Dont compare details with KTH. Just read what My baby tells you..

Itna na tu mujhse pyaar bada

Ke main ek badal awara..

Kaise kisi ka sahara banu..

Ke main khud beghar bechara..

Isliye tujhse mai pyaar karu

Ke tu ek baadal awaara

Janam janam se hu saath tere

Hai naam mera jal ki dhara

Sujal takes a deep breath in. Naina' new born habit of humming songs that too old ones is surely a lull to sleep. But the problem is that he does not want to sleep. This morning is the best morning. Sun is high and it is the type of weather that makes you come out of beds and see some sights. He laughs..when he sees a sight in front of him. Naina fighting with her shawl while trying to sit straight and her legs not able to cope up with short length of shawl. Her irritated faces...and that window pane adorned with some pink flowers...

He keeps on watching her.

Itna na mujhse tu pyaar badha
Ke mai ek baadal awaara
Janam janam se hu saath tere
Hai naam mera jal ki dhara

Mujhe ek jagah aaram nahi
Ruk jaana mera kaam nhi
Mujhe ek jagah aaram nahi
Ruk jaana mera kaam nahi

Mera saath kaha tak dogi tum
Mai des vides ka banjaara
Itna na mujhse tu pyaar badha
Ke mai ek baadal awaara

Kaise kisi ka sahara banu
Ke mai khud beghar bechara
Isliye tujhse mai pyaar karu
Ke tu ek baadal awaara

Janam janam se hu saath tere
Hai naam mera jal ki dhara
O neel gagan ke deewane
Tu pyaar na mera pehchane

O neel gagan ke deewane
Tu pyaar na mera pehchane
Mai tab tak saath chalu tere
Jab tak na kahe tu mai haara

Isliye tujhse mai pyaar karu
Ke tu ek baadal awaara
Janam janam se hu saath tere
Hai naam mera jal ki dhara

Itna na mujhse tu pyaar badha
Ke mai ek baadal awaara
Kaise kisi ka sahara banu
Ke mai khud beghar bechara

Kyo pyaar me tu naadan bane
Ek paagal ka armaan bane
Kyo pyaar me tu naadan bane
Ek paagal ka armaan bane
Ab laut ke jaana mushkil hai
Maine chhod diya hai jag saara

Itna na mujhse tu pyaar badha
Ke mai ek baadal awaara
Janam janam se hu saath tere
Hai naam mera jal ki dhara

With his eyes on her he listens her singing this song. His eyes gauging her every move. He wonders where this Chinook named Naina is taking him. The icebetwene them has been thawed. There are so much water but she still manages to hold her and swim him along. All these thoughts surprising him....

With Naina it has been so good and serene that thought about what after Naveen and Kashish never crosses. Naina is cloud which drenches him after a heated noon.. Naina is that morning sun he needs after every cold night. Naina is Naina. And he needs Naina. In every way and any way...

He gets up and goes out. Putting on some clothes. Though they did not do it as he had warned her in plane but he could not sleep with so much clothes on and ended up half naked. Her hair tickled him whole night and in morning she was cursing him for entangling her all ready entangled webs more. But it was good. The feel was homey. And that mattered most to him.

'Sujal. Beta Naina kaha he?'

His mom asks him. He looks at his mom. The idea of her morning is not so beautiful. Dad must be busy in himself again.

'Room me he. Aap itni subah kyu uth gaye?'

'Pagal. 7 baje subah nahi hoti. Hum log soch rahe the ki abhi thodi der me nikalte he. Kuch sights dekh kar aate he. Naina ko bol dena ki taiyar ho jaaye.'

'Ok. Aap ko chai leni he? Main ja rha hu
.lete aaunga.'

'Nahi. Mood nahi he. Tere papa bhi nahi piyenge..aisa bol rhe the.'

Sujal is not at all happy with her mom' decision. Her habit of aligning her decisions with her husband's to make peace with him. But...That relation is his forbidden territory..he holds no say there. That marital relation is not at all good but...Sujal can not say anything. The right has not been given to him.

He goes out of the hotel. The tea from local tea stall is what makes morning in hills splendid. This time he'll make Naina drink this tea. At least she can have this idea why tea is called divine drink.

'Bhaiya. Do chai.'

'Ji sahab. Bas Do minute ruko aap.'

Sujal sits on adjacent bench. Looking everywhere. Enjoying the area and people...busy in themselves. Suddenly....

'Sujal!'

He sighs. Kashish. This woman doesn't want to leave him. He wants to run away and she keeps coming back.

But isnt this what he wanted!

Then what happened!

He js pretending as if Suddenly his self respect has awoken and he has chosen it over his undying love!

But does it matter to him! The reason why he is not at all interested in Kashish suddenly...the retard pathetic lover of Kashish Raheja who enjoyed her torture and pushes.

Sujal gives no damn to reason. The idea was to get his self respect back. He has it now.

He turns to her with foul mood.

'Kya he Kashish! Dont you have a husband! Yaha akeli kya kar rahi ho?'

'Sujal...'

He turns his face.

'Bhaiya. Chai jaldi banayiye please.'

'Sujal. Ek baar meri baat suno. This...this ignorance is hurting me. You...You are Piyush' friend. At least us se to door mat raho..I can understand your cold shoulder...bit Piyush ka kya dosh.'

'Kashish. For God' sake, Stop irritating me. Tumne bola tha ki tum piyush ki biwi ho. And we have a minimal relation of in laws. I agree. Now. Whats your problem?

See...I...I..I don't think ki hume aapas me baat karni chahiye. At least for your happy marriage..lets be stranger. Thats the best for everyone.'

He picks his two tea and leaves..

Kashish' stare on his back. He is aware of it. He goes to his room straight. Keeps tea on table and searches for Naina..

He finds her in bathroom but keeps mum. Suddenly he does not want her to associate with kashish. Kashish was his problem. And now this problem is fading day by day.

He sits on the bed. Waiting for Naina..thinking of nothing but her. This time it is spontaneous. It happened itself. His thoughts keep going to her..themselves. Perhaps he spends too much time with her. It feels like he is being consumed by a hurricane named Naina. But the pain is sweet.

Soon she comes out.

'Chai. Pini he?'

'Main chai nahi piti. Tumhe pata he.' She is brushing her hair. Sujal takes both tea to her. Keeping both on hair dresser he pulls a stool for himself and sits next to her. Facing her while holding both tea in his hands.

'Mujhe chai nahi pasand.'

'Mujhe Faltu ke nakhre nahi pasand. Phir bhi main shikayat nahi karta.'

Naina with rotten face accepts that tea.

'Regardung your undying love for chai, Chai aur Kashish me tum 100% chai ko choose karoge.'

'Nahi. '

She turns abruptly. Her face full of shock.

'I'll choose you. Jo maja tumbe jabardasti chai pilane me he..akele chai pine me nahi he.'

'Sadist. You are a sadist!'

'As if you dont enjoy! I know you are a fan of Christian Grey. Aur main us ke takkar ka nahi...in sadism.'

'Shut up.' She turns to mirror and brushes her hair.

'Naina....'

'Hmm.'

'Mere dost se milne chalogi?'

'Hmm. Kab jana he?'

'Mom sabko hike par le ja rahi he we could escape. '

'Chhodo na. Unka bhi dil rakh lete he. She'll feel good.'

'Ye dad ka idea he. You dont know my mom. She is a typical woman. Mere dad ne agar kuch kah diya...wo kabhi unke against nahi jati. Aur dad Raheja uncle ke sacche dost. To basically this trip was planned by Vasu aunty. And I know your depth of love for Vasu aunty!'

'Are you speaking truth? Jhooth mat bolo.'

'I know my parents better. Dad values his friendship with Raheja Uncle the most. You know...He had denied to give me money for starting my own business. Unka kahna tha ki Is se R&G groups toot jayega. Then Piyush...the so called ideal son..Wo aaya and he accepted to take the business in his hands. Dad ke office aur Raheja uncle ke office...dono me meri entry ban ho gayi thi. It was Karan. My friend who lent me money. Usne apna farmhouse becha tha..6 sal pahle. I started my own company from scratch. And when it grew....still..still dad never tried to even consider my efforts.

