Kartik was angry. Naira had left the hospital on her own. Her leg was injured. He knew there was more to injury. The doctor had told him that there was a previous injury on her right leg. And was this the reason she couldn't dance? Dance was her life. Whenever she was sad, happy, angry, frustrated or feeling any other emotion she would always dance. She had told Kunal and Tanvi that she got injured 2 years ago. Did that mean she hadn't danced for two years ? The girl who couldn't live 2 days without dancing hadn't danced for 2 years.

All these questions were swimming in his head. Shouting at him from inside. He wanted no needed answers. Suddenly he bumped into someone. The person was carrying some files and all the papers within the files fell down.

Kartik :- I am so sorry. I wasn't looking. Please forgive me.

Person :- no no. It's ok. It happens. Don't worry.

The person kneeled down to collect the papers and kartik also kneeled down to help him. He was collecting the papers when suddenly he read a name on one of the papers which shocked him to the core. It was the name of his brother. ' Shubham Goenka '. Why was this carrying a paper which had his brother's name written on it ?
He needed to know that. The person collected all the papers of the files except for the one which kartik had in his hand. Kartik stood up and so did the person.

Kartik :- aapke pass ye paper.... Ye Shubham Goenka mere bhai ka naam hai.

Person :- ohh. Aap kartik hai. Mrs. Naira's husband.

Kartik was stunned. How did this person know naira? He was about to ask when the man brought forward his hand for a handshake.

Person :- hi. I am dr. Batra. Vo darasal mein yahan ek conference ke liya aaya tha. Jahan par drug addiction ki vajah se hui death ke baare hum discussion karte hai aur kaise usse roka jaa sakta hai.

Kartik shakes his hand.

Dr. Batra :- Shubham ka illaj mein hi kar raha tha.

Kartik was stunned. Shubham was getting treatment ? By whom and how come no one knew of this ?

Dr. Batra :- actually aapki wife hi lekar aayi thi usse treatment ke liye. In fact I used to wonder ki aur koi kyun nahi aata hai. Phir mughe pata chala ki usne kisi ko bataya hi nahi tha aur batana chahta bhi nahi tha. Maine kai baar Shubham ko suna tha naira ji se kehte hue ki agar aapne bataya toh mein treatment chod dunga. Aur aapki wife, bechari kaise kaise convince karti thi ussey kabhi maa ki kasam dekar toh kabhi apni. Naira ji ne kitni baar ye bhi kaha tha ki kisi aur ko nahi sirf aapko bata de. Par Shubham nahi maana. Kabhi kabhi galti kisi ki nahi hoti par situation aisi ho jaati hai jisme koi kuch nahi kar pata. Aur humne toh aise kai saare cases dekhe hai jisme patient se jyada uski family safar karti hai. I am sure aapki family ne bhi bahut safar kiya hoga.

Kartik didn't know what to say, what to think ? Naira was getting Shubham treated for his addiction. Suddenly he had flashback of him and swarna shouting and blaming naira for Shubham's death and naira pleading that she didn't kill Shubham.

Tears came in his eyes as he got restless. For two years he blamed naira for his brother's death when the fact was that she was only trying to save him. Naira had wanted to tell them but in fear of Shubham stoping the treatment she didn't say anything. She was trying to save him and what did he do ? He blamed her.

Dr. Batra :- vaise ab aapki wife ke right leg ki injury kaisi hai.

Kartik :- ji ?

Dr. Batra :- ji injury. Terrace se gir gayi thi na vo do saal pehle. I think jis din aapke bhai ke death hui usi din unka bhi accident hua tha. Maine dekha tha unhe hospital mein.

Kartik felt his leg wobbly as another shock hit him. Dr. Batra was about to say something when suddenly he received a call and went from there. Kartik stood there. The doctor's words kept repeating in his mind. Shubham's treatment, naira's fall. Kartik slowly walked out of the hospital and sat in the car and drove from there.

It was night time. He was on the beach sitting alone with an unopened bottle of whiskey in his hand. Kartik was staring aimlessly at nothing. The doctor's words just kept on repeating in his mind in a loop. Why didn't naira tell him about her injury? Why didn't she say anything when they met two years ago for the last time ? Why ? He could have helped her then why ? He needed answers and he knew that only one person would answer him at that moment so he called that person.

Voice :- hello.

Kartik :- hello.

Voice :- bolo kartik.

Kartik :- Naira chath se kaise giri ?

On the other side the person was shocked before that shock quickly morphed into anger.

Voice :- kyun? Ab kyun jaana hai tumhe ? Jab poochna chahiye tha tab toh parvaah ki nahi toh aaj kyun ? Aur vaise bhi ye sawal naira se poocho. Mughse nahi.

The person was about to cut the call when the person heard his voice.

Kartik :- keerti please. Please mughe bata do. Naira nahi bataegi isliye tumhe call kiya.

Keerti was stunned. Was kartik actually begging her ? Keerti knew something must have happened. But why now? For two years naira suffered so bad. Where was this concern then ? Keerti was worried and angry at kartik.

Keerti :- 2 saal pehle Goenka villa ki chath par tumhara intezar kar rahi thi jab vo gir gayi.

Kartik was shocked. Why was she waiting for him ?

Kartik :- mera intezar. Par kyun ?

