Um…I couldn't with you here. I don't know. I told you I'm weird with these things…I thought you were mad at
me."

"You couldn't sleep cuz I was here?" Sagar mused, Vidya glared at him. "No, I'm not mad. Scared out of my mind, yes but mad? No."

"Scared? Sagar Pratap Singh never gets scared…" She teased, he smiled sarcastically.

"When it comes to his parents, like hell he does." Sagar said, quite obviously. He got up and stretched his arms, his shirt rode up to reveal his abs. Vidya tried not to look, uncomfortably she asked, "Want coffee or something?"

"Hm, sure. Power's back." He proclaimed.

"I know, it came back at 2: 48…I was bored. I felt like waking you up then but I decided not to."

"So you've been up since…"

"Eleven. And it's four now. I was bored out of my mind." She laughed guiltily.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" He asked, annoyed. She shrugged and handed him the mug of coffee. He sipped it, it was luke warm and prepared just the way he liked it.

"You make the best coffee." Sagar said, Vidya smiled as she sipped her own mug. "You don't drink coffee." He stated.

"I do now. Black. The best." She smiled.

"Gross, Vidya." He joked. Vidya rolled her eyes. She sighed, still bored. Waking Sagar up was a bad idea, she presumed. He was no fun.

"Let's finish that movie." Sagar said, noticing her boredom. She nodded and he pressed play, since the DVD to DDLJ was already there.

"Can you imagine going through all that trouble for someone you like?" Sagar mocked the movie.

"Someone you love." Vidya corrected angrily.

"Whatever. Love…right. I'm going to get something to eat."

"Bring me popcorn!"

"Vidya all you've ate yesterday and today is popcorn. Don't you want any real food?"

"Nah. Food no fun. Me want popcorn. Sagar, you know I could live off popcorn, right?"

"I noticed." He said, putting a bag of Pop Secret in the microwave.

"Why, are you hungry? I'll cook you something, unless you don't want my cooking." She glared at him.

"No, I'll eat anything. I'm starved."

"What do you want?" Vidya asked, scrimmaging through her cabinets.

"I want chicken." He said, searching the fridge.

"I'm vegetarian…" She glared.

"Yeah, I know, That must really suck."

"Nope. It's GREAT. What do you want besides meat?"

"Um…chinese sounds good."

"I'll make you some vegetable fried rice."

"Whatever, I'm starved." Sagar said, opening the drawer
and took out a knife. He pulled a carrot out of the fridge, he began peeling the carrot above the sink. Vidya smiled, and kissed him on the cheek "I've taught you well, I'm sure your future wife will be very pleased."

"No way. My wife will be doing all the cooking." He said, frowning despite the kiss planted upon his cheek.

"I'd want my husband to cook for me sometimes…it gets tiresome…"

"Well maybe sometimes, but the rest of the time, it'll be all you."

"Whatever. I refuse to cook and clean all the time."

"Well you're gonna have to." Sagar laughed at her. Vidya glared at him. "Okay, we'll have a few servants, okay?"

"Fine. But you're still gonna cook for me sometimes. I don't want servants."

"Fine, you can cook for me till Monday through Saturday and on Sunday I'll cook for you, okay?"

Vidya huffed and laughed, "Fine." An hour later, Sagar had eaten and Vidya was into the movie again. She ate her popcorn happily. She yawned loudly, it was five AM.

"Sagar, I'm sleepy. Good night."

"More like good morning. But whatever, I'm sleepy too." Sagar stretched out on the sofa again. Vidya stomped upstairs. She changed and slept. Hours later, she felt shaking.

"Vidya, it's noon. Wake up." Sagar said urgently.

"Shut up. So damn loud. Go back to sleep." She groaned, Sagar shook his head.

"No, it's late. You don't get it. I was supposed to be at my house hours ago, eating breakfast with my family. You realize how much trouble I'm in?" He shook her harder. "I could get killed!"

"Don't talk about dying so early in the morning." She said, sitting up. Stretching, she yawned and said, "I sleep better with you here. So you were supposed to be at breakfast?" She asked, stepping out of bed. Her tank top rode up revealing her otherwise secret bellybutton ring and her basketball shorts were replaced with hoochie shorts. She stretched and touched her toes.

"Cute ass." Sagar muttered. She straightened quickly, "What?"

"Nothing." Sagar smirked. Vidya shook her hair out. It was a mess.

"I need to take a shower." Both said at once. "I go first." They both continued. Vidya glared at Sagar.

"Okay, it's your house. Go take a shower. I'll wait. I'll make breakfast." He grinned. Vidya rolled her eyes and grabbed a red towel, heading toward the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, she reported downstairs. Her hair was dripping but it was hot and she knew it would soon dry. She wore a green and orange salwar kameez with white choodiyan. She wore little to no jewelry but had silver jhumke on.

"Dude, what's up with you?" Sagar eyed her.

"Thanks, you look nice too."

"What's up with the outfit?" Sagar popped the toast out of the toaster.

"What's today?"

"15 August…Oh. But a salwar kameez? C'mon Vidya, that's a little much."

"I wear a salwar kameez every year today." She snatched the toast from his hand.

"Don't. You're staying at my house…oh man. Please wear something tiny…" He started. Vidya raised an eyebrow at him. "Why? I have to make a good impression."

"No you don't, it's not like we're getting married." Vidya smiled and stayed quiet. "We're not, are we?!?!" Vidya laughed.

"Just because I don't HAVE to make a good impression doesn't mean I don't want to. Your parents…they're very influential people." She replied diplomatically.

"As are yours. But you don't know my mom. If she likes you too much, then we're screwed. And I'm hoping my dad is off somewhere cuz if he sees me and you together then we're DEFINITELY screwed."

"We won't be screwed. Chill Sagar." She said, rubbing his back.

