WARNING : READ EVERY FREAKING SENTENCE, WORD AND LETTER IN THIS CHAPTER!

Biggest ever jhappi for #10k love ! 

We are so strong as #DWIAB family <3 

Love to all new readers and the ancient readers for all their support and love.

Weird to say but I hate it when authors play with a reader's mind by naming it safety problem! Readers are any author's strength and they ought to have full access to one's book, coz they are the one supporting or appreciating it by giving it a chance! 

I will never do such a thing coz I know how hard it feels to disconnect abruptly from a story you love so much. I assure you all that I'm never gonna leave my updates hanging in air here and make publish the same on Raddish or Rabbit!

*sigh Issi baat pe comment karo*

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Driving away Monday blues is the most difficult of all task. Perfectly put, the most laziest yet hectic day. Being a film star surely comes with its own baggage but that doesn't stops our celebs from working hard, being passionate and genuine towards their job. 

Kapoor and Sons carried a complicated diversity of characteristics but the shoot was rather easy and fun. Entire casts were asked to give not more than two schedules of their arrangement to wind up before January end. The genius ensemble made the process even more amazing.

It was half past four in the evening. A major chunk of the movie was shot in the morning itself and as expected, the whole set got emotionally drained. Cons of doing a dharma chick flick. After having their refreshments, they started packing up. Main agenda was to rush back at their respective hotel rooms and attack the mattress and duvet! They deserved a peaceful sleep for all the relentless work.

Clouds were settling in, ready to groom their best during sunset. Glowing sun changed a shade of stark orange. Birds chirped around in oblivion. Wind breezed occasionally, soothing the locale and their minds.

Hands intertwined, two young minds wandered on the lonely streets of Coonoor. Their  hotel room was a stone's throw away from their shoot location. Naturally they showed no fuss in demanding security, vehicles and a whole lot of officials moving alongside. Today, neither of them spoke nor did they marvelled at their partner's feature.

There was something beautiful about 'SILENCE.' In such moments, you find peace, tranquility. Giant trees stood bowed down as a mark of respect, it felt. Squirrels rushed to various branches and tree trunks to see the lovebirds walking away in joy. Two hearts in sync, souls collided and mind collaborated. One of those rare jewel moments which contain ample value. 

Their lazy strides carried them towards their 3rd floor west wing VVIP section in 'Arena Palace'. Since Alia's room came first in reach, they hit the spot.

[Sid's POV]

"Hah!" with a loud sigh, she collapsed on the cushy bed. After bolting the door, I eyed the room perpectually. 

Hmm, neat and clean. 

At times, her various habits boggled me. Unlike pari, for a bubbly person Alia surely had some great hygienic habits. 

Another quality added to the list. 

I reached for a juice can in the refrigerator kept aside. Sipping it, I watched her intently. Something I dared and loved to do off lately! She was flipping through channels on the flat screen ahead with a bored look. Nothing seemed to attract her mind.

"Interested in casual talk ?" I landed myself next to her after keeping back the juice can next to the bed stand. She gave me a half crooked smile. "Damn sure" with that the dabba went off and I got her undivided attention as she turned facing me. "Don't expect me to play atlas!" She gave me a stern glare. I mimicked being scared.

Then as simple as possible, fluffy cotton balls were flying across the room cause we got into a silly pillow fight! I shouldn't have articulated my thoughts about cleanliness since now her room was a total mess. 

"Alia stop!" I couldn't laugh more. She was hovering over me with a pillow and tickling me simultaneously. "Let me breathe" she gave me a naughty tired smile and stopped her torture still in the same position.

"Abhi batata hoon" now it was my turn. 

Payback! 

I pinned her down to the bed in one go and reciprocated the favour. 

She wiggled beneath me and her innocent laughter melted my heart. I stopped my torture silently and stared at her still laughing form with a content smile. Her eyes were tight shut. She was expecting me to continue more. Her lustrous locks spread over her head. Involuntarily, I leaned in to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. A habit I've lost count on! Her scent of pure vanilla, enthralled my soul. Everything in me got turned on.

Our bodies fitted too perfectly. She was too small under my huge weight. I balanced myself on my arms to not pulp her with my weight. She opened her eyes and without a prior notice, I leaned into the crook of her neck. "Hmm.." this felt home! The scent was heavenly. I could stay this way for the rest of my life.

"Sid.." I heard her calling me with a soft tone. 

My chest raced at the way she took my name. I raised myself a bit to face her again. She stared at my soul. If only she knew how much I wanted her. 

"I'm sorry" with a quiet sigh I managed to get up from her squeezed form. She got up within seconds and held my arm "Its okay" I gave her a reassuring smile and ignoring her questioning look, I landed on the floor and dusted away tiny cotton pieces.

I advanced towards the spacious balcony connected to the room and looked up at the sky. Sunset was going to occur in few minutes. Sun showed a bright colour of orange. I adjusted few chairs in the open sitting place there and laid a camp roller bed sheet on the floor beneath. "Come" looking back at her, I invited her to my newly designed hub. She took large steps and smirked at my plan. 

"Seems romantic, boyfriend"  how I loved that teasing look. "Dhanyawaad, girlfriend" with a sigh she landed herself on the mattress down and sat with her legs criss - crossed. I joined her with a huge bowl of Blue Lays and few coke cans, our favorite pass time snack.

Nibbling on our snack we gazed at the beautiful display of colours in the sky above. Sunset took place it its full royalty. It was a vision to reckon. "Your favorite moment" It sounded more like a statement than a question. I tilted my head to see her reaction. 

