...Preet...

We both were silent when he spoke again.

"You remember I was in Mumbai for studies?"

"Yeah."

"I had this group that was really close to me since I was a political science student we had form this group and we used to fight for what was right, we were also offered to join in the ruling and the opposition party but we believed in freedom, but then everything broke loose. EVERYTHING." He said as a stray tear escaped his eyes. I did know about his party Aryan used to talk about it but I never knew it was this huge. I used to kind of avoid anything related to Kabir Malhotra earlier.

"What happened?" I questioned.

"Everything was going great we were planning to start up for elections, we had a lot of followers. But there was a minute problem are secrets were being leaked. On investigating I got to know it was Drishti who was behind all of this.Drishti wasn't in our group but she was Karan's Girlfriend and Lavanya's best Friend. Drishti came to know that I knew all her secrets so she brain washed Karan and Lavanya. Drishti also deframed me on the grounds that I tried being physical with her. Rishab tried speaking on my behalf but it went all down the drain, we had lost the trust and so there wasn't anything left. I decided to leave but I still wanted to try but they refused to even meet me. I didn't do anything Preet."
He said all this in one go and more tears streamed down his face, he fell down on his knees.
I gathered myself up and knelt to his level.
He looked and me and I whispered.
"I trust you."
This was it he suddenly hugged me and broke down.
He kept on crying and I let him. He had to let everything out. I cupped his face and tried making him quite but it all went in vain. After a long time I somehow gathered a shattered Kabir and made him sit in the passenger seat and walked back to the driver's seat.
After a long silent drive we were back home. I turned to look at Kabir and found him asleep like a baby. I smiled looking at his peaceful gesture. I knew it wasn't right to disturb him and so adjusting the seats both of us slept in my car that night.

Next morning I got up due to the sunrays falling on me. I remembered the events from last night and turned to see Kabir sleeping yet. I ever so slowly called out his name, he stirred and then woke up.
He took in the surroundings and then suddenly his face fell.

"We slept in the car?" He asked as we got out.

"Yeah because I just couldn't go all superwoman and pick you up in my arms bridal style and take you home." I said to lighten the mood and I did succeed. He let out a low chuckle.

"It sucked." He commented.

"Well then your choice sucks too, coz you did smile too." I retorted.

Once back home we both freshen up. I walked in to Kabir's room right on time. He was about to take those anti depressants again.

"Don't please." I spoke.
He looked up to me and gave a helpless smile.

"I need them." He said.

"No you don't. You can come out of it too."

" You need to lower your Superwoman skills shortcake it doesn't work everywhere." He said and took the pills and then walked out of the room with the bottle of the tablets.

I knew I had to fight this again.

Apni aankhein khaalee kar de
Kaash tu meree aankhein bhar de

(I began singing and turned around and as expected Kabir too stopped but didn't look back.)

Mere yaaraa tere gham agar paayenge
Humein teri hai kasam, hum sanwar jayenge

(I took slow steps towards him)

Do yeh saugaat tum, to zamaane kee hum
Har khushi se muqar jaayenge
Hum mar jayenge.

(I walked up in front of him and moved my right hand ahead asking him to give the bottle to me.)

Tere kaandhe se hi lag ke
Yaara beetey umar saari
Socho kaisee hogee kismat
Hua yoon to phir hamaari
Saare aansoon to hon tere
Aur aankhein hon hamaari
Tere dard humein, jo mile pyaar mein
Hum khushi se yoon bhar jaayenge
Hum mar jaayenge

(He refused to give me the bottle, I smile and then placed my head on his shoulder, he turned again and I ran to catch up with him. I wiped the tear stains from his eyes indicating that I would never let him cry and then closed my eyes. He avoided my gaze and walked ahead again.)

Mere yaara tere ghum
Agar payenge
Humein teri hai kasam
Hum sawar jayenge.

(I sang without looking at him because now even I had tears streaming down my eyes. I was somewhere losing hope when I heard him singing from behind.)

Chahe dukh ho,
chahe sukh ho,
Dil ne tujhko hi pukara.
Tune humko hai banaya,
Tune humko hai sanwara.
Jahan ko toh rab ka hai,
Hume tera hai sahara.

(I turned around quickly and found him standing there with his arms open, without any delay I ran up and clinged on to him.)

Bus tera sath ho
Chahe jo baat ho.
Bus tera sath ho
Chahe jo baat ho
Tere kehne se kar jayenge.
Hum mar jayenge.

(He picked me up from the floor and twirled around and promised to try hiding his face im the crook of my neck.)

Breaking the hug both of us looked at one another with a constant smile on our face.
Later in the evening we disposed all his medicines and decided to share a room so that we could analyse his conditions.

At night as expected Kabir again had his nightmares, I side hugged him and he held my hand tight, so tight that I was sure it would leave marks but soon they subsided.

The next day was a havoc when he saw the marks on my hand. I had to beg him and even threaten him to harm myself if he wouldn't let me help him.

The next week went the same but his conditions were improving, his nightmares would now just last a minute or two.

Within a few more days he had stopped having nightmares but we would still share the same room as now we both were used to each other. Both of us would sleep on the ends at night but in the morning I would have my hand draped around his torso while he would securely gather me in his arms.
We still fought at the minutest things but this was us and somewhere I liked it this way..