Randhir's eyes fell on something, the next moment, it was gone.. "I didn't sleep the whole night, I guess that's having it's effect on me.. " he glanced at the clock.. "Shit.. I need to rush... I am getting late.." He quickly dashed into the bathroom... Put on his blazer suit, as he had an important client meeting to attend.. He was adjusting his tie on the mirror, just then his eyes again fell on that "something".. This time, it was neither his dream nor his eyes... He stared outside the window and approached it just to make sure if he indeed saw what his eyes were showing him... His worst nightmare, of seeing the curtains up in the opposite window came true..

Since the day, Samyukta vacated the house, nobody had occupied it.. Though it reminded him of her, the mere thought of it being empty, gave him some relief... "There's no one to cheat me now.." He would console himself... But today, the curtains were up, making his blood boil... Much to his irritation, it was the person whom he saw inside through his window... It was none other than Sanyukta, his Miss Whatever Agarwal... This raged him even more...  Vidushi had tried too many times to stop Sanyukta from leaving her house but she eventually failed.. Sanyukta always wanted to be independent... She never wanted to be a burden on her sweet friend.. That's precisely why she had been looking for a house from the day she reached Mumbai.. Finally, she got this one at a better price.. It seemed a bit closer to her office too, mainly why she couldn't deny..

Randhir rushed out of his room, jumped down the stairs and reached the road.. He was so damn angry... All the way, people looked at him in Awe... Few of them gave him a weird look and giggled among themselves... Nothing seemed to have disturbed him... He was on his way to the adjacent apartment... He climbed the stairs in a hurry and reached for the door bell.. He pressed it hard... "Open the door.." He screamed... After almost 3 mins, Sanyukta opened the door very slowly... "Yes?" He was breathing hard.. The moment she saw him, she closed her eyes in fear... Randhir screamed.. "I scare you to death.. Don't I? You can't even face me but still daring to mess with me... How dare you?" She opened her eyes slowly.. "Sir... What are you doing here?" She looked both sides just to make sure nobody saw them.. "And what are you saying? What did I do now?" She seemed confused...

"How dare to enter this house? Why did you come here? To torture me right?" He yelled..

"Sir torture toh aap kar rahe hai... It's my house.. Mein yaha nai karungi toh aur kaha rahungi..? Aap subah subah yaha aake Mujhe kyu pareshaan kar rahe ho? Before someone's spots you, please leave the place.." She pleaded..

"Dekho... Don't try to act too smart.. You know very well that this apartment is just opposite to mine... You came here just to give me hard time.. Hai na?" He confused her more now..

"Hello.. Kis basha me samjaun Mein aapko? Look, I had to vacate my friends house.. I was looking for a good one and yeh Mila Mujhe... Sach keh rahi hu Mujhe nai pata tha Ki woh aapka ghar hai.. Agar pata hota na, toh Kabhi yaha nai aati... Mujhe koi shauk nai hai aapke saamne Rehne me.. Agar trust Karna hai toh Karo nai Karna hai toh mat Karo.. Waise bhi, Sirf office me aap mere boss ho mere apartment me nai.. Isliye behetar Hoga agar aap abhi yaha se jaaye toh" her voice was firm.. It sounded pretty convincing.. Randhir felt somewhere she was right.. He had no right to control her everywhere... He turned to leave...

"Sirrr..!" She called.. Randhir turned.. "Kya hai?"

"Aap abhi office jaa rahe ho?" She asked.. "Haan.. Toh? By the way, Mein office jaun ya ghar tumhe Isse kya? Apni limits me raho samjhi?" He was rude again..

"Hmmm sahi hai.. Waise agar aap ghar jaa rahe ho toh Mujhe koi problem nai.. Par office mat jaana.." She smiled..

"Office mat jaana matlab? Who the hell are you to tell me if I should go to office or not?" His eyes became red...

"Of course, I am nobody to tell you... But bina pants ke office jaoge toh, Shayad problem ho sakta hai.. Hai na?" She giggled... Randhir looked down, and yes, his pants were missing... Shittt, I forgot to put on my stupid pants.. With just a blazer on top, I walked all the streets.. Now he knew, why the people on the streets were giving him a weird look.. He had assumed it to be the other way.. By now, Sanyukta had bursted out laughing with her eyes still closed.. He quickly pulled her dupatta and tied it below, he rushed his way back, in double the speed by which he reached there.. This time, people were still waiting on the streets to see his unusual darshan... He ran using all his might and reached his room..."Shit shit shit Randhir... Besharam... Aisa koi jaata hai kya?" He murmured to himself throwing her dupatta away...

He slowly peeped his eyes through the window... He caught a glimpse of her, still laughing her heart out... That forced a smile on his lips... Smile, slowly turned into a laughter... He laughed by the way she kept her eyes closed tightly while talking to him.. She had opened her eyes just to check if someone was around... How he had thought she was scared of him... All this, made him laugh like an idiot.... Happy tears rolled down his eyes, after a long long time...

In less than 24 hours, he had cried and laughed and so did she... Randhir caught a glimpse of his own image in the mirror... "Am I laughing? Am I? No I can't... I can't laugh..." His face became rigid again...