He never tried to ask why j refused to join his business. His dream. R&G groups.

Mujhe nahi karna tha business Piyush ke sath. I hate him.'

'But...but you guys are friend.'

'Friend? Kaise friend? Usko jalan hoti he mujhse. Aur mujhe chid he uske dikhawe se. This is not friendship. Media me jisko jo dikhta he wo wahi likhta he. Ask me how our relation has been.

We fought for every damn thing. Vasu aunty ko lagta tha ki I used to cheat with her son. But I had brains for topping classes. She instead of mitigate the situation filled piyush' mind with poison. In the end He was able to acquire two most prized possessions of my life...

Mere Dad ka pyaar and..'

'-kashish!'

'Yes. Kashish. You think he is oblivious to my relation with Kashish. I know...he has very good idea of it. Tabhi to he accepted our marriage. This piyush...who never supports me...accepted you. Asked my mom to accept us....All facade to cover up his knowledge about I and Kashish. Mujhe to tabhi pata chal gaya tha when he accepted this alliance. Kya usko nahi pata ki Maine Kashish ko apni secretary par kyu promote kiya! Maine jis office ko kabhi mid kar nahi dekha...I was there. For whom! For Kashish of course. But...Usko jitna tha. So he won. He married Kashish. Simple...'

'He...he talks with such sweet sugar coat sometimes I wonder...kitna hi jhooth bolta hoga!'

'Yeah..the most ideal son and husband ever!

Shikayat mujhe Piyush se nahi he. In fact Kashish se bhi nahi he. Kashish and I loved each other. But she had no spine to fight for me. Whole three years...teen sal tak uske sath raha main. Mera dar, meri kamjori, mere zakhm...she saw everything. She helped me too. She made me alive once again But....in the end...It all scattered as before. Main phir se unhi andhero me kho gaya...

Sometimes this concept of love scares me. Sab kuch dene me baad bhi dhokha...aur wo bhi aise. It is horrible.'

He keeps quite for some time. This way opening himself up and pouring his inside out was not in agenda. Idea was enjoying morning tea...

'Sometimes I wonder....You and I...we both are same...in someway. Broken and hesitant. Mujhe Naveen bhaiya ki maut ne tod diya..aur tumhe...Mrs. Raheja ne!'

'Hmm. Mujhe bhi same lagta tha...but...'

'But....?'

'We are not same. Tum badal gayi ho. You have learnt to live after Naveen. And I...I have no idea where I am going.'

'Sujal. Meri nani ke ghar ke saamne ek ped tha..Paarijat ka. Mom dad ke bad kayi baar main waha gayi..Us ped se yaadein judi thi meri. Mom' care...Dad' love...bahut kuch. Phir after mom dad' demise Us ped se nafrat ho gayi mujhe...Maine waha jana chhod diya..'

'Phir..?'

'Apni balcony me bonsai ke jitne ped he..sab paarijat ke he.

Mujhe kisi ne bola tha...ki Mujhe Jinda apne liye rahna he. This life is mine. If I am not happy I can not keep other' happy. Naveen has been cleared of all charges. Aur sirf isliye kyunki maine jindagi se apni nafrat picche chhod di. Paarijat ki khushboo jab subah subah bedroom me failti he...to Mujhe Naveen bhaiya ka ehsas hota he. His warnings.....to survive.'

Her hands holding that earthen cup roaming her finger on its mouth...

'Kabhi kabhi Sochti hu ki jeena chhod du. Phir sochti hu ki kyu? Karne ko bahut kuch he. Aur abhi to paarijat par ek bhi phool nahi aaya!'

Sujal looks at her....Thoughtful form.

Indeed the difference is visible. Lifeless Naina smelling like Paarijat....
And He unknowingly touching her for getting some peace. Everyday. Every night.