How I Love You SwaSan TS(finally updated on page 6) - Page 5

floor was packed with many couples who were swaying to the happy and funky music. Sanskaar placed his hand hesitantly on Swara's back. Swara too hesitantly placed her hand on his shoulder. and their free hands finally met. They glided across the floor with hesitant steps . Both of them never imagined their night to progress like this, so they were quite surprised and a bit confused by the turn of events.To Swara's relief, Mr. SK was a decent dancer. His steps were smooth and confident. Breaking the awkward silence Swara initiated a conversation , "Thank you Mr. SK."" No need for that Ms Shona." He replied in an awkward tone. "I am sorry, I forgot to ask. Are you with someone here? I am sorry for spoiling the party for you. You don't have to compulsorily dance with me" Swara replied while looking at him.For first time he properly looked towards her and said , " No , no.. you need not worry. I am here with some oldies and they of course wont mind me dancing with a lady". He hesitantly added , " I hope that fellow doesn't creates some other problem for you. Was that joker.. I mean man your someone special? " . Sanskaar asked her with a frown face. Swara made a repulsive face behind her mask at the mention of someone and craned her head to look around the whole room in search of anyone creepily staring at her. To her relief he didn't seem to be present here in the room anymore. She turned back to her dancing partner and replied , " If he is smart enough, he won't mess with me any further. " And laughing added, " Hell no Mr. SK. I don't even know him properly. and he would never ever be mine special someone .. even if he was the last guy alive on this planet. " He sounds quite repulsive", Sanskaar added . " He is", Swara nodded her head and tried to divert the flow of conversation."So MR. SK . Is this your name since your childhood, or its any latest naming trend?" Swara asked him with teasing smile and teasing tone..

Sanskar was surprised at the sudden change of mood and topic of conversation . He retorted back, "Well.. SK suits my personality more than my real name... More mysterious more scary..!" he said in mock cold tone. Swara replied back" Scary. Who told you that it makes you look scary. I
don't feel you do so."


Meanwhile the song track changed into a slow paced song. All couples changed their positions accordingly . Sanskaar also pulled Swaraa little more closer than before and continued swaying to the music. Sanskaar retorted back in an even tone ," You don't even know me."Swara said in a soft voice, "I know Mr. SK that I don't know about you. But scary you are not. I am quite sure of that. You seem a fine gentleman with a good heart. Slightly off the screw but still good."Sanskaar incredulously stared at her, " Huh .. do u want me to prove it?" He asked.

A slight fear came into Swara's mind. But then Swara was never the one to fear away from any challenges. She said " why not".Sanskar turned her elegantly, his body was in proper tune with the slow music. Yet, there was a sort of harshness to him, like he was someone who shouldn't be underestimated. Swara was trying to match his pace. Their feet were moving in sync. Swara's heartbeat was increasing steadily. Sanskaar lifted her in air and flipped her around. She was about fall, her heartbeat skyrocketed which resulted in a deep fear built in her heart. She closed her eyes and awaited a hard fall on a hard cold ground. But he caught her in the air at the end moment and lets her down on one foot. Swara took a deep sigh and opened her eyes. The catch caused them to come much closer to each other. There faces were just inches apart. Swara could observe his dark black orbs . The instant connect and familiarity which Swara was feeling with the stranger... was only intensifying with the time. 'Could he be him. ' She thought. As it was almost impossible for her to share same level of comfort with some one else.'But he isnt in India. He is probably enjoying his life in some other part of the world', her mind replied back.


Sanskaar broke the moment and her trail of thoughts with a smug reply "So Ms. Shona what are you thinking now, am I scary or not.?Swara retorted back ," Sorry to disappoint u Mr. SK .. but no."

Sanskaar said in a mock teasing tone, "I should have let u fall then. Have to say this, you are a very graceful dancer."A small smile graced Swara's face ."Thank you", she whispered it to him."Dosti mein (in friendship).. You're welcome", he hesitantly added the latter part.Just one word was enough for swara to remind those various occasions where he said that beautiful line which was imprinted on her heart. "Dosti aur mein no sorry and no thank you(in a friendship there is no sorry and no Thank you).. do u believe in this philosophy? " ,she asked him with a dazed look in her eyes. His dialogues flashed in her mind and again and again."How do you know?", he immediately questioned her. This stranger girl was getting more and more mysterious for him. He was feeling familiarity and attachment to her. But still she was wrapped in a mysterious blanket. "Someone told me, many times. And he gave daily reminders too" she replied with lost tone and a smile on her face.

