SwaSan SS: Dheere Dheere...Part6 Updated Page 16 4.21.16 - Page 5

Originally posted by: anu91

Nice in swara 's pov...

Sanskar called her swara ji...wahhh...

According to me he z behaving little wired...

Is something hidden there...

Plz do update second part am waiting to read...

Originally posted by: white_rose

Sanskaar will reveal everything in the matter of time...crap i cant write anything without keeping some element of mystery to it...should be unraveling soon

Hi peeps. Here is the fourth part of this fic. Sorry it took me forever to get it posted. Kya Karen. Real life got in the way. Love to hear from all of you reading this story. So here it is. Please do comment good or bad.

Part 4


The music was loud. The place was dimly lit. Swara swayed on the dance floor with her friends from college. They were at a nightclub celebrating the last final they had given a few hours ago. Little did they all know that Swara was also celebrating the last bit of freedom she has left before she took the early morning flight back to Kolkata. It had been a week since she came to Mumbai to attend her finals and now she had to go back to everything which she wishes never happened.

She was trying to make the best of the last few hours she has when one of her friend placed a glass of Amber colored liquid in her hand. "Aakash, you know I don't drink" she shouted above the loud music while returning the glass.

"Ek drink to Banti hai. You and your sudden transfer back to Kolkata." Aakash said to her but Swara wouldn't budge in accepting his drink, instead he saw her walk off the dance floor toward the bar.

"One club soda, please" Swara shouted over the noise to the bartender as she leaned over the bar and then hopped on to the only vacant bar stool. "Jaldi" She tried to reconfirmed. Since it was a popular location for college students it was more crowded than usual with the finals for the term ending today. The bartender took his time to get Swara her drink.

She looked here and there while she waited for her drink to arrive. One of her favorite past time was people watching. She watched the people around her. Most of them she knew from her college. Just few stools down was a young man roughly the same built as Sanskar. Somehow in the dim lit room he resembled Sanskar to a T. Swara took a double take when she realize it was indeed Sanskar.

Any other day she would have ignore him but not today. She needed to find out what he was doing here. He must have been stalking her since she didn't take the afternoon flight back she thought.

She took a sip of her soda that has finally arrived and squeezed herself next to him. "Hi! Tum yaha?" She questioned him as soon as his eyes narrowed on to her.

"Swaraji, aap?" He turned so that his back was flushed against the bar counter hiding something behind him.

"Sawal phele meine kiya tha" Swara fumed when he try to avoid her question at the same time she saw that he was looking everywhere but directly at her. After much hesitation he started telling her "I went to Delhi for my doctor appointment with my friend Pratik, but he had to attend something in Mumbai, so we made a quick stop"

"Right!!! Mumbai, Delhi and Kolkata are next to each other"

"Swaraji, mein sach Bol raha hoon. Pratik has a private jet." He explained but he met his eyes with Swara's.

Just as Swara was about to ask him anything else, the so called friend named Pratik appeared.

"Teek, meet Swaraji, Lakshya's fianc's sister." Introducing Swara to Pratik.

"Swaraji, this is my chadi buddy Pratik. I call him Teek and so can you" he told Swara as Pratik extended his hand for a handshake.

After shaking Pratik's hand Swara asked him if it was true they did the whole journey from Kolkata to Delhi and then Delhi to Mumbai in just few hours. Pratik tried to clear any doubt that Swara had. Swara didn't mind that he only introduced her as Lakshay's Sali-to be. At the end of the night they parted ways and Pratik has offered to have Swara fly with them as soon as they could get a appointed flight time.

Swara wanted to say no, since Sanskar didn't look too happy about her joining them on their flight back but much to Pratik's persistence she had to obliged. She even joked that hopefully soon she could use the pending flight in the near future implying about her impending doom.

So in a matter of a few hours Swara was on her way back to Kolkata waiting for Pratik' private jet to start boarding. The whole time of the wait Sanskar kept to himself while Pratik made small talk with Swara.

As they were led to the ramp to board the jet. Swara noticed 'SK' imprinted on the tail of the jet.


End Part 4