"Don't touch me in front of them!" He said, panicking. Vidya held back laughter.

"I wont, okay? I'll hope they don't like me okay?"

"No, you're just the type of girl they want for me to marry. Please don't be you…." He pleaded.

"Sagar, I think I'll be better off not coming. Would you like a new dare?" He looked at her expectantly, he nodded.

"I dare you to go without me for a week."

"What?"

"Yeah. No calling, emailing, meeting me for a week. You have a choice. Risk your parents liking me or go without me for seven days."

"Vidya…" He groaned, whining. She looked at him, waiting. She was biting back a smile truthfully, tormenting him was so much fun.

"Eat your breakfast, Vidya," He sighed, "Then I'll take you to my house."

"And tell them that you spent the night at my house?" She asked, biting into her now soggy toast. He glanced at her, angry but saw it had no affect. No body did the glaring except Vidya, he assumed.

"C'mon." He said, walking out the door.

"You're driving?"

"Yeah, what else? Are you?"

"You don't have a driver?"

"I do. Not for this though. This is Rhonda, no one
drives Rhonda but me."

"You named your car? That's lame." She said, turning the radio on. Sagar looked at her truly angry this time, she brought her hand back. "Sorry."

"You wearing a salwar kameez is lame."

"You're lame."

"Hence, you spent the night with me?" He smirked.

"I thought you didn't want to mention that?"

"I don't. Not in front of my parents, anyways. Say something like that to them and you'll end up with me as your husband for the rest of your life."

"That can't be that bad." Vidya smiled. Sagar smiled, glancing away at the road to see her.

"I'm starting to think you WANT to impress my parents." He said.

"You're the one volunteering to cook for me every Sunday."

"You volunteer to cook every other day." Sagar retorted tartly.

"No, I volunteered to do that for my husband not you. You however, volunteered to cook for me."

"So I did." He concluded. Sagar tried to glance at her again but couldn't without her taking notice.

"That could be taken as a proposal."

"My proposal will be far more extravagant." Sagar said, Vidya rolled her eyes.

"With your parents choosing your wife it better. Anyways, what's it to me?"

"You musn't remind me." He rolled his eyes. "So you seem to take this very seriously. Isn't yours arranged too?"

"Nah. Love. If I can find a guy that doesn't wanna beat the crap out of me." She laughed. Sagar looked at her, pained. Guilt crept over him. Vidya saw his frown.

"Oh no, I didn't mean you…I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Sagar, I'm sorry. I'm dumb." She laughed. Sagar pulled over.

"Why are you apologizing?" He sighed.

"Because I made you feel bad."

"I deserve to feel bad. I was wrong. You know what your problem is Vidya?" She looked at him. "You dwell on my words, you trust to easily, you believe too easily and then when things go wrong you blame yourself."

"Hmm." Vidya replied, looking into her lap. Sagar sighed; he wasn't getting through to her. He felt what she was emoting. She was ashamed, even now. He sensed it.

Hid voice went stern, but his eyes soft, "Look at me." He touched her face. She looked at him.

"Sagar…" Vidya smiled softly, fake. "I'm fine."
Sagar stared ahead to the unmoving road; he saw from the corner of his eye Vidya brush away a tear.

Sagar stared at her; she looked at him and then away. "Can we please go?" Sagar was angry, this was enough with being gentle.

"You think no guy can love you." Sagar stated matter-of-factly, he didn't care is she knew that he read her diary. "You think you're not worth it. You think everything that happened to you was somehow your fault."

Vidya looked at him, shocked. She snapped herself out of it. She brushed another tear off and laughed. "Sagar, this is a dumb conversation. I'm going home." She was about to open the door when he locked all of them with the automatic lock.

"You're not going anywhere."

"Sagar let me go." She said, stubborn.

"Why do you think that, Vidya?" He asked, confused. "I
don't get it."

"You're an insensitive jackass! You wanna hear? Listen!" She finally let a tear roll down her red cheek, she didn't brush it off. "I do believe no guy can love me. And I'm okay with that, so what is your problem?! Yes, everything was my fault! You were right I trust too easily, hence every guy I care about…"

"Hurts you?"

"Yeah! Harsh, Ali…"

"Me."

"And I'm so tired of everyone telling me it wasn't my fault! It was my fault! I went to that pool house, I wasn't good enough so I got cheated on, I was the one who slapped you…it was ME!"

"You went to the pool house, which was a lapse of judgment. Every one has those. Nobody deserves what happened to you. You got cheated on because the guy you dated was scum. And that day at the pool, I should've been slapped. I told you, I was way outa line."

"Sagar." She sighed. "My logic is very circular." She stated calmly, ceasing her tears. "Baby, I understand you want to help me. I've gone over this SO many times in my head, I'm fine. I'm over this. Please don't make me talk about it again."

"If you were okay with it, you would be able to talk about it. But it's okay. I won't press it on any further."

"Thank you. But I can handle myself quite well. Why do you care so much?" Vidya asked.

"I don't know…" Sagar muttered. He keyed the ignition. "Let's go meet my parents."

"Yay." She smiled childishly.

"This should be fun…" He said sarcastically.

Edited by kIrAn...E>GA<3 - 17 years ago

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pooja1221

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Posted: 17 years ago

#93

lovd it! Sagar's so caring! gr8 work 👏 👏 👏

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Jennifer Mall

@kIrAn...E>GA<3

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Posted: 17 years ago

#94

one comment?! 😭 😭 😭

wow guys, great job... 🤢

no1 reads nemore *sniff* 😭 fine....