You know me like a book

You've read a thousand times

We know each other's hearts

We read each other's minds

This feeling's always new

"Who...?" he asked with eyes wide in curiosity." My Knight in shining armor, my best friend ever, the one which stood by me through my worst phase , the one who cares for me the most, the one who can turn the whole world around if someone even thinks of harming me, the one who can stand against the whole world for me and most importantly he is my..my husb.." ,those word were out of her mouth before she can even register what she was sharing in front of an total stranger. She was lost in her own world. Her own words flashed in her mind, she couldn't hold back the surprising gasp that escaped from her. After months of trying to know who was sanskar for her, she got her answer in just few second.

They stopped dancing a long time back. They were still standing on the dance floor, but at a corner. Few confusing glances were thrown at there way. But they didn't care. They were still standing in the same dancing position. Their hands were joined. His other hand was at her waist, and her on his shoulders.

Swara asks herself , again without realizing that she is actually
uttering that thoughts loud enough for her dance companion's ears, "Can
you help someone in without even expecting a single thank u? Can one can
be both selfless and selfish at the safe time? "

Sanskaar didn't even had to think for a second to answer her. He has all the answers in the world to this particular question. He replied her in his low tone ,"Yes Ms. Bose, someone can. Someone can selflessly love and do anything for the person he loves the most"

Swara who still didn't get any answers of her question, clinged on to the strangers reply as it was her last hope. "How ...?", she impatiently asked him.

Sanskaar smiled a little at the pretty girl in the front of him who was standing with utmost curiosity.

During this whole conversation , she didn't remove her gaze from his masked face. She notices change of expressions in the eyes of Mr. Handsome. Was it her imagination or he held her much more tighter and protectively against him, was it her imaginations or he was looking at her in a different way, was it her imagination or his eyes were bright with unsheded tears. But she was too much clouded be her thoughts, to care about these things.

Sanskaar replied her with the brightest smile on his face. ," Because it is love not a business deal with many clauses. When you are love you just love , you do not expect anything. The one who I love doesn't owes anything to me in return. "Tears shined in Swara's eyes.

Sanskaar untangled his hands from there previous positions and cupped her face delicately.
"Swara", he passionately said. Swara was also not at all surprised by it. After all she couldn't share such level of comfort with anyone other

than Sanskaar. She put her own hands above his hands.He continued.. " Swara..Love is pure. Giving it only increases it's frequency in your life. Expectations only put unnecessary burden on the bonds of love. Aur har pyaar ki manzil ho ye zaruri bhi nahi( and its not necessary that every love reaches its destination ). Some stories don't need perfect endings." he said all this while looking into her eyes, or rather looking into her soul.

"And what is love?", she asks this time. This question has bugged her
the most since last few months. For her ,the dynamics of love and the way she perceived it had extremely changed since the last time she met him. No one can answer this question better than him. He knew the correct answers to this question. After all the cupid had stroked him more than once in this lifetime. Being the second time more intense and unpredictable love."Swara, I just can't define it. And as you know I am no love guru, no poet or no writer.. But according to me, Love is ...when she forgives u in blink of an eye when you had left no stones unturn to destroy her life." ,he said with guilt in his voice.

"Love is when she protects you without caring about herself" , Sanskar says proudly while remembering the dark night on which he was accused of such heinous crime,which he can never even think to commit. Swara also remembers that day or rather that night . Long night it was. So many things transpired between between them and others, so many dynamics of relationships were changed.With that she also remembers the day when he decided to go for fake
marriage without even thinking about himself. He did this all for her sake.. to help her. Without even thinking about the consequences , without even thinking of the reactions of his family."Love is when you share chocolates to celebrate even smallest of achievement-in your life." He continued... "Love is when you bandaged me and her single touch healed my wounds...Love is when you took care of my family like hers, even when we were not truly married ...Love is when you shared those light hearted moments in the tent ...

Love is when I had given you countless handkerchiefs to stop your ever flowing tears and to make you smile on a gloomy day...Love is when I sit besides you, doing nothing, but then too I feel happy..Love is when you could read what is there in my eyes and my heart.. Love is when we dont need any words to converse.. we can understand each others unsaid words.""Love is when we stood together against the whole world, and bravely fought against even our keens.."Love is when you love someone without any measure, conpaints, faults"It was a night of having past flashbacks, re- living every old memory. Swara's smile increased with the every word of him. She can relate to his each sentence. Sanskaar was not done, he continued, "Love is when noo ...love Was when she called it betrayal...!" he finished it with a heartbroken voice.

