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Here Comes the next Chapter. I know you guys are waiting for Swasan love story to kick start. It will very soon, but little patience would be appreciated.

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Blink and Breath...

For few minutes these two words turned non existent for Swara. He was same , but different. Clad in a Hifi slim fit black suit. What was it ?Versace,Tom Ford or Armani? Whatever ! It was tailor made for him, just for him. He paired it up with a silk tie,sleek trousers and leather lace up shoes,all smooth and shiny . Elegant and sophisticated.

His well trimmed hair, slicked back was styled to perfection ,not a strand of hair was out of place. Infact it was so perfectly set , one wouldn't dare to touch ,for the fear of disrupting it.His light moustache and one day stubble just notched up the sexy quotient.And she exactly know how good it feels under her fingers, the rasp of it .

His eyes, the same deep black and dark, dragging her into depths of them, but the slight wrinkle at his eyebrows snapped Swara out of her dreamy stare session.

Sanskaar cast a doubtful look at the woman before him.Did he get the wrong one?She looked like an intern, the blazer and all, the specs, her hair pulled back into an high ponytail and the college bag, Definitely an intern, but ...the way she was looking at him unblinking ,It looked like  he was the one under question.

His eyebrows narrowed slightly trying to gauge her. "Swara Bose?" He asked again to confirm.

Yes ! Swara blinked finding her lost breath and voice.

Aah! Right one, Sanskaar nodded with a smile . Great! was all he said and turned to his PA.

Not a flicker of recognition. Disappointed? Nah! She was relieved. The girl that night was someone else,an alter ego version.He wouldn't have a clue and she had no intentions of giving any.

She was glad, they didn't shake hands, for his were full with laptop case in one and files in another. He already gave an apologetic look for the same , she nodded in understanding. 

Thank God! She's on 'no touching' policy ,Not even tip of his finger .She's gonna stay miles away. His slight touch would just rekindle fire and set embers glowing  like that night when he smouldered her into ashes .Not Again.

Too dangerous and risky.

She stood watching as he quickly passed instructions to Rosy on checking the possibility of preponing some Mehta's meeting and  giving a cue before 10 minutes for the first meet of the day . Then he turned to her and gestured to follow.  Swara did with no questions.

As they stepped in, her eyes scanned room curiously. A spacious one, at one end was a mahogany shelf stocked with books and standing in middle was a L shaped desk with a glossy black glass surface. On top of it were necessary office basics, a leather notebook ,a framed photograph and an Air Plant Terrarium in round glass with fuchsia moss, turquoise sand and purple agate, looking cute and colorful.

Behind was a high end executive chair, obviously for the boss and two little ones at front. Few feet away was a comfortable looking sofa set , a tea table with few magazines, all neatly arranged.Swara could immediately picture few delegates having a meet over tea or coffee.

Walls painted in soft shades of blue and grey lent a formal and classy look as exquisite paintings hanging around.The glass cabin with blinds drawn away let light flow in naturally and offered a splendid view of lawn and garden behind. Greenery! pleasant and soothing on eyes and few colorful flowers popping out here and there. A lovely sight it was...

The entire cabin carried combined vibes of a formal and informal setting. She could feel the effect ,not intimidating but putting one at ease instantly.

By the time she moved her eyes back to him, his laptop was out on table as well as files placed neatly on a side. As he settled down ,he gestured her to sit and she did with a silent nod, right in front of him at other end.

She watched him scan through her file. It took only quick few minutes. " Good credentials ,class topper and you have done quite a good number of mini projects too. Impressive." He gave her an appreciative glance .

Did Her heart do a double flip? Calm down Swara!Calm down. He just looked at you Ok! Relax .

Much to her relief ,they were back to talking business, thankfully.He explained her about his own project, heard her ideas with keen interest . His brother was right! She has a spark and he had to agree , their line of interests were quite similar. It would be easy to work and it's a win win game.