"Right now, right here, with you!"

By midnight I might get admitted in casualty cause I can't take these huge blows on my heart. 

"Mine too" I smiled. 

"The last time you laughed too much ?" Now that was a great question. Indirectly we were opening up on our secrets, weakness and strengths. 

" Nobody made me laugh till I dropped. But off recently, there is a certain person who makes me smile more and laugh more."

I decided to play the other way. 

"Do I know this person ?" she gave me a wink. 

"Maybe! But she is better than you!" before I could smirk more she whacked me. "Your being mean" 

"You deserve it" Thank you madam. 

"1st proud moment ?" I wanted to know more. "Mmm, when our principal made me stand on assembly stage and asked the choir and the whole school to sing like me!" she smiled. "That must be wonderful. Mine was when the day I got gold medal for 600 m race and when I brought the medal home, my family was the happiest" I smiled at the memory. 

"I'm sure they must be more proud of you now, sid." 

"Hopefully."

By now our bowl was empty with its content and the cans laid around lazily. 

"Last time you cried" she looked with so much hope. Its a question which shakes the core of manhood but I want to be frank and honest with my partner. "Well as you know, I resemble the rest of the male population in this world. So I keep a check on my emotions. But when my nani died three years back, I did cried genuinely." Unlike others she didn't gave me sympathetic looks rather she patted my shoulder. "In front of everybody ?" 

"Nah! went inside my room, bolted the door and then cried out my heart" She inched more closer and side hugged me. I needed it anyhow. I hugged her too and we decided to cover ourselves with a comfy blanket since cold air was breezing. 

"It takes lot of courage to open up baby. I'm so proud of you. Sometimes it is better to let your heart out, either by speaking about it or venting your emotions out" I felt so touched by her words. 

"I'm so lucky to have you baby. Thank you" 

"All that we need now is a group of cheerleaders squealing aww to our cheesiness " we laughed. 

"What about you alia ?" I'm sure she is more stronger than me. "The teenage hormonal problems would make my mind confuse. I would lock myself alone in my room and used to cry for no reason. But the last time I cried on-live was when at my last birthday my grandparents wished me by playing instruments! That was the most cherished moment of my life" She gave me her brightest smile and I returned it back.

After a decent amount of silence, I poured out what I always pondered on. "Do you think that having a relationship in this fraternity is a curse ?" I really needed answers and since Karan was not aware of this status, I didn't approached him. She took a considerable pause without glancing at me. 

"Hmm. Answer might be little complicated. Because it is so obvious that in an industry where majority is a facade, relationships, be it any, are in a risk! So when your in love with a co-star or co-actor, the process becomes too difficult. Your accountable to everyone as an actor. Your private life is doomed and you can't nag about media following you even into your bathroom!"

I grinned at the last part. "Basically we have more hurdles to cross than any other normal Indian couple in love!" I came to the conclusion of her theory. 

"Good boy! Trust me when I say this, I'm so much confident in our togetherness and I believe strongly that no matter what, with you besides me, hand in hand, we would pass every exam throwed our way!" Her eyes got moist and her voice cracked up. With glossy eyes and a meek voice, I could feel a strong sense of strength and love radiating from her.

Taking her hands in mine, lacing our fingers together, I raised it above and kissed her knuckles briefly. I couldn't bare to see her getting upset let alone cry. 

"I don't know what future has in store for us. Neither do I have the correct vision of the fiery paths laying ahead of us. But the one thing I know for sure and want you to know is that we didn't fell in love thinking about the consequences. If we had, then we would never have been together. When you fall in love, you just listen to your heart. Your brain stops functioning. Its your heart that leads the way and does the talking. So when I fell in love with you, I was not thinking about the future but the present! And talking about the future, when I have your side, I have the will power to win the world!"

Gosh! It was me who was getting nervous about the possible outcomes but it turned out the other way. 

"You seem a pro in speaking like Rumi! Kahan se copy kiya ?" she narrowed her eyes at me. "Kuch bhi! It came straight from here" I kept her palm at my chest where the organ was pulsating. After grinning like idiots for more than needed at my cheesiness, she yawned. It got dark. 

I scooted more closer to her if at all it was possible and encouraged her to take support of my shoulder. Gently, she placed her head on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her body more tightly. With a final longing kiss planted on her hair which penetrated to her upper forehead, I leaned my head on hers. Under the shy gaze of moon and twinkling shadow of stars, we smiled at our present and dreamed of a happy future.

And as eerily as possible, my heart chanted "SHE IS THE ONE!"

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NOTE : So all my lovely buddies/readers deserved a lengthy heartful update as part of the celebration of hitting the century! 

We are 10k strong. IKR, I never thought that my stupid idea would ever be loved and appreciated. But you guyz defied all laws of gravity and loved me like a family! I'm so emotional while saying this "I love you all till infinity!" 

Thankyou for not pestering me to do quick updates and helping me to improve better! While editing this book yesterday, I realized that how naive was I to write shitty chapters, but slowly as possible, I've improved too!

The chapters happening right now are more suitable to read as a lovesick shipper ;) A huge thank you to all my lovely buddies who are supporting since the beginning and to the newly added members! We have more to go and hope you stay till the end of this journey! Coz in the end, like I promised, I have a goddamn happy surprise for you!!!!!!!

Namaste! I loved the BKD trailer for that matter. Its grand, vibrant and fun minus the dhawan part! Alia looks so much like Alizeh's character of Anushka in ADHM!!

Practicals over, heading towards boards Last day of school today, missing already! 

Love, hugs and kisses,

Jemi ;)