Disclaimer : All the characters written below are imaginary and a work of pure fiction. There is no resemblance to any incident or situation and is written as work of fiction.

They stayed silent for the next few minutes and Teja rubbed her palm for some warmth.

Karan saw it from the corner of the eyes and turned the knob into heat mode.

"It's okay you will feel hot...." She muttered.

"With a hot headed girl like you anyone will feel hot anyway....no need of heater...." He muttered and kept his head back on the seat and closed his eyes. Damn this traffic jam. He had no idea when it would clear. Not a single vehicle was moving.

Teja relaxed a bit and rubbed her thighs with her palm. She was in the wet clothes for more than an hour now and the AC from before had made her body stiff.

"Open your shoes...." He said without looking at her.

"To hit you with it?" She asked sarcastically.

He didn't give it back to her. And she found it strange. And she was not okay with it for some reason.

"Open your shoes and go to the back seat....put your legs up and sit comfortably or else you won't be able to move after sometime...." He said nonchalantly.

"No need for that...." She muttered.

"You think this is a daily soap?that if you get stiff after rain and your body temperature drops i'll give you the heat?idiot....jo bol raha hoon chup chap karo....peeche jaa ke legs stretch karke baitho...." He snapped at her and she made a face.

She opened her shoes and climbed through the gap between the passenger and the driver seat and went to the back seat. She sat there and stretched her legs.

He closed his eyes again.

She fidgeted in the seat. Why was he quiet?why did he get angry sometime back?he wasn't even angry. He probably was hurt. But why?she was getting restless with the lack of information. She had to know the reason.

She cleared her throat to grab his attention.

He didn't open his eyes.

She cleared her throat more.

"Say...." He said with his eyes still closed.

"I wanted to ask something...." She said slowly.

"Ask...." He said casually.

"Why did you get upset when i called you monster?" She said looking at him minutely through the rear view mirror. He opened his eyes hearing her ask that.

"Nothing...." He muttered.

"I hate liars...." She said rolling her eyes.

"You already hate me...." He said looking at her throught he mirror.

"No i don't....hate is a strong word....i dislike you...." She shrugged.

"You don't ask questions to people you dislike...." He said as a matter of fact.

"See we don't even know when this jam will clear out....so isn't it better we make it a bit normal and civil for each other?i am really curious....we have fought so much but i have never seen you upset or hurt....and why would you get hurt with my words when we clearly cannot stand each other....so there has to be something....if you are comfortable talking about it please let me know or else i am getting major fomo...." She said honestly.

"Monster was the name of my pet....we used to call him monster kundrra...." He said softly. A soft smile was there on his face as he looked zoned out. In the memory of his pet.

"Oh...." She muttered. "Was?"

"No no I mean is....monster is the name....it is just that monsty isn't with me anymore...." He gave a sad smile.

"Where is monsty?" She asked softly.

"With my ex...."

"Oh....so you meet him?" She asked observing his face.

He shook his head.

She understood and thought it was not okay to poke him any further.

"I am sorry....i didn't mean to hurt you with the memories....it's just that i....i didn't know....i just wanted to call you a monster and added your surname to it...." She said innocently.

He chuckled softly and shook his head hopelessly.

"Lallu...." He muttered.

"Excuse me what?" She asked angrily.

"Lallu wayangankar...." He said looking at her through the mirror.

"I know why you used wayangankar there...." She said with a smirk.

"Why?" He raised his brows.

"Because you know papa's name is prakash...." She chuckled.

"Yeah....i wonder how can you be such an idiot....he is so smart and so is aunty...." He rolled his eyes.

"Shut up...." She said making a face.

"Whatever...." He muttered and closed his eyes.

She sighed again. This guy speaks so less. He can only speak while fighting with her or while insulting her. Otherwise he is so quiet. It irritated the hell out of her. She hated silence.

"Listen...." She said loudly hating the silence.

He didn't say anything. She shook him by his shoulder from behind.

"Say...." He said making a face.

"I am hungry....do you have something to eat?" She said rubbing her stomach.

"You are eating my head since day 1....even that is finished...." He said sarcastically.

She made a face and looked like a sulky kid.

He looked at her face through the mirror and took out a packet of biscuit from the socket behind the passenger seat.

"Have this...." He kept it on her lap.

She smiled happily and opened the packet immediately and stuffed her mouth with 2 biscuits.

He made a face looking at her and shook his head. What was this girl. Legit mad.

"You want?" She forwarded the packet to him.

He shook his head.

"Lo lo....apna hi samjho...." She shrugged.

He sighed deeply and took a biscuit.

"Thanks...." He muttered and started to eat it.

Nice Kundrra. It is your biscuit. And you are saying thanks to her for sharing it with you. Really nice. This girl will drive him crazy for sure.