<3 kiram
E> GA <3

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Sania

@sania_12

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Posted: 17 years ago

#95

wow that was awesome!!! I love all the sagar - vidya scenes. they're soo cuute! Can't wait for the next chapter. 😳

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Abhilasha

@MUNNIBABA2009

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Posted: 17 years ago

#96

YaY vidya sagar part!!! awesomee... awwww itw as soo cute... lol sagar must be REALLY scared of his parents... lol... aww he chose to take her home!!!>.. ooo vidya i think she's falling in lvoe with you tooo... it was reallly reallly cute... i am waiting.... continue next part sooon... hmmm i thinks its suhani's turn now...right? lol... continue soooooon!!!!!!

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ritu

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Posted: 17 years ago

#97

hey,
this ff IS really good...
i read like teh first two parts adn then...
i had to go to new york soo couldn't read all...
today i finished teh whole thing hwen munju(MUNNIBABA2007)
reminded me again...

it really awesome... i LOVE it! i adore sagar adn vidya's couple...
used to watch bmtd...not anymore...
i dont knwo why i stopped... 😕 😕
anywayss... mahi and shabd are good...

uhh imagining niharika seeing her mom suicide... *shudder* i would've probably fallen into depression...
i feel soo bad for her... anywayss... i love her and ishaan's relation...wish i had such relation with my bro... *roll eyes* i wish...

suhani adn rajvir are cute too... adn her sense was awesome... like that shows how the four girls are connected to eachother... they can feel what the other is going through... well atleast suhani can...

okk i hope that is a long enough comment... lol... will try and post comments after each part...cant promise anything... since i am not home yet... and getting my hands on this laptop is not an easy task... i am sitting in a bathroom right now...

oooh... i gotta go... continue sooon!/... will eb waiting!!...

ritu 😳

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Jennifer Mall

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Posted: 17 years ago

#98

PREVIEW: vidya-sagar spend the night, hani gets politely kicked out of rajvir's house...and a 3 year leap?! dont be confused, im not ending this any time soon!

<3 kiran
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Jennifer Mall

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Posted: 17 years ago

#99

Chapter 30- Clicking

"Angad!" Mahi woke up breathless and sweating. Angad, laying beside her woke up suddenly. Mahi had been having nightmares and Angad, gracious as he was volunteered himself to sleep beside her. Mahi and Angad really clicked, and Angad cared what seemed like far too much about her.

"What happened?" Angad said, rubbing her back.

"I felt…I felt…never mind…" She replied breathless.

"What did you feel….?" Angad asked gently, pulling at her shoulder.

"I felt like something kicked me." She held her stomach. "Hard."

"Mahi, it's gone. You miss it, that's it." He rubbed her shoulder, she winced away.

"I remember what it felt like when I got kicked, that was a kick." She said stubborn, clutching her stomach.

"And yesterday you felt like you were being watched. It's impossible. You just miss your baby." Angad said pulling onto her. She hugged him.

"Yeah. I guess I do…Hey." She said perking up.

"What?" He asked.

"My cousin is coming over today." She said happily, "She's the best!"

"Cool. Well you might want to get ready then. You're not very presentable right now." He laughed.

"Yeah, yeah. I look hot, you know it! Look at you." She looked him up and down. He even looked good just waking up. He was in his boxers and shirtless, his hair was tousled and his face was stubbled. Mahi smiled.

"You're checking me out?" Angad asked, getting out of the bed.

"So I am. Like you weren't."

"No need to check you out. You're hot all the time."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"After we're married, we're going to have A LOT of very
good-looking children."

"A lot? Try two." Mahi scoffed, walking into the
bathroom, leaving to the door ajar.

"Only two? But that's no fun." Angad whined, standing outside the door.

"No." She spat toothpaste out and waved the toothbrush at him. "Hum do humare do."

"Can't it be hum do humare saat?" He grinned foolishly.

"Seven kids?! Angad you must be crazy." She said, rinsing her face.

"Okay, six? Happy?" He stood, peaking out of the door.

"No. TWO!" She said, "One boy, one girl."

"Two boys, four girls." Angad said stubbornly. Mahi glared at him, fakely.

"Two."

"Six."

"Two."

"Seven."

"You're going the wrong way!" Mahi whined.

"Three, are three okay?"

"Yes. Three are fine. Two girls and one boy."

"Two boys and one girl."

Mahi huffed, "We'll see."

"We will see." Angad smiled. He liked the idea of two but bothering Mahi was so much fun. "I love you, Mahi." He smiled, pulling on her waist.

"Angad, let me brush my hair." She waved the hairbrush at him sternly.

"I'll do it for you." He turned her around and sat her on the bed. Taking the brush from her hand, he gently pulled the brush through her hair. He fluffed the strands, like they were cotton candy.

"Angad sweetheart, what are you doing?" She asked, sweetly curious.

"Your hair is so soft. It's like silk." He said smiling. "I'll braid it." He slowly pulled her hair tightly into a thick braid.

"The purple makes it pretty." Angad said stupidly.

"You're so simple minded." She laughed pecking him on the lips. "Go brush your teeth."

"I don't wanna." He whined.

"Then no breakfast." She said. He frowned then finally
went into the bathroom.

"You're cute when you're sulking." She shouted from downstairs.

"I'm cute all the time." Angad shouted back.

"Yeah, yeah Mr. Stuck Up." She whispered.

"I heard that!" Angad yelled. Mahi laughed as she fried a puri. Halwa-puri was the best breakfast food ever, both Mahi and Angad agreed. Half an hour later, Angad came down with wet hair wearing dark jeans and a black tight-fitting shirt, it showed off his muscle.

"Oh God, don't wear that shirt." Mahi groaned.

"Why?"

"You look like a roadside Romeo. Go wear something
decent."

"I could tell you to wear something decent too." He replied, curtly. "Wow halwa-puri."

"I'm wearing decent clothes." Mahi argued, looking down at her outfit. It was a plaid black and red mini with black ripped tights and a midriff revealing black top. In her nose she wore a red garnet stud.

