" I don't care Tiwari ji .Just get it for me.Quote double triple ,whatever it takes.I want that place. Profit or Loss, that's least of your concern. Just tell me if you can't . I will get it done by others"

Sanskaar listened to other side for few minutes and nodded " Good ! I want the deal to be signed today ..Yes You heard it right ..Today...Thank you." He disconnected the call and buzzed his intercom. "Kunal

Sanskaar eyes shot at door on Knock .. Signaling Kunal to come in and take his seat , he resumed with his reply over a mail "Just Give me a minute " Sanskaar tapped on send button. Done with checking his mails Sanskaar leaned back on his chair .

" Kunal.. next 10 days ..I want my schedule to very flexible .No social events, Turn them down " He paused.. "Nope Scrap that .. Ask Ayush & Virat to represent a few.Meetings...Keep me away ..unless it's extremely critical.I would be on and off work and any further updates,I will let you know,Clear ? "

"Got It Sir" Kunal Nodded

"And Kunal I want you to follow up with our property dealer Tiwari closely on a deal.Keep me posted on same and that meeting on Latest Trends and Analytics at 12.00.I want the entire marketing team to be present."

"Sir" Kunal Made a note of same.

It had been just few months Kunal started working with Sanskaar. Being his PA offered Kunal a chance to work closely with Scion of Maheswari Group and Sanskaar always left him in awe being a rare combination of magnified business persona and a gem of person and he knew how his boss works ..Short ,Clear and to the point.

Sanskaar gave thought for second "Ok that's It for now ..I guess .. Thanks Kunal"

Kunal nodded and made his way out .Sanskaar watched him walk out .He liked Kunal. No extra questions,he followed instructions to the point .Life becomes much easier when you have someone as organised as Kunal managing schedules and how could he forget ..Kunal was the one who introduced him to world of Little Flowers.

That Day ,he never ever in his wildest dreams would have imagined Little flowers and those kids would turn out this special to him..would become an inseparable part of his life and he would find that special someone who would complete him .. SWARA

His fingers gently traced photograph on his table ...

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That night after his conversation with Swara, Sanskaar was not sure how would he stay sane without Swara around. A message and call from her would definitely keep him from turning insane but ..10 days . His heart weighed down again.

He picked one of their photographs from table .. and leaned back on bed .It was a photograph from their picnic..they were seated on bench ,him posing with guitar, Swara next to him . He smiled at memory of the pic where he had to give into demand of Swara, of him holding guitar ,courtesy Salman khan .." O O Jaane Jaana"

"Trust me Sanskaar .. you will look so good with guitar.. Jab ye pic aayega na ..this will be one of best memories " Swara tried convincing him and he gave in thanking it was just guitar he had to hold ..not to go shirtless. He dimly remembered Salman showing off his biceps ,flexing muscles with guitar in that particular song "ab betho bhi ..he settled on bench and followed her instructions "aise nahi ..aise pakdo."She considered him for a second and nodded " Perfect .. ab lag rahe ho na ,ek dum Salman ..she happily hopped next to him with radiant smile of hers.He couldn't help but smile in return.. Around Swara it came effortlessly and he didn't mind admitting ,a part of him felt happy at being "Swara's Salman".

"Chal Anshu .. le le pic" She gave cue to Anshu one of elder kids from Little flowers who is as fascinated as Sanskaar about photography. They clicked scores of pictures that day ..but this was his favourite..

His smile widened...Memories

"Ab aap nahi hain, aap ki photo se hi kaam chalana padega na .Hmm dus din ,Madam aapko pata bhi hai 10 din matlab kya hai ..poore 240 hours , 14400 minutes aur .. sanskaar paused making some calculations " 864000 seconds. Aise ghar chali gayi, ek baar bhi socha nahi na .. ki apna Sanskaar ka kya hoga, woh kaise reh payega aapke bina " he complained " Pehle tum wapas tho aa jao .. phir kabhi jaane hi nahi dunga ...aur ...and he just spoke , didn't even realise drifting off to sleep ,holding their photograph...And he dreamed ..about them

Next morning he woke up with almost an aching joy in his heart. He exactly know how is he gonna pour his heart out to her ...propose her.

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It was on one of his casual visit to Swara's place for Coffee he stumbled upon a sketch book." Swara ye kya hai ?" He opened the first page which read

" My Dream House".