"Great!" He pulled out one more file from his desk and handed it over to her." I want you to go through this .This is what I have been working on. It will give you a better idea and I need an outline of your project on paper in clear terms. That would help us to get started."

Swara nodded.

"I am not sure If we can catch up today as my schedule is jam packed .We will, as and when time and my schedule permits, can be in morning or before we call the day off .Depends! I will ask my secretary to have a space set up for you along with her and work on one particular time slot for us. That should make things fairly easy for us.How does that sound? Good?" He asked leaning little forward and waited expectantly.

Why doesn't she talk? Is she one of those silent types?All she does is to nod. And he felt unsettled.If it was her intact gaze before, now its her silence. He was bothered. It felt vaguely familiar.

"Yes! Sir," Her voice came softly.

Thank God! Finally. She did speak. The intercom buzzed and it was reminder for meeting.Sanskaar checked his watch and then few quick taps on laptop keys followed. " I have to go. We will catch up in soon. Any time , please don't hesitate. You can reach out to Rosy and here's my card."He pushed it slightly towards her , Swara was quick to reach.

"It has my personal number .Drop in a message if only its urgent. I will call you back and I would appreciate if this is not passed around group. I don't entertain untimely calls from unknown numbers . Can I assume we are clear on that?" He asked his eyes fixed on her.

His tone now sounded like strict school teacher issuing a decree. He looked like one. Can she dare to say no especially when he has all serious look .

"Sure ...Sir! " Swara fumbled with words.

"Sanskaar! Just Sanskaar should do.Sir and all..."He dismissed with a nod as he rose from his chair and picked up laptop , few papers from file " I am neither your boss nor you work here and we are from same college , So It should do." He added checking on them.

Swara stood dumbfounded. Just Sanskaar ? How much she have yearned all these years to call him by name. Just once ,Only once and here he is giving her an open bumper offer.Grab It Swara! C'Mon!

Her expression puzzled Sanskaar. She had been doing all these weird stunts with her eyes and expressions, throwing him in loops. He couldn't make head or tail of it. And her unwavering gaze was not making it any easy.

"Miss ! Why are you looking at me as if I have asked you to jump out of building?" Sanskaar quizzed with flicker of amusement ,his eyebrows queuing up.

Swara snapped out and tried to brace herself.

Sanskaar shook his head. He's running out of time and didn't want to trouble her .She seemed little out of place, probably first day. She would need time to settle in. They would.

"Just let it be .Whatever suits you. That's fine." He gave a slight comforting smile and started to leave. It was at the door as he was about to step out, her voice hit him.

"Sanskaar..."

He stopped in tracks. It's not his name but the way she took it, like she had been dying to call him and didn't want to let him go. There was an excitement ,longing, slight hesitation, a dash of happiness and many more he couldn't make out .And it did work. His feet held him to ground processing those feelings she spelled out just by taking his name .It felt like she threw an invisible string holding him captive, A strange pull.

Then there was next stroke. She called again softly ,slowly .His name rolling out from her lips as if she's savouring every letter of it . And His name never felt sweeter, Never. His legs refused to move.He took few minutes to composed before turning to her.

"That's.. That's good. "He muttered not sure of his own voice and words. Ok! this is getting crazier. Get out of  here !was his mind's cue and he obliged .

"Have a nice day, " He added with a smile and stepped out.She watched him from inside ,talking to his secretary pointing at her and in a minute, he was out of her sight.

She stood right there .He walked in and walked out like a dream, but it's all real.

A dreamy reality.

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Sanskaar felt troubled at strange restlessness that took him over. He had been able to push it out during meetings he was occupied with, but it lingered within. He didn't want to tie it up to new intern who turned into his office ,managed to mess him up in a span of few minutes.

Good ! He had a temple trip and meeting coming up.He will be seeing her tomorrow, not today . He needed time to sort and clear his head.