"Uh huh. If hookers look decent then sure." Angad placed a large helping of halwa on his plate.

"What?! At least I don't look like some gunda." She handed him a puri in anger.

"You look like a gundi." He laughed, while chewing. Mahi rolled her eyes and stomped into the room. She searched for something not black. She found a green kurti and jeans. As she zipped her jeans, Angad walked behind her.

"Better?" She asked, annoyed. He opened the cupboard and put a red T-shirt on. Mahi gaped at him shirtless.

"Close your mouth Mahi, you might swallow a fly." He laughed.

"Whatever." She said with attitude. "Nothing I ain't seen before, I'm just remembering that concert of yours
I went to."

"You came to my concert?" Angad asked, amused.

"Every one I could. I was your second biggest fan." She laughed.

"Yeah, my biggest fan was this person named Div88. Crazy lady she was."

"That was Vidya." She laughed. "And I was MAC88."

"I remember you!" Angad said in epiphany. Mahi laughed. "I read your letters. Every one of them." Angad said.

"Really?" Mahi said, blushing.

"Yeah. They went a little something like 'I love you
Angad, I love you.' About 487 times."

"You counted?!" Mahi gasped. Angad nodded. "Vidya wrote it 500 times each letter."

"Yeah. But hopefully you meant it." Angad noted. Mahi smiled. The doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Angad volunteered. Walking to the door, he whistled Kaisa Yeh Pyaar Hai's title song. He opened the door to find a little girl in a pink pinafore, standing there hands on hip waiting.

"Hello, princess." Angad kneeled down to her level. "What's your name?"

"My name's Pari. What's yours?" She asked sassily.

"Angad Khanna. Pleased to meet you." He held his hand out, the girl shook it reluctantly.

"The pleasure would be mine, if you told me where Mahi is." She smiled brattily.

"Mahi, you have a visitor!" Angad sighed, shouting into the house.

"It's PARI!!!!!" Mahi said, running to the door. Getting onto one knee, she hugged the girl. Pari's face lit up upon seeing Mahi.

"Hey Di." Pari said. "You're crying?" She asked Mahi.

"Nothing. I just missed you." Mahi said.

"Di." Pari started. "Who's he?"

"This is my fianc, Angad. Quite the charmer, isn't he?"

"I suppose he is." Pari said, thoughtfully. "Isn't Vidya Di in love with this guy, he comes on TV."

"Yeah. Being a rock star is so overrated. I've never met this Vidya girl, but Pari I must tell you I'm quite smitten by Mahi." He said, dramatically falling to his knees before Mahi. Mahi laughed and hit him in his head.

"I like him, Di." Pari said laughing.

"Me too." Mahi winked. The phone rang. "I'll get it."

"Hello?" Mahi said, happily.
"Are you okay, do you want me to come back home?" Suhani asked concerned.
"No Hani. I'm great. I've got Angad, he's taking great care of me. Even Pari is here."
"Okay, are you sure?"
"HANI! Stop calling me! I'm fine!!! I have Angad and I'm supposed to be with him right now! Pari's probably bothering him!"
"Are you sure?"
"Hani. Stop calling me. I love you babe but you GOT TO stop calling to check up on me. I'm fine. Angad ki kasam."
"Well, you better be telling me the truth or else we're losing a VERY worthwhile guy."
"Why would I want to endanger my husband's life? He's sooooo sweet. God broke the mold after making him." Mahi laughed.
"Husband? Aw, you're marrying him? Vidya will be crushed." Suhani laughed.
"Aw, pshaw, she has Sagar." Mahi said, simply.
"Just a friend, she insists." Suhani says properly.
"That's because she doesn't know but they've both fallen for each other. Why do you sound so British?"
"It's that boyfriend of mine. It's all his fault." She sighs.
"Aw. So sweet."
"I talked to Ishaan the other day!" She exclaims loudly.
"So?" Mahi asks.
"You don't know?" Hani asked, breathlessly.
"Know what?"
"Ishaan has had a crush on me since ever."
"Aw, I could've told you that." Mahi laughed.
"Why didn't you?" Hani huffed.
"I don't know. You never asked. Acha okay, I'm starting to miss Angad. I'm leaving now." Mahi said into the phone, smiling.
"Really? So sweet. Makes me feel so special." Suhani stated sarcastically. "I won't call anymore."
"Thank you. I'll call you. Can't wait till you get back." Mahi said. "Okay, love you. Bye. Muah." She kissed into the phone.
"Bye." Hani laughed.

"Angad!" Mahi ran into the living room to find Pari and Angad engaged deep into conversation.

"Yes, but Angelica only acted out because she was insecure." Pari explained.

"Or jealous of Tommy." Angad stated, pouting.

"She was so misunderstood." Pari sighed.

"And VERY mean. I don't care whether she was misunderstood, she was always scaring Chucky."

"Gosh, such intelligent conversation." Mahi mused. Angad rolled his eyes.

"He's stubborn." Pari concluded. "Thick in the head."

"She's annoying." Angad concluded, mocking her tone.

"Here you are, struggling with one. And you were
talking about six."

"I said seven." He said pouting.

"We settled on three."

"Whatever." He sulked. "Our kids will not be this mean."

"I'm not mean. You're just immature." Pari said. Angad shrugged it off.

"Pari, when are uncle-aunty coming to pick you up?" Mahi sighed.

"In about ten minutes."

"Oh." Mahi frowned. Angad and Pari argued the last ten minutes, it amused Mahi immensely. She held back laughter, finally Pari left.

"That was mature of you." Mahi rolled her eyes.

"Your cousins are mean. Are there any more?"

"Two, but they're boys. They'll love you."

"I say we elope." Angad moped.