Keerti :- usne kaha tha na tumse ki vo tab tak nahi jaaegi jab tak tum uski baat sun nahi lete. Kaash ek baar tum aa jaate kartik toh aaj tum dono ki zindagi pata nahi kaha hoti. Par nahi tum nahi aaye. Vo gir gayi hospital mein behosh padi rahi lekin jab hosh aaya toh sirf tumhara naam liya aur sidha vahan se Goenka villa aa gayi par tumne kya kiya tab bhi uski baat nahi suni. Uspar bharosa nahi kiya. Bas uspar ilzaam laga diya.

Kartik was feeling numb. Keerti wanted to stop but she didn't. She needed to say things that she had been wanting to say for two years.

Keerti :- naira ne kya kuch nahi kiya hamare parivaar ke liye. Mat bhulo ki agar naira nahi hoti toh aaj bhi mein uss Aditya ke saath hoti aur vo mughe har din torture karta. Mat bhulo ki ek time the jab tum maa aur papa dono se nafrat karte the. Tumhe maa papa se milwane wali aur koi nahi naira hi thi. Jiss bhai ke liye tumne uss par ilzaam lagaya usko bhi naira hi parivaar mein vaapas layi thi. Par tumne kya kiya uss naira ke saath. Tumne usse takleef thi. Tumne toh sirf parivaar ka ek member khoya tha. Par usne. Usne toh ek hi din mein apna parivaar, apna dance, apna pyaar sab kuch kho diya. Tumne toh yeh keh diya ki vo tumhe chod kar chali gayi balki sach toh ye hai ki usse jaane ke liye tumne kaha tha.

Kartik :- m...m...maine toh bas ussey uss time jaane ke liya kaha tha. Mughe uski zaroorat thi. Baad mein bhi usne nahi bataya.

He said those words with great difficulty. His voice was shaking.

Keerti :- agar zaroorat hi thi toh baad mein kyun nahi bulaya tumne. Aur baad mein jab vo mili tab tum us par chila rahe the. Uss par keval ilzaam laga rahe the. Yaad hai ya bhool gaye. Kya tumne ek baar bhi socha ki agar inte important din par naira ghar par nahi thi toh koi vajaj rahi hogi. In 2 saalo mein tumne kabhi ek baar bhi socha ki tumhare bich actual problem kya hai. Kya tumne socha ki jitna trust Shubham ko naira par tha utna poore parivaar mein kisi aur par nahi tha. 2 saal se tum gussa ho kartik. Kya tumne kabhi socha ki jo ye tumhare andar bhara hua hai vo gussa hai ya guilt.

Keerti cut the call.

Kartik just sat there on the ground alone at the beach. He was immobilised. Keerti's words, Dr. Batra's words, Naira's desperate plea. All of them attacked kartik at once. Kartik was numb. The truth had finally come out. Naira didn't kill Shubham. She was trying to save him. His consciousness was clawing at him for not trusting her.

He didn't even realise when tears started to fall from his eyes. He started sobbing. Why... Why didnt he trust her ? He wanted to shout at himself. For not trusting the person he always claimed to love the most in the world.

Kartik screamed :- NAIRAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

Kartik slapped himself. Once, twice, thrice..... He didn't stop as he kept on slapping himself. Tears kept falling from his eyes. He shouted again. It was desperate cry. For his naira. For everything he had lost in the past 2 years. He had suffered in this past 2 years not because of naira but because of his own stupidity.

Suddenly his phone rang. He looked at his phone. He could barely see properly due to the years in his eyes. He wiped the tears. It was dadi. She must have been calling for him to come home. He didn't pick up the phone. He was in no condition to talk. He looked down at the bottle. The bottle was full. Not even opened. He went to the car and drove back to the building.

Before exiting he opened the bottle and took a large swig from the bottle. Maybe it could help him. He quietly went to the flat. He entered inside. Dadi was worried. She was saying something but kartik couldn't listen anything as he was lost. Lost in his mind, in his pain. Dadi asked for food. He just shook his head ,went to the room and locked his door.

He barely made it to the bed before he fell. His anger had been completed evaporated by the truth. He laid down on the bed as sobs ripped it's way from his truth. Tears again started to fall. They burned like acid on his face. He tried to fight the pain but he wasn't strong enough. Not when faced with the truth.

2 years of anguish, 2 years of suffering, 2 years of pain came all of a sudden. It attacked his mind. He cried. Long and Hard. The way he hadn't cried in the last 2 years. The pain was too much to bear. Right now he wanted nothing more then naira's lap but what right did he have. He shouted in the bed. Again and again and again. He had hurt her. He deserved this suffering. He had hurt naira, who was his soul. Why didn't he trust her. Why. Kartik got up from the bed and opened his cupboard to see whiskey which he had stored in a plastic bottle. He desperately took a swig to lessen the pain. But nothing happened. He drank again and again and again. Bit nothing happened.

The pain wasn't lessened. His mind kept on playing the flashbacks of that cursed day. But this time he only heard naira's voice. Not swarna or anyone else. Only her voice as she begged them to believe her. Kartik fell on his knees on the floor as he cried more and more. The bottle fell from his hands. He saw naira as she extended her hand for him to take. He raised his hand desperately to hold his naira's hand and moved forward. She vanished before he could grab it. He fell on the ground. He quickly looked up to see naira. No one was there. Tears came again. He punched on the ground. He crawled to the bed and screamed again into the mattress.

Kartik felt like he would choke. He breathed deeply, desperately but nothing would help him right now. He deserved this. This anguish, this pain. He made her suffer so much. He deserved worse.

After sometime the tears stopped, his sobbing stopped. He was just lying on the bed. His  mind  was  empty, like  it had  completely  checked  out  and  shut  down. Memories and thoughts were all distant and hazy. He didn't even realise when his eyes closed.