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Sanskaar ... Sanskaar ...Sanskaar

Back in her room ,Swara jumped in glee.All this excitement was too much to take.She met him , talked to him , took his name and she would be working with him for 2 months. How come luck is shining upon her generously.Never ever in her wildest dreams ,she would have imagined this prospect.

She didn't get to see him again today. Rosy mentioned , he was busy caught up with prior commitments, but that hardly bothered her. She was glad one way.Just few minutes in morning ,she's jumbled already . Few more would have been hazardous for her heart and mind.

Swara's thoughts drifted towards her college days

Though their college was referred as 'rich kids college' ,it had fair share of students who managed to get in, on the basis of merit and scholarship. She was one of them. But there had always been an unspoken clear demarcation among students as they hanged out with respective groups. Either of groups hardly spared a glance at each other .The best part , none bothered each other other than few spoilt brats and trouble makers .It's like two different worlds co existed, peacefully.

When was the first time she had seen him? During post college hours ,One evening when he was showing off his guitar playing skills to a bunch of his friends.And it was 'crush at first sight'.

He wore a simple green T shirt and black denims .A playful smile on lips ,windblown hair,that little glint in his eyes, he made such a cute picture but she was drawn to his Music.She simply stood still and watched him from behind pillar as his fingers moved on strings with ease .She always loved Music.Guitar had always been her favourite.Watching him play had a different effect on her all together .

And then he hummed few lines.

Dil ko tumse pyaar hua, pehli baar hua

Tumse pyaar hua

Main bhi aashiq yaar hua, pehli baar hua

Tumse pyaar hua..

Chhaayi hai betaabi

Meri jaan, kaho main kya karoon

She could feel her heart singing .She didn't lose her heart then, but he definitely left an impression on her. From then she would look around if at all she would stumble upon him by chance ,which she did sometimes in canteen, library, college corridors for a brief few minutes.

Every time her heart would flutter, million butterflies would fly inside when he's around. It was a warm and giddy feeling. He never paid attention or glanced at her,ever! Not even once. He wouldn't probably be even aware of her existence. Swara had no complaints.

She was never a sociable person ,an introvert who liked to keep her thoughts and feelings to self.She mostly found solace in Books and Music. Social networking sites were never of her interest , but for first time , she opened one on FB ,just for him.

She would be extremely content staring at his profile pic for hours, noting every little nuance of his features, for his other posts were visible only to his friends. She never contemplated the idea of sending a friend request or approach him. Probably she would be one of hundreds crushing over him . She didn't want to be one of them. Would it even matter to him? No.

She loved living in her own la la land where he would smile at her or sing for her, talk to her, hold her hand, say sweet things ,share a chocolate and the list was endless. But it would be only her and him . Only them..There was no place for a third person in her world . Just her and sunny, like she fondly called him. Her own little happy bubble.

Smiling, Swara pulled out scrapbook from her wardrobe ,carefully hidden below clothes. Her little secrets all locked in this one book.Her fingers traced it gently as she walked up to the bed and sunk comfortable ,leaning on to huge cuddly teddy bear.

She opened first page and stared at his photograph, she managed to get from one of college picnics. Infact she had few more ,especially from these two years from local business tabloids. She had her own pasted next to him.

SUNNY and ME' , was what letters read just below the pic and next pages filled with her own musings about him. She knew he's an unattainable dream. She would never be able to spell out her feelings to him. She was fine with it. He was a fantasy , a fascination who pulled her away into a world ,an enchanted one.

Days passed in college and her fascination just grew by leaps and bounds but one night came that changed everything. That night ...

A knock on door interrupted Swara. Her eyes moved to the entrance , her smile faded slightly.  Standing before  was Sumitra Bose , Her step mother.

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Contd...

So Here ends the update .So what do you think? Are we going Cinderella way or  Is there a twist in tale?How will sunny boy figure out his masked girl or will he fall for his intern? How? When? and Where ?Keep guessing.  

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