"Why would we do that?" Mahi laughed, "We were arranged."

"So?" Angad pouted. "I can't wait any longer…." He frowned.

"Well you're gonna have to wait till March. My birthday. Before that, it's not even legal."

"Yeah. Where are you going to college?"

"Mumbai University."

"Hey. I live there. You should live with me!!!" Angad said, excited.

"Maybe. I don't know. I might not go there. I've applied a couple other places. And I don't know where those three bi***es are going either." She sighed.

"You guys are all so mean to each other." Angad laughed.

"So we are. I haven't talked to Vidya and Niharika since a really long time ago. Wonder what they're up to."

"A lot, if they haven't called you." Angad replied.
"Yeah." Mahi said, thoughtlessly. "Let's go to Vidya's house." She proclaimed. Angad nodded, "You should call first. She might be out." Mahi agreed. She dialed the number.

"Hey, Vee." Mahi said coolly.
"Hey, Mahi. Oh my god, I haven't called in ages. I feel so bad." Vidya said guiltily.
"Where have you been?" Mahi asked.
"I spent last night at my house. But the power went out so I couldn't call."
"Were you scared?" Mahi asked, knowing Vidya too well.
"Nah. I had Sagar here. And now we're headed to his house."
"His house? He spent the night? Vidya…" Mahi started, in a cautious groan.
"Nothing like that, Mahi. We just…were bored. Yeah, I'm going to meet his family and spend the night. No big deal, just a dare."
"Yeah, Vee. Sure. A dare. Be careful with him." Mahi groaned.
"Mahi, I'm fine. I can take care of myself. You take care too."
"Okay, phir. Bye." Mahi sighed.
"Bye, I love you." Vidya chirped.
"I love you too." Mahi sighed again, turning to Angad.

"What?" He asked, getting up. He looked concerned.

"She's going to Sagar's…just me and you now." Mahi smiled at him.

"Let's go get ice cream." Angad suggested.

"Let's go." She said. She might as well, she concluded.

Chapter 31- Promises

"Is everything okay?" Rajvir asked, concerned.

"No. One of my friend's just had a miscarriage."

Running her hands through her hair, she was about to pull it all out. She was frustrated beyond reason. "She won't let me come back home. I really want to be with her right now."

"She sounded pretty chill." Rajvir said, pulling her into his lap.

"Yeah, she did. I guess Angad really is taking really good care of her. Where is everyone?" She turned toward him.

"Hm? I don't know. Maa is probably at Maya's house. It's just me and you now." He laughed evilly. Suhani giggled.

"You don't expect me to let you touch me, do you?"

"What's wrong with touching?" He asked, confused.

"Nothing until one thing leads to another. Among the four of us, one non-virgin is enough."

"Hm…so you're afraid of losing your virginity…?" He pondered.

"Yes, I value my chastity before marriage very much. So I'm going to sleep in the guest room and you're going to sleep in the room farthest away from me." She got up. He pulled her back down.

"I'm not going to attack you. But can I get a kiss?" He asked, sweetly.

"I'm not allowed to." She smiled, sweetly.

"It's only eight o' clock." He pouted.

"I'm sleepy." Suhani argued.

"You're afraid of me." Rajvir said, smirking.

"I am not." She argued.

"Mhmm…" He replied smugly, flipping through an upside
down magazine.

"I'm not talking to you, you're mean…"

"Suhani, you know we haven't known each other very long
but…" His voice trailed off.

"But?" Suhani turned around, curiously.

"I was wondering…Um…" He held out a box. "It's a promise ring…" He gulped. Suhani smiled, taking the box from his hands. She opened it, her face lighting up.

"It's beautiful…you're so sweet." She pecked him on the lips. He smiled nervously.

"Does that mean you're accepting it?" He asked. She kissed him again, letting her lips linger along his.

"What do you think…?" She whispered sweetly. He kissed her again, letting time pass between breaths. The kiss deepened and the doorbell rang. Suhani smiled, "Go get that."

Rajvir groaned and got up. "Maa?" He asked, opening the door.

"Beta, whatever is wrong with you? Up so late? It's bad for your eyes…and why is your mouth so red…?" She blabbered coming in. She frowned upon seeing Suhani on the couch, with smeared lip gloss. Suddenly, she understood the red on Rajvir's mouth.

"Miss Patel, I thought you were headed to the Hilton like the rest of the workshop students…" She said, disappointed.

"Oh, I just dropped by to say hello. I'm headed to a hotel too. I should take my leave now." Suhani said politely. She curtsied and took her purse.

"Suhani, I'll come with you. Maa, I'll just drop her and be back." Mrs. Goswami nodded and went into the kitchen.

Chapter 32- Meeting the Parents.

"Maa?!" Sagar yelled coming through the door.

"Beta, we were worried. Where were you all night? Oh, hello." A woman replied, fixing the palu to her sari. She looked old and her eyes were kind.

"Maa, this is my friend Vidya." Sagar managed to say, nervously.

"Namaste beta." The woman smiled. Surprising Sagar, Vidya touched her feet.

"Namaste." Vidya said sweetly, Sagar's mother smiled at her. Sagar looked at her helplessly, he mouthed 'What are you doing?'

"Sagar, that is how you greet elders." Vidya said sassily. Sagar shut up. His mother smiled at the two.

"Beta, what's your whole name?"

"Vidya Thakur, actually Auntyji, mere Mummy-Papa France gaye hua hai. Iss liye, Sagar said I could stay the night here. If that wasn't that much of a problem." She asked sweetly but with a hint of nervousness in her voice.

"It would be fine, beta but guest room is taken by Gehna."

"Gehna's here!?!?" Sagar yelled.

"Yeah, she's been waiting all day yesterday for you."

"Maa, please. I don't want to talk to her." He whined.