"Kya?" Swara walked out from kitchen holding two cups of coffee and swa him holding the book, " Ye ?" Handing him over his cup she quickly answered "Paagalpan".Looking at his puzzled expression.."Samjhe nahi na Chalo batati hoon," she smiled and they both stepped out to balcony their favourite hangout and settled on swing.

"Woh jab main college main thi na .. tab hum teen dost rethe the ...Nisha, Main aur Kajal. Hum teeno itne masti karte the aur ek din..baaton baaton mein, you know ladkiyon wali baatein" she winked at him, "Ki mera prince charming aisa hoga ..waisa hoga .. aage jaake future aise rahe gi aur ussi paagal pan humne ye sketches banaye ,'My Dream house', her eyes softened as she lovingly held the book "Pata hai Sanskaar, ye na bahut pyaar se banaya hai maine. You won't believe maine..." she flipped the pages excitedly " har room ka colours , curtains ..kaha kya hoga har choti si detail iss main daala hai ...poore ki poore..itni paagal thi main."

"Aise bol rahe ho jaise abhi kuch kam hua hain" he teased. "Ha ha, very funny..aaj kal bahut ched ne lage ho mujhe" she complained with a pout."Kya karoon ab sangat ka saar hai" Sanskaar teased again

Swara laughed hitting him playfully on arm " Ab dosti kiya hain tho bhugath na padega Mr.Maheswari"

"Waise College days bhi kitne ache hote hain na Sanskaar..kitne sapne. Armaan... he watched her expression go grim , her eyes seemingly blank staring into space before them ..."lekin shayad kuch sapno ki kismat main sach hona nahi hota"

"Tum teek ho na Swara" Sanskaar asked bit concerned .Swara quickly realised "Haan..woh bas aise hi ,kabhi kabhi bhool jaati hoon ki main philosophy ki nahi social work ki student hoon" Smiling she picked their cups and went inside. Sanskaar sat for long flipping through pages until swara called him out .He still remembered Swara's teasing on his obsession over this sketch book every time he dropped at her place.May be he knew then ,that ..one day ..it wouldn't be just her dream ..his too ..the reason him being so drawn towards it .

With every little detail etched in his memory .It wasn't tough for Sanskaar to recall them ,when he called in best architect of city to make house plan for him ...exactly on lines of Swara's vision.How thrilling it felt seeing it come alive in 3D .Once decided ,he set out his hunt for house which matches the same ,given the short period of 10 days ... and he finally found one .So close to their dream but much to his disappointment it was in talks with some other party ,being not the one to back down Sanskaar managed to strike the deal.

A stand alone 3 BHK in midst of lushy green lawn ,with a huge living room,a simple modular kitchen ,3 spacious bed rooms but cozy enough..a balcony just adjacent to the master bedroom with glass doors, offering the breathtaking view of sunset and rise .It was just too perfect .All it needed was best interior designer who would add in colors to their dream

Angie his journo friend was already working on getting him best interior designer in town . He specifically told her how he didn't want to be associated with any popular group drawing attention rather someone simple yet competent .He could just smile as Anjali teased him saying " Wow so finally.. You are taken .. tsk tsk .. you broke my heart Sanskaar."

That's how Ayesha came into picture ,a free lance interior designer as put Angie's words.. She's going to be the next big name in the field. Angie met her personally over a segment for lifestyle As put in her words "Ayesha is the best you can get" and Sanskaar was soon to realise she was right .

Ayesha ..When she first stepped in .. she remembered how excitedly Mr.Maheshwari took her around and explaining his requirements. and they went over the plan as well. Mr.Maheshwari was absolutely clear on what he wants and how it need to be done but time was too short with deadline of 8 days and she took up the challenge. Though he offered her flexibility over design sometimes he would just be too adamant on little aspects like ,shades of colour...He wouldn't settle for a shade light or dark..all he would say was .. "Swara ko yahi chahiye bas" .Swara .. the name which is quite familiar by now. Aisha soon realised that it not just some house to be designed but it held many dreams of Sanskaar and of course his Swara .It wasn't tough for her to guess that it was a surprise being planned as Swara was no where found near, yet she was every where..Sanskaar would talk so much about Swara,she felt she knew a part of them . For her it was no longer just a project ..but making someone's dream come true.

At end of last day .. Sanskaar walked around the flat and his happiness knew no bounds.. Just the way Swara dreamt of it ."Thanks aisha .. I don't know how to thank you.. But angie was right ..You are the best"

" Thank you, I am glad Mr.Maheshwari ki aapko pasand aaya and I hope ki aap ki Swara ko bhi pasand aaye." Looking at Sanskaar.."Cmon Mr.Maheswari .. don't look so surprised, how I knew Swara .. Aap ko pata bhi hain din main kitne baar aap swara ka naam lete hain .. I mean .. she's for sure one lucky lady to have someone like you .. I feel like I already know her .I am sure she looks as lovely as her photographs around the room ..and I would love to meet her once If you don't ,mind."

"Definitely..I am sure Swara would love too .."

A ring on her mobile .."Looks like my husband is here and jaise aapne kaha once Swara comes back let me know if you need some help in furniture part .I would love to help you both."

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They just got basic furniture as Sanskaar wanted that part to be left for him and Swara to shop together. Sure ..Sanskaar nodded and led her out . He met Ayesha's husband few times when he dropped in to pick her up ..a nice chap and a lovely pair they made. He bid them bye .. turned around and sighed in content looking at their dream come true.He stepped inside .. looking around once again.

"Sanskaar ,aise nahi banate soup .. yaad hain last time kitchen main kitna hungama kiya tha" .. he turned around and could vision both of them in kitchen. Swara sitting on counter passing him instructions on how to make soup . He chuckled remembering his disaster with soup last time .But now Swara would be with him .

"Sanskaar ..yaha par ..he turned to other side hearing her voice "offo waha kyu khade ho " Swara called him out and he could see him joining her on couch in living room ,where she held her guitar His arms instantly wrapped around her as she leaned back onto him "Acha bolo kaunsa gaana gaavu"and he could hear them laughing as he said " Salman ka gaana tho bilkul nahi please.."

The sound of tinkling wind chimes led him to the balcony...There they were, standing together with a cup of coffee and watching sunset.

For someone ,who didn't have a dream for himself, today he had so many dreams to live,which he wanted to, with the one who taught him to dream .He looked around at her photographs in room "Sirf tumhare sapno ka ghar nahi Swara .. hamara .. Our dream house' and he just can't wait for her to come back.

His mobile rang distracting him ..He listened to other side.." Wow great ..ji nahi, main khud aake pick kar lunga. Thank you."

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Back in his room Sanskaar lovingly stared at the pendent in his hand , a heart shaped pendant with their initials engraved in diamonds SS and at Swara's photograph next to him " Princess ye dekhiye aap ka pendent bhi aagaya .. sirf aap ka aana baaki hain... Ye jo heart hain na hamara dil hain aur ye SS .. Swara aur Sanskaar ...acha hai na"he smiled to himself wondering sure he must have go crazy given endless hours he would talk to Swara's photograph

When Swara said she would be delayed by couple of days more.Though disappointed first Sanskaar looked forward ,counting each second and minute for her to come back. Swara called him once in awhile and every time she called he would struggle not to lay down his heart for her, say those 3 words ..share his excitement over how their dream shaped up.

He would drop by Little Flowers in between..and spent some time with kids .. and played with angel most of time . Every time Sanskaar dropped by Angel instantly recognised his voice and would stretch her hands to reach out to him " Kitne bade ho gaye aap...my little angel.She surely had grown from the last time he had seen her .Sanskaar took her into his arms and went around little flowers..Angel would be extremely content in hands of her favorite person and would listen him talk ,"Aap bhi miss kar rahe ho na Swara ko,Ye Swara bhi na .. hum usse baat nahi karenge wapas aayi tho ,Ok " he would ask angel and she would babble in agreement saying "ba " Sanskaar would smile and nod "Very good, hum dono ek team hai ..aap mere little angel ho na .. my baby." She would give out a belly laugh as he tickled her ,squeal with delight when he tossed her up, She would spread her tiny arms .. and loved pulling his hair.

Only If Swara was here ..he wished.Every moment without her seemed incomplete.

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One evening he dropped into Little flowers ..Manu came running to him "Bhaiyya..Bhaiyya Didi wapas aagayi .. woh dekho .." he pointed at Swara in midst of kids.There she is , her cheerful self holding chocolates with kids around...and just like she sensed ..she turned to him and they stood before each other as rest of world blocked out of vision.

