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Bangalore, 21st February 1999

Chris returned from the construction site at 10:00 PM and slumped on the bed; loosening his tie ... He reached out to his pocket and pulled out his phone and smiled looking at it's screen - it was her photo, that smile which enlightened his being ... She looked so beautiful while smiling ... Her twinkling eyes and her sweet voice - he missed it all, two months had passed and he was badly missing her ... He heard the sound of the raindrops in the balcony and walked towards the window to see the raindrops dancing on the earth and creating a beautiful music ... He sighed and leaned on the wall while a smile graced his lips as he stared at the rain and missed her more and more ....

Mumbai, 16th February 1998

"Uthiye na ..." she shook him holding his kurta while he kept staring at her ... "Ali please, maan kyun nahi jaate?" she whined as he smiled at her cuteness ... He finally got up and leaned onto her, "Tum kya chaahti ho?" She grinned wide and sweetly replied, "Aapke saath dance karna chaahti hun ..." He stared at her with a shock and composing himself, softly replied, "Dance, tum pagal to nahi ho gayi na .." She gasped and narrowed her eyes, he chuckled and she gave him a fake smile, "Waise to bade sher banke ghoomte ho aur ab dance karne se dar rahe ho ..." He looked straight into her eyes and said, "Main dance se nahi darta ..." Slowly her smile faded as she turned her face away ... He sighed and looked at her intently before saying, "Acha theeke dance karte hain ..." She grinned and turned towards him; forwarding her hand, he smiled and kept his hand on hers ... Both stood up and she put his hand on her waist while he gave her a confused look, "Aapko kya laga, main aapke saath bhangda karna chaahti hun ..." and giggled while putting her hand on his shoulder ... Both started swaying to the rhythm of their heartbeats while staring into each other's eyes ... She twirled herself in his arms while he admired his angel ... She was giggling and laughing looking at his varied expressions while dancing ... She slowly put her hands around his neck while his crawled around her waist ... He was about to close the distance between them when it started pouring .... "Ye bin mausam barsaat kaise ho gayi?", he said to himself ... She smiled wide and stretched her hands welcoming the rain ... He held her wrist in an attempt to pull her towards the shade but she held his hand with both of hers and with a force pulled him towards her ... "Saba ye kya kar rahi ho? Bimaar pad jaaogi!!" She giggled and replied, "Aapki mohabbat ki mareez to main hun hi ..." He shook his head and lifted her in his arms while saying, "Pagal ho gayi ho tum!!" She giggled while stretching one hand to feel the rain and the other one circled around his neck ... He slowly put her down, once reaching the shade ... She touched her head on his shoulder smiling innocently while he was mesmerised with her beauty ... He softly held her from her waist while she shyly looked into his eyes ... He bent forward and softly placed his lips on hers as she slowly closed her eyes; capturing the moment in her heart forever ...

Mumbai, 21st February 1999

She was sitting on the window pane, staring at the rainfall and remembering the time when he confessed his love for her - it was an unforgettable night ... She suddenly started missing the warmth of his arms around her and rubbed her arms involuntarily ... The phone's ring brought her out of her thoughts and she immediately rushed to pick up the phone ...

"Hello ...", she softly said, mesmerising him to no end ... He smiled listening to that honey-coated voice and finally spoke, "I love you ..." She blushed hearing his husky voice ... "I love you too ..." They started talking to each other about anything and everything - remembering the time when they had confessed their love in the rain or the time when they had danced in the rain ... Just the voice of one another reduced the void they had been feeling since the time he left for his tour .... The night passed with them sleeping near the phone; listening to each other's breathe ....

Mumbai, 28th February 1999

"I'll make sure his tour doesn't end for a long time ... I won't let him meet her... Anna D'Souza, let the game begin ... Let me see how you struggle out of my trap and save your love story because I am going to ruin it completely .... The countdown begins ..."

She was sitting near the window when she heard her husband's footsteps and turned towards him with a grim face ... "You know Sharon, - today I am feeling so happy - my son is a grown-up now ... He is ready to take all the responsibilities and I am sure he would reach the skies ... but I am missing his presence too ...", he said smiling while removing the coat as she drowned in deep thoughts; his words echoing in her ears ....