"Who's Gehna?" Vidya asked, confused.

"Iss ki mangetar." Sagar's mother beamed.

"Mangetar?! Maa no way! I don't even like her! I'm too
young to die--."

"You're not dying, Sagar. I told you not to say that again…." Vidya replied, angry.

"Vidya…" He groaned, he glanced toward his mother who was smirking to them.

"Where's Di, Mahua, and Chandra…and Papa?"

"They're in their rooms." Maa said smiling.

"Oh." Sagar said, sighing.

"Vidya beta, would you like something to eat?"

"Oh no, I'm full. Plus, I don't think you guys would have anything I could eat."

"She's vegetarian." Sagar added.

"Oh yes, Thakurs are vegetarians." Sagar's mother said,
smiling.

"Vidya; you and I should go talk to Mahua." Sagar sighed. Vidya nodded and followed him into the room.

"What was that?!" Sagar yelled.

"What?" Vidya asked, looking around curiously.

"Auntyji. Namaste. Aashirwad. You're gonna get me killed. Try to act more modern around my dad."

"I was being polite. That's how I've been brought up." Sagar turned her around by the shoulders.

"Well please try not to be so perfect around my family." He pleaded.

"Perfect?" Vidya mused, noticing his hands which made their way comfortably at her waist.

"Don't act like yourself."

"You're saying I'm perfect?" Vidya, unknowingly put her arms around his neck.

"You're the closest thing I've seen. Beautiful, intelligent, innocent…" With each adjective his lips drew nearer. A lazy smile played across Vidya's smile.

"Will you kiss me already?" She whispered. A smirk spread across Sagar's face.

"You can wait. Our first kiss was a bit useless." He said, echoing her whisper.

"You can continue now. Beautiful, intelligent, innocent?? You know what Sagar?" She said in another low whisper.

"What?"

"You're a liar."

"I can go on. Innocent, stubborn, sweet, forgiving, caring, did I say stubborn…?" He laughed. Vidya pouted. "Vidya…" He whispered, hovering his lips over hers. She leaned forward and just as their lips touched.

"What the heck?!" A girl exclaimed from behind.

"Mahua…God, you scared me." Sagar sighed relief.

"What are you doing in my room? And who's she?"

"This is Vidya. She's staying the night."

"So you where with HER last night?" She asked,
amused, "Gehna was asking about you."

"Gehna, Gehna, Gehna. I don't get why she doesn't leave me alone." Sagar said, collapsing on the bed.

"Well, she is your girlfriend."

"WHAT?!" Vidya exclaimed. Mahua shot her a laughing glance.

"Was, Vidya. Was." He sighed.

"Now she is?" Mahua asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No." Sagar and Vidya answered at once.

"Sure. Hence, you guys were making out."

"We were not." Sagar said indignantly. Vidya pouted
because unfortunately, he hadn't kissed her.

"Whatever, you wanna meet Gehna?" She asked Vidya.

"No thanks. I'll pass. Where am I going to sleep?"

"My room." Mahua exclaimed happily. Vidya nodded in agreement. "Sounds fun.You're brother is no fun. Me and you can have a sleepover."

"That sounds fun. I never get to have my friends over. How old are you?"

"Seventeen. You?"

"Sixteen."

"Great, I believe this is your room." Vidya said to Mahua. Mahua nodded, and the two stared angrily at Sagar till he left.

"So two days straight with my idiot of a brother? I have got to give you props."

"He's not that bad," Vidya defended.

"Well he is to me. But he's my best friend, so he's allowed to be an idiot. We're like this." She crossed
her fingers.

"Me too. I think."

"You spent two straight days with him. To tolerate him, you gotta be like that." Mahua laughed. Vidya laughed along.

"Who's Gehna?" Vidya asked, still bothered.

"Probably my to be bhabhi." Mahua said. "She's a little weird in the head if you ask me. Bhaiya doesn't like her at all."

"Oh…" Vidya said. "You have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah, but don't mention it out there. His name is Kartik."

"Aw. So sweet."

"You have a boyfriend, Vidya?"

"Nah. Guys don't like me." Vidya sighed.

"B.S." Mahua laughed. "Bhaiya seems to like you plenty."

"We've got a love-hate relationship. Or like-hate actually. We spend most our time arguing and fighting."

"Who wins?" Mahua asked, curious.

"I do." Vidya grinned.

"That takes skill. It's impossible to win against him."

"No it's not. Quite simple really." Vidya explained.

"You're special. I think Sagar has finally found his match."

"He's got one helluva temper though…" Vidya shuddered.

"You've seen his temper?"

"Yeah, spent a while in the hospital cuz of it." Vidya
laughed.

"WHAT?!" Mahua exclaimed. "Our mom has taught us better than that."

"I slapped him. No big deal. I forgave him."

"You shouldn't have."

"I beat him up afterwards. And he apologized like crazy and he hurt his own hand to make up for it."

"Oh, that was what happened …when Maa asked he said he accidentally broke a glass."

"Yeah, my window." Vidya laughed.

"I think he's in love with you." Mahua said.

"Why do you say that?" Vidya asked, confused. She had that same thought during Truth or Dare but that was sheer foolishness, she resolved.

"He brought you home." Mahua raised an eyebrow. She seriously did think her brother was in love with Vidya, he was so oddly free around her and a strange grin was on his face when she was around.

"It was a dare; either he could let me spend the night or go seven days without me."

"Why didn't he choose the second one?" Mahua asked. Vidya shrugged.

"None of his friends have seen him for months."

"We spend a lot of time together…I guess?" She stated,
more like a question.

"More like every waking moment together." Mahua laughed. Vidya laughed too. That was a joke, right?

The door opened in the living room, and the house went silent.

"What happened?" Vidya asked in a scared whisper.