Sanskaar took a deep sigh and finally concluded, " Swara That's definition of love according to Sanskaar Maheshwari. Everyone has his/ her own definition. You just have to notice things around and it will come to you."

Swara felt like kicking herself for her stupidity. She was angry at herself for not having heart to heart talk with Sanskaar in past. She was angry at herself for not noticing those details earlier. She felt sad that due to her stupidities combined with some of his stupidities, they both lived a sad and confused life for a month.

Swara just wanted to see him and hug him .. hug him tight like there is no tomorrow. She hesitantly removed his mask. The mask revealed Sanskaar's handsome and familiar face. His beard was longer than she hadever seen. But the warmness and affection in his eyes was ever the same.

"Sanskaar", she said and touched his cheek. He leaned into her touch...his eyes were close but swara knew that he is reminiscing all those moments when they were separated . His face was reflecting the pain The same pain which her hearts feels every night she sleeps without looking at him, every morning when sun rays disturbs her, every time she says thank you or sorry to someone, with every chocolate which she could not eat alone and with every tear she shed for him and realizing that there is no handkerchief available or basically the owner of that hanky present there to stop the flow of tears and to make her smile.

Sanskaar slid his hands on her waist and pulled her much, much closer than earlier.

A shock went through Swara's body with such close proximity with Sanskaar. She had never felt like this before. Swara was feeling very self-conscious. She wasn't feeling very confident about the dancing either. Swara kept her hands on Sanskaar's shoulders. And both started
to sway on the familiar music. He guided her expertly on the dance floor.

All of the couples on dance floor gave space to the beautiful couple who were dancing at the center of the floor as they stared at them in awe. The couple didnt had any masks on their faces ..they were oblivious to the fact that almost all of the eyes in the room are glued to them, they didn't mind and danced as if it was the last dance they would ever do in their lifeSanskaar stopped twirling her and pulled her back to him a little more close than earlier, so that their noses were just inches apart. He stared into her eyes with his piercing black eyes.

She knew love is when he is there with her and for her, standing as her support system. Swara wanted to tell him all the things which are going on in her heart. But she unable to find proper words and way to say it.

Swara and Sanskaar swayed with the beat of the song. They both closed their eyes, letting the song take a hold of them. Both wanted to stay in each other's arms till eternity and never let each other go. Swara mind was whirling with thoughts, she wanted to confess her feelings, but was tongue tied in the presence of Sanskaar.

As the last notes of the song were been played, as the song was approaching its end.. an bright and wild and crazy idea striked in the mind of Swara. She wanted to confess, to let him know about her feelings, to stay forever in his arms. She wanted to know whether if she is still welcomed in his life. But this was not the place for it.She turned around and reluctantly untangled herself from Sanskaar's arms. Sanskaar looked at her with amusement while she was considering and reconsidering her plan in her mind. She thought of executing it before she panics any further or changes her plan.

Sanskaar was too shocked to react by the sudden turn of events. One moment he and Swara were happily dancing and on the very next moment, Swara was dragging him out of the party hall. He let himself to be dragged by Swara. As they made an exit from the hall, Sanskaar finally raised his question to Swara."Swara " he hesitantly called her.Swara didn't replied. She was still busy dragging Sanskaar out of the venue. She was too immersed in her thoughts.

"Swara" , he again called her, this time a tad bit louder.

Swara heard him this time and she without looking at him replied with a simple ,"yes". But she continued to drag him out.

"Swara, could you tell me that what is happening ? Where are we going?", he asked.
They did reached main hall till then. Swara immediately stopped in her track without any prior warning which caused Sanskaar to bump into her. Sanskaar held her hand to stop her from falling down on floor and steadied her.

"Walk carefully Swara. What are you doing?" , Sanskaar held her shoulders.

" Sanskaar..umm.. I.. am .. air.. yes fresh air.. we are going out to have some fresh air", she stammered out a reply by looking everywhere else but at Sanskaar.

Swara shook his head with mirth. "Swara , you could have just said. There was no need to drag me out. Okay madam, lets go out and get some fresh garden air.", Sanskaar said and he removed his hands from her shoulders.