Nothing mattered to him ..at that moment, that she was supposed to come next day,call him from airport ...nothing .It was just her. Swara -The one who filled his life with the emotion called love He stood rooted to spot trying to gather back his heart beats which at moment was ready to burst with happiness.

She thought she was well prepared to face him .. tough enough not to give into her feelings but no she was not .He is here.. his eyes..they were always open for her to read and today as well giving in his every feeling, shouting out love for her almost canonizing which reached inside her heart and seeped right through her being.

Swara ..

Her heart leaped as he took her name .like always..just by taking her name he conveyed all he felt .They were few feet away but distance seemed like an eternity.She wanted to rush to his arms then and there .. feel his arms around ..safe and secure .. and she knew he would not let anyone or anything snatch her away from him ...only if she can ...

Almost like in trance he moved towards her .Swara quickly composed herself back seeing him approach her.. "Hi Sanskaar .." she tried sounding casual bringing up smile.

Looking at her,hearing his name from her .. it's almost like someone poured life back into him . With No second thoughts .. he took her into his arms almost with a need as to assure himself she is real,not his dream ...His Swara is here...

As he held her close to his heart,She could feel every beat of his heart ...and with every beat.. her heart sank further.Why can't she push him away? Tell him not to love her so much that it hurts ..hurts not being able to give it back..when she wants to .

"I missed you Swara" she heard his faint whisper and felt brush of his lips on her hair. On almost an impulse She closed her eyes ,wrapping her hands tight around him .. and for next few minutes nothing else existed for them..

"Just hold me.. don't let me go" those words squeezed in her throat,struggling to come out.Suppressing them she slowly released herself from hold and stepped back .Sanskaar though puzzled for a second..looked around ,realised they were with kids. .

"Sorry ..Woh main...bhool gaya ..ki ..and before he could say something they were interrupted by kids. "Bhaiyya..Didi ..Chalona ..khelte hain ..bahut din hogaye ..chalo..kids tugged both of them. "Aur Bhaiya ne rule thod diya" Rana reminded them ... "ab bhaiya ko pani puri khilana hoga, haina didi .."

Sanskaar smiled looking at them, then at Swara . Even kids were familiar with their No sorry No thank you rule" .He bent down and picked Rana into his arms,"Ab rule thod diya hai tho,kis kis ko khaana hai ,chalo chalo jaldi" and kids rushed to Pani Puri wala.

"Aap bhi jao ..hum dono aajayenge .. he let Rana down and looked at Swara."Chale ".Swara nodded in consent ."Acha surprise tha" he said as they walked together to join the kids.Swara didn't reply.

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They drove back in silence .."Ghar pe sab kaise hain ? Sab theek hai? tum achanak se chali gayi tho Sanskaar paused as Swara replied."Sab theek hai Sanskaar"..and silence ruled again.

Now their silence started bothering him."Swara ..tum itna chup kyu ho? I mean .." he asked finally This is not Swara he knew ..the one who chattered non stop ."Woh kuch nahi ..journey karke thoda thak gayi Sanskaar..bas " Not wanting to talk further Swara leaned her head back on seat and closed her eyes .She didn't want to look at him ..for the fear he might .It's just not her ..but he was no less expert in reading her eyes and one moment she dreaded the most .. the moment when she gave into their kiss and bared her heart out to him ..just like he did ..with not a word said.

She just wished he would ignore it .. But little did she know that was the moment ..which led sanskaar to build dreams for them.

Sanskaar glanced at her in between ..she looked so calm ..so serene and he could just spent hours staring at her "Bas iss raat Swara, uske baad hum hamesha saath rahenge..hamesha. Bas kal raat ka intezaar hain .. jab main tumse apni dil ki baat kahunga .. that I love u "

Swara jerked out of her thoughts and turned to Sanskaar "tumne kuch kaha?" Was it her imagination ?Did she hear him say something ?.Taken aback for a second Sanskaar asked "Tumne kya suna?" Did she listen him say ..those words which he just told himself ,which he had been holding back .. the music of his heart...which beats for her .

"Kuch nahi ..mujhe laga" .. Swara quickly brushed off and they drove in silence again and it didn't bother him now ..

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  "A heart worth loving is one you understand, even in silence."  

Quotes - You are my every reason - Nicholas Sparks - Note book