"Papa's home. Dinner time. Let's go." Mahua said happily. They linked arms and headed toward the dining
room.

"Baba, this is Vidya. She's friends with Bhai. Her parents are in France, can she spend the night?" Mahua asked nervously.

"Of course beta." He narrowed his eyes to Vidya, "Sagar's friend?"

"Yeah. My name's Vidya Thakur. Namaste uncle." She touched his feet.

"Namaste beta. Your parents…in France?"

"Yeah, usually they take summers off to vacation with me but some important clients called so…"

"Acha acha. So they had work. That makes sense. You know Sagar?"

"Yeah…" She replied uncomfortably.

"Since when?" He asked. What was this, twenty questions?

"We both go to the Academy, but we became friends a few
months ago." She replied nervously.

"Friends?" He asked.

"Yeah, friends. Like enjoying the other's company. Not
in love with each other…" Okay, too much said.

"Not in love with each other." He repeated, musing.

"Yeah. Stress the NOT part." Vidya said, almost too quickly.

"Right. Where do you plan on spending the night? The guest room is taken."

"By Gehna. I know. I plan on staying in Mahua's room."

"Wonderful arrangement." He said. "Now that we're acquainted, let's eat." The food sat there, chicken, mutton, beef. Hell, there was even fish there. Vidya couldn't look at it.

"Excuse me." She said, running to the bathroom.

"What's wrong with her?" Sindura asked.

"She's a vegetarian." Sagar said, putting his napkin down, following her.

"Vidya, are you okay?" He knocked at the bathroom door. He heard puking.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I can't handle seeing that much meat at once." She laughed, wiping her mouth.

"Maa, I'm taking Vidya out to eat." He shouted, grabbing his car keys.

"Sagar." A voice said, sternly.

"Y-yes, Papa?"

"You have not been excused…" He said sternly.

"Well, I'm hungry and Vidya's hungry and there's definitely nothing she can eat here." He said rudely, slamming the door shut.

"That was rude, you shouldn't have talked to your dad like that." Vidya said, taking her dupatta off. It was really getting to her now.

"Whatever Vidya, he'll get over it. What do you want to eat?"

"Why are you so pissed off?"

"You haven't ate anything but popcorn in two days…you need food. Real food." He said stressfully.

"Not the reason you're mad."

"You're pale, Vidya. I don't want you getting sick."

"You don't want me at your house, do you?" Vidya smirked.

"What do you want to eat?!" He yelled. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Seriously, Vidya. I don't want you getting sick."

"Swear on me that's it…."

"That's it." He sighed. His father was a reflection of his being, he was an exact copy of him personality-wise, and he didn't want his father telling him anything he wasn't ready to hear yet. They pulled up at a Hyatt. He ordered her Chinese vegetable soup and two sodas.

"After this you should take me shopping." Vidya smiled. Sagar raised an eyebrow.

"Fine." He huffed.

"You liar! You don't want me in your house. You hate
shopping." She gulped her soup in a very unladylike manner, she was famished. She hadn't noticed until
Sagar had mentioned it.

"I hate shopping but I hate that damn salwar kameez more." He said, half truthfully.

"Fine, you're paying then."

"Fine." After eating they went shopping and bought two outfits. One for then, one that was comfortable enough to sleep in. She changed into a pair of dark jeans and an orange kurti.

"Orange?"

"Gotta be patriotic somehow." Vidya smiled, Sagar huffed. "Who are you calling?" He asked. She shoved her finger in his face, gesturing him to shut up for then.

"Hello?"
"Hello?"
"Auntyji. Is Uncleji home?"
"Yes, he is. He's reading a magazine right now."
"Could I talk to him?"
"Yes, beta. Sure. Let me call him." She said politely.
"Hello?" His husky voice said.
"Hello uncleji, this is Vidya. I called because I felt really bad about what happened earlier today…"
"That's quite alright, dear. I know Sagar didn't mean harm."
"He wanted to apologize to you."

"I what?!" Sagar exclaimed.

"Sagar, saying sorry won't make you any less of a man."
Vidya explained, annoyed.

"So? I'm not apologizing."

"Sagar, your father is on the line, listening to us. Apologize or you're gonna have to do the other bet."

"What?" He asked confused.

"I'm not going to talk to you, or see you for a month."

"A MONTH!?" He yelled helplessly. She nodded. Defeated he took the phone.

"Hello?" He said, defeated.
"Sagar beta, I heard what Vidya said."
"Okay, so I don't have to say it right?"
"If you don't want Vidya not talking or meeting you till next month, yeah."
"This is blackmail!" Sagar whined. "I'm ss-ss…"
"Sorry. Say it. I've never heard you say it." His father said immaturely teasing.
"I'm sorry." He muttered.
"I've got to give Vidya an applause, I've never heard you apologize to anyone before…"
"Papa, just drop it, okay? Here, talk to Vidya."
"Okay. Vidya beti, I just wanted to thank you. Those were, perhaps, the first time I've heard those words from him."
"He's said it enough times since he's met me." She mused. "We'll be home a little late, is that okay?"
"Uh, where are you going?" He asked, unsure.
"Shopping?" She asked, unsure.
"Come straight home, as soon as possible. No shopping."
"Okay, fine." Vidya whined on the phone.
"Bye beta." He said, laughing.

"You're dad's cool." Vidya said, laughing.

"No." He said. "He's not. He's terrible."

"No, he reminds me of my dad. He called us home ASAP."

"Why?"

"Because…he did. Let's go."

"We're going cuz he said so? That's dumb. Let's go clubbing."

"We're going home. Uncleji said so." Vidya argued.

"Fine." Sagar huffed, driving home.

"Wow, you actually listened." His father marveled when
they got home.

"It's late. I'm going to bed." Vidya said, pulling Mahua into her room. Everyone soon went to bed.

"Can you switch spots with your brother?" Vidya asked, expectantly.

"What? Why?"

"I'm used to sleeping…" With him, carried the wrong
connotation. "Near him."

"He's a room away, you're near enough."

"Please Mahua…." Vidya whined.

"Just this once…" She warned. Soon, she left and Sagar came in, laughing in a whisper.

"I was about to ask her the same thing…." He laughed. He lay down on the bed. She lay down besides him.

"I like your family." She said, finally. He rolled his eyes at her and turned the lights out. He turned his back to her and the two laid in silence. He felt a finger drag across his back.

"Vidya…" He said, annoyed.

"I'm bored." She sighed.

"You're an insomniac, I swear." He said annoyed.

"Maybe. I was thinking…" She said, slowly."Where are we going…?" She asked gently in a whisper. He turned around. "What do you mean where are we going?"

"Listen, next year is senior year, and then we all go our separate ways."

"We'll stay in touch…" Sagar defended.

"So they all say…" Vidya sighed. "Where are you going
to college?"

"Mumbai University…" Sagar said.

"Oh." She said, disappointed. "I'm going to Delhi."

"Did you apply anywhere abroad?" He asked, expectantly.

"Yeah. ODU. Where Ishaan Bhaiya goes… We all did."

"We all?" Sagar asked.

"Yeah. Me, Hani, Nihu, Mahi."

"Oh. I didn't." He scratched his head. "You getting married any time soon?"

"Probably. You know the Benarasi way…"

"Yeah, married early…usually as soon as it's legal. You thought of anyone?"

"Nope. I'm letting my parents choose."

"You wanted a love marriage." Sagar remembered.

"Need to fall in love for that. Besides, love is…perception. It's illusion."

"It is not." Sagar defended. "Love is real."

"You're in love, Sagar…who is it?" She asked, curious. He glared at her in the dark; he knew she couldn't see him in this pitch black. That was a dumb question. So he was in love. But what kind of question is who is it? You know exactly who it is.

"Gehna." He said, sarcastically.

"Oh." She said quietly, "I haven't met her yet. I should approve her before you go and marry her."

"You're dumb." Sagar muttered.

"What?"

"I said yeah, you should." Sighing, he got up. "I'm going back to my room."

"Why? I still can't sleep." She said, he could hear the false happiness dripping off her voice. One thing was certain, in pitch black; voice expression was clearly detected. Sagar's question was why she believed him. He returned back to his position on the bed.

"I lied, you know."

"About what?" Vidya asked, slowly. There were short breaths between her words. Like sniffles almost.

"Are you crying?" Sagar asked, too stern.

"No…" She said, she paused. "Yes."

"I was lying about being in love with Gehna."

"I know." She sniffled. "You love me."

"Yeah. I do love you." Sagar said, lamely.

"I love you too." She sniffled, and sobbed. He listened
to her cry for a while.

"Why are you crying?" He asked, annoyed.

"Sorry, couldn't help it." She laughed, still
sobbing. "I'm going to miss you."

"What?" Sagar's confusion was clear in his voice.

"We're not in a relationship and we're not best friends. Pretty soon, you're gonna forget about me."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. You're going to find someone better and
marry her."

"I don't know…maybe. I might not."

"Well, if you don't. I will. This sucks." She stated, not crying anymore. It was true, it did suck. Sagar
gasped, at her usage of the word sucks. It was a pet peeve to use that word around her. She said it was so unintelligent, it was disgusting.

"What sucks?" Sagar asked.

"We love each other and we have no future together."

"You think too much. We'll think of the tomorrow when it comes, right now is about today." He said, getting up. "I've got to go back now." He sighed.

"Why are you always saying that? Mahua's asleep. Why do you want to leave?"

"Cuz I have the sudden urge to kiss you and I'm afraid of what I'll do." He said, scooting away from her. She flicked the lights on.

"You're afraid of what now?" She asked, amused. He rolled his eyes at her.

"Vidya, go to sleep." He turned the lights off. He laid down again and she laid in his arms. He kissed the top of her head. "Good night." He wrapped her arms around her waist and she fell asleep in his embrace.

The next morning, she woke exactly when the sun rose. She felt the rays of sunlight play across of her face. She smiled. She kissed the arm that was wrapped around her. He didn't wake.

She turned around, and kissed him lightly. "Sagar." She whispered. "Sagar…" He slept like a rock. "Sagar." She shook his arm.

"Vidya, ten more minutes."

"No! Wake up now!"

"Eight more minutes?" He negotiated groggily.

"Arrey? Auntyji, aap?" She said, questioning the door.
Sagar shot up, looking around.

"Not funny." He said, stretching.

"You're right. It was hilarious. I'm going to wake
Mahua up." Vidya said, smiling.

"I'm up." Mahua said at the door, staring at the disheveled bed. "Umm, guys?"

"Nothing happened Mahua," Vidya said yawning, pulling a hairbrush through her hair. "You're brother wouldn't
touch me," She sighed.

"Hey, I held you. Wasn't that enough?" Sagar said, still in his half waken stupor.

"I guess." Vidya sighed, going into his bathroom. She brushed her teeth and came out soon.

"Whose toothbrush did you use?" Sagar asked.

"Yours." She pecked him on his lips. He grumbled
grouchily.

"When's breakfast?" Vidya asked Mahua. "In ten minutes," Mahua replied

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Posted: 17 years ago

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la la la *singsong voice* grandma got run over by a reindeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Kirannnnnn! Havent talked to u in awhile! sowwie my msn is gay so i hardly go on it nemore. Awesome part!! I love Vidya-Sagar, they're cute! Wait so was this the 3 year leap thingy? it didnt feel like it ! lol and where's shabd again? cont soon biznatch :P!

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