Swara flashed a small smile towards his direction. This time they properly walked through the another exit gate, but they weren't holding hands this time. They continued walking down on a small path .On either side of the path there was a vast garden space.
Swara flashed some nervous smiles and gave few nervous glances towards Sansaar's direction.
Swara moved towards the big iron gate which led to the exit of the property. Sanskaar gave her a confused look and walked along with her. On coming a little far from the property, Sanskaar asked her, " Swara if you want to go to somewhere far.. we can go through car. Wait I will just ring the driver."

Swara hurriedly replied, " No Sanksaar. Don't worry him..."

Sanskaar said, " I am not worrying him Swara ..that is his job "

" I am saying this because, the place isn't much far away. We can easily walk there." , Swara insisted.

Sanskaar wasn't convinced at all for them to have this late night walk on empty streets. It was quite late. But on Swara's continous insistence , he finally gave in.

And just like that they were walking down on the streets of Kolkata. There was no single soul out at the midnight. The whole city was soundly sleeping. There was a calm breeze in rhe atmosphere. The two are strolling down the alley. Shy and happy glances were exchanged. They automatically drifted closer while walking. Both of them didn't seem to mind the small soft brush of their shoulders and hands. Both of them didn't seem to mind the quietness of surroundings.
Sanskaar was casually walking, he was holding his coat in one hand , which he shrugged off some time back. Swara was trying her best to not openly stare at Sanskaar. They were walking in sync with each other.

They did came quite far from the venue. No conversations were exchanged until Sanskaar finally breaked the silence, So, Swara how is everyone in the badi?"

"All are good Sanskaar", she replied him with a smile. And added her own question, " How is everyone in your family Sanskaar?"

Sanskaar replied with," All are fine Swara".

Swara again questioned, "and you Sanskaar?"

"As better as I can be Swara in these situations. Life goes on ", He replies with a sad tone in his voice

"And how are you?" , he asked with an affectionate voice.

"Never been better Sanskaar", she replied with the brightest grin she can muster. That was the truth. Swara has never felt so good. Here she was walking on streets along with Sanskaar under moonlight. Both of them were feeling happy by this small and precious moment they are getting to spend together. Regardless of the outcome of their relationship they are going to cherish this moment forever. This was their walk to be remembered.

"Swara, as much as I am loving this whole idea of walking on streets with you at night. But I want to know when we will reach our destination?", Sanskaar raised a question.

"We will soon reach our destination Sanskaar... or I hope we do reach it", Swara replied with a reassuring smile. Sanskaar felt that her reply was not really related to his query.

Sanskaar followed Swara as she turned to right hand side road. Both side of the roads were covered with trees. And as far as Sanskaar remembered this road lead only to a sole destination.
"Are we..??" Sanskaar stopped walking and stood rooted to the spot walking dumbfounded for a moment

" Yes Sanskaar", Swara replied back.

" Swara what is so special in the air of this park? You could have easily had your dose of fresh air in the gardens of the part venue. ", Sanskaar cocked his eyebrow up.

"First lets go inside Sanskaar", she said with a smile.

" Ms. Genius, your brillaint has a flaw", he said.

"Umm.. what Sanskaar? ?", Swara said confusedly.

" See this big lock on the gate Swara and the watchmen sitting.. oh sorry sleeping on the side of the gate." Sanskaar replied with a mirth in his voice. "Sadly the visiting hours of this park are not at midnight" , he continued.

Swara gave him a known smile and winked in his direction and said, "Follow me. Did you thought we were going through gate Sanskaar at this hour of night".

Sanskaar again was dumbfounded by Swara's actions. She held his hand and dragged him towards the side wall of the park , which was hidden from the sleeping watchmen's view.

"Dont tell me Swara that we are going to do what I am thinking" , Sanskaar said with a shocked tone.

" Finally you got it. Of course Sanskaar we are going to do that.", replied Swara.

" No its not that, I thought you would be the last one, who will enter a park by climbing over the wall.", Sanskaar said with a chuckle.

" You are underestimating me Sanskaar. I think no one has ever informed you that 1st time I entered oops.. trespassed Maheshwari masion was by climbing over the back wall of the grounds." , Swara replied with a mirth in her voice leaving Sanksaar shocked again.
Swara went towards the wall and was trying her best to climb on it.

"Damn dress", she cursed under her breath.

Suddenly she felt someone's whispering "Can this small knight help you with anything.. my superwomen". She felt him coming closer as he whispered softly, his warm breath fanning over her ears... which sent shivers down her spine.

Before she can utter a word. Sanskaar turned her around, put his hands delicately around her waist and picked her up. She felt heat rising on her cheeks. Within seconds she was sitting on top of the wall. Till she composed herself and turned around, facing the garden... Sanskaar himself swiftly climbed up on the wall.

Swara chucked out her heels and threw it down.

Sensing her intentions, sanskaar said,"Hold on women, I will help you down".
Swara just gave him a grin like a cheshire cat and jumped from the wall and landed easily in the garden on her feet. Sanskaar just gave a amused chuckle and said, "Sorry for doubting you Swara, you are really pro in it".

Sanskaar followed her down. Swara just flashed him her dazzling white smile.
Swara picked up her heels in one hand and held Sanskaar's hand in her other hand and marched further in the garden.

Despite of living in Kolkata for his whole life, Sanskaar has only been to this park for a very few times . It was an unexplored territory for him. While Swara was walking and guiding him as she knew about this garden like the back of her hand. They came across river Ganges adjoining the garden. The entire riverfront was connected with this beautified path, which was lush green... on which Swara and Sanskaar were now standing on .

Sanskaar has never been to this side of the park. Instantly he fell in love with the view and the surroundings. The sound of the water, the breeze, the mesmerising view, the moon and stars shining above,..everything made him fall more and more in love with this place.

This park has been Swara's solace since her childhood, a hideout place which she never shared with anyone , not even with her dear maa and dida. It was a place to celebrate happiness and joy, a place to relax away all the stress, a place to cry all the tears of frustration and hurt...The water has always acted as hers soothing balm and as her comfort a lot many times.. it has shared both her happiness and sorrows.

And now she was going to share her secret hideout place with a very special person of her life. Maybe a new chapter of her life will commence on this very place. Swara turned towards the said person's direction. He was calmly looking at the river. As if observing her gaze upon him, he turned to face her.

"This place is beautiful Swara", he told her with a smile. To which Swara smiled in return.
She tried to say something, anything, but know words came out of her mouth. Sanskaar watched her with utmost fascination and said, "Swara Mah.. Swara Bose, I know you haven't dragged me out from the party hall to take a simple walk at midnight. Neither you have brought me all the way down here to this park to show me this beautiful scenery, or to show me your skills at climbing a wall or trespassing a garden", Sanskaar said in a serious tone.

Since Swara's tounge wasn't cooperating with her for the first time in her life. She decided to go with actions. After all action speaks louder than words. So with final resolve, Swara stood on her tiptoes and pecked him on his cheeks. Sanskaar was looking at this with utmost amusement. Swara then closed her eyes and went to kiss him, but to her confusion, her lips found a different destination. She opened her eyes and to her embarrassment found he placed his hand in front of his lips.

Sanskaar like always sensed her dilema. "There are no shortcuts in love Swara...u must say what u feel...! Action do speak louder than words I know but sometimes we have to hear the words" he said taking few steps back.

Swara took a deep breath and finally blurted it out , " I love you Sanskaar. I really do. I don't know when, how or why it happened. This feeling is entirely new to me, and I am loving this. And I am glad that fate again made us cross each others path in the party, so I could sort out my feelings. Thank you Sanskaar for being in my life and for always providing me great support." This is Swara for you, all simple and straight from heart words.

A feeling of utmost joy and happiness filled in Sanskaar's heart on hearing those words, which he really had no hopes of hearing. Her confession acted as a soothing balm on his heart and soul.
" and you can call me Swara Maheshwari.. errr.. if you wish too",she said . To which he gave a bright smile.

" Lastly, Mr Sanskaar you-must-say-what-you-feel Maheshwari. Says the one who confessed when he was drunk and was ready to set the whole house on fire. You might know that its so difficult to confess your feeling", Swara huffed.

"Okay okay dear.. I shouldn't have said that. I know its very difficult to confess your feeling." , he replied. </font>Sanskar forwarded his hand towards hers. His fingers lace with hers, palms kissing. They could feel the fast thud of each others heart through this single touch.

Sanskaar forwarded his hand towards hers. His fingers lace with hers, palms kissing. They could feel the fast thud of each others heart through this single touch.

Sanskaar observed that there were different shades of brown colour in her eyes. Her hairs were shining in the soft glow of the moonlight. She wore a simple dress but it looked very enticing on her. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her and to hold her in his arms
"Swara, may I?", he asked her.

Swara blushed a bright red and could only not her assent.

Sanskaar leaned all the way in he bent his face forward . Swara stood on her tiptoes and leaned forward to him .Their lips met midway. The touch of Swara's soft and warm lips on his chucked every single thought out of his mind. Her red lips tasted as sweet as a chocolate and honey. She was hesitating at first, but as the kiss progressed she matched him with the same favor.
A deep warmth sensation took over his body and soul. He felt just complete. His mind, body and soul felt complete like it never did

For Swara, the touch of Sanskaar's unexpectedly soft lips sent warm tingles down her spine.
He kissed her lips lightly and swiftly. His lips lingered and she clung to him. She sighed on the sensation of his warm lips on hers. She felt his hands moving from her face to down to her hands. His each touch raised goosebumps on her skin. Her own hands automatically went towards his neck. Her stomach was already bursting with the tingly sensation. Finally after a long sweet torture. Or was it short? His hands reached towards his waist and he finally held her by her waist. She felt him hands tightening possessively around her waist. Sanskaar was a possessive kisser, Swara mused. His simple kiss, constant brush of his hands against her face, her waist and her exposed shoulder blades made her feel intoxicated.

When the kiss was in full swing Swara felt short of breath and she broke the kiss. She wanted to kiss him till eternity but sadly oxygen was needed for their survival. Their heads joined together while they took deep breaths. Both of their faces were flushed, their pulses were running quick . They were breathing deeply like they have ran a whole marathon.

"It was... ", Sanskaar exclaimed.

"...Wow", Swara completed his sentence.

Sanskaar observed the deep blush that was spread on Swara's face. It continued down to her exposed neck and her shoulder blades. He found them very much kissable and kept a reminder at the back of his mind to explore them as soon as possible.

It hasn't been a whole minute. When Sanskaar tipped Swara's chin forward and again kissed her. This time Swara matched him with the same intensity right from the starting. Her hands continued its own journey among Sanskaar's unbelieving silky locks. Soft sigh escaped from her mouth as Sanskaar continued his own exploration with his hands.

Her soft sighs turned to muffled surprise as Sanskaar's teeth bit into her lower lip. Swara gasped into the kiss. She felt Sanskaar teasingly smiling against her lips. His mocking smile made her kiss him more deeply then ever.

Swara gave a moan of protest as soon as their lips parted .but soon after few minuscule seconds She felt his lips against her shoulder. At first he laid few tender sweet kisses on her shoulder blades. Her wearing an off shoulder gown provided a proper access to him to continue his further explorations.

She felt complete.. utmost complete by the sensation he was causing inside her. He started his exploration on the skin of her neck. Swara angled her neck so as to provide him proper and absolute access. His lips moved to the hollow of her neck Sanskaar nipped there with his teeth on her skin. A gasp escaped from her mouth and her fingers further tightened in his soft locks. He continued to kiss down the slope of her neck and continue with his nipping. The touch of his mouth against her skin was scorching and tender at the same time. She has never felt this sensation ever in her life with anyone else. And for god sake it was just a simple kiss, their first kiss which had unexpectedly turned into a whole make-out session.

A deep warmth spread out in their bodies. All the pains, heartbreaks healed in that memory. The tender and not so tender moment they shared

A deep warmth spread out in their bodies. All the pains, heartbreaks healed in that momery. The tender and not so tender moment they shared.

"I love you Sanskaar Maheshwari", Swara said while resting her forehead on his shoulder.
"I love you too, Swara Sanskaar Maheshwari" , he said while kissing the crown of her head.
It was quite a picture. They were standing there in the middle of a garden.. with soothing moonlight shining on them.

They were quite thankful that they attended this ball. This ball gave a chance to remove all the masks .. which they were wearing due to several circumstances...
Now they would dance through the masquerade of life without wearing any sort of masks.
They knew that the path from here isn't going to be easy. But when they are together ..they could win over anything.

The song used above.. is sung by Kailash Kher in his album Kailasa. So all credit of the lyrics of song goes the the respective owners... Do listen to this song if you haven't already. Its a beautiful composition.

The lyrics used in the part 1 and 2 of this story in between.. belongs to song , "How I love you" by Engelbert Humperdinck. Cresit if the lyrics goes to respective owners.. Thanks for reading and for waiting for the update so long. We hope u liked it.

once again sorry for the delay.😳

lots of love,

Rhea and Helee.