"Just answer it Warisha. You would have loved me or no? "

"No."

Hearing my answer he kicked the brake harshly, both of us taken aback from the sudden jerk "Sanam!" I held his hand tightly, closing my eyes. He removed my hand from his furiously and got out from the car.

"Sanam!" I called out getting out as well. What's wrong with him? He didn't even let me complete my words. I wanted to say more, so much more.

Seeing his figure walking away from me I felt that he was walking out from my life. My vision becoming blurry because of the tears that were building up in my eyes. "Sanam!" I called out again and then fell hard on the concrete road because of my pace. Not caring for anything else I removed my broken heels, I felt a piercing pain when I stood up, ignoring it I called him again, trying my best to catch him.

When I was about 6 feet away I called again, "Listen to me! I haven't completed yet!"

"SANAM!" I shouted forcing him to face me, "What's wrong with you?" I shook his shoulder "You're taking my reply in wrong way!"

"Then what does a 'no' mean?"

"No...if you weren't 'Sanam Puri from the band SANAM', I wouldn't have known that such beautiful soul is there. If you weren't 'The Sensation', I wouldn't have risked or lied to my family to attain a damn concert just to see you! To see your smile and listen to your voice! You being 'THE Sanam Puri' helped me to meet you! If you weren't the Sanam Puri then I wouldn't have known that there was a boy born in Delhi and bought up in Muscat. A boy who chased his dream with his brother and friends. So yes! I wouldn't have fallen for you if you weren't 'Sanam Puri from the band SANAM'." I said in one breath, pointing my finger on his chest with tears leaking down.

We stood there in silence. I cupped his face in my hand. "I know there's something going in your mind." just tell me what I am thinking is wrong "you don't have to stress about it. Just remember that my love for you is unconditional. I'll love you no matter what happens. Please don't behave like this. It's killing me, Sanam. Please."

He removed my hand from him "Warisha, leave me alone."

"No, I'm not going to leave you alone. Specially when you're asking me to; because it's the time when we need someone by our side. Maybe I am immature but itni bhi nahi that I don't know when you need me and when you don't."

His shoulder were slumber, expression unreadable, eyes dark with rage. The person in front of me was clearly different Sanam, not someone I have known for years. What had happened that he is behaving like this. "Please chalo.." I held him by his wrist but he didn't bulge rather he pulled me to him and I crashed on his body harshly "Ah.."

Angling my head he smashed his lips with mine. His kiss was rough and angry. Definitely not the way he had kissed me before. I tried to push him away but I gave in and responded to his kiss. Then his lips softened and the kiss became gentle. I pulled apart and my senses were back to work that's when I felt piercing pain on my feet. Ignoring it, I looked at Sanam who was looking a bit calm than before "Sorry for whatever I did today. I think I'm just...tired." he said in low voice.

I gave him a warm smile nodding at him, "Lets go home." He held my hand and as I took a step, I felt the electrifying pain again which made me stumble, "Ouch!"

Sanam was fast enough to encircle his arm around me, saving me from falling on my face, "what happened?" he asked in panic.

"I don't know." I cried bending to touch the source of pain. He scooped me in his arm. "Sanam..I'm fine." I said in faint voice wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Who asked you to run with those stupid shoes?" he said in angry voice which showed his care and panic for me. I didn't say anything but snuggled close to him. He shook his head and walked us to his car settling me on passenger seat he took a look at my feet and a dark cloud appeared in front of my eyes after seeing my bleeding feet.

"From where did you get this cut?" he asked furiously removing a piece of glass from my foot and blood started to ooze from the cut. "Ahh..."

"For a minute I thought that you are mature but now I doubt. Look at this cut! And you didn't even realize that your foot is bleeding huh?" he was scolding me as he took out his handkerchief from his pocket and tying it on my wound to prevent it from bleeding. "It's hurting." I cried squeezing his shoulder to get rid of the pain.

"What do you expect?" he snapped walking quickly toward the driving seat and getting in.

"Fasten your seatbelt." he ordered and I obeyed. He started the engine and I was looking at him. He took a glance at me giving me the look ISKA-KUCH-NAHI-HOSAKTA.

"You're okay, Sanam?" I asked him after gaining my composer and ignoring the sick feeling of those sensation which was reminding of my bloody foot.

"Its me who should be asking this question..." he looked at me "You're okay?"

"At least my would is visible to you." I replied in reflex and seeing his expression harden, I regretted it immediately. "I mean...you can see my would right?" I gave him a smile to cover up.

Keeping his eyes fixed on road he replied, "I exactly know what you meant. And...you need medication for that." he pointed at my foot.

"Its fine Sanam! A small cut. Ointment would do." I panicked thinking of visiting a hospital or things like that.

He smirked, "Yeah? I have seen that cut and the glass piece was of some bottle. You probably need an injection for that."

"Tum doctor nahi ho!" I snapped.

"That's why I'm taking you to one." he said calmly "and guess what? You can't run away." he added with a chuckle.

I threw my head on headrest crying in panic and irritation. The stubborn Sanam drove us to a Clinic, and carried me inside and made me comfortable on a stretcher bed. The doctor examined the cut and said "Nothing to be panic.." cleaning my wound and covering it "just a tetanus." he smiled and the remaining blood drained out of my body.

"Doc its fine!"

Doctor smiled at me preparing the injection. I looked at Sanam "No tantrums." he warned standing beside me "You are not a baby..tum hi ne kaha tha."

"Don't manipulate my words." I said with heavy voice, my throat feeling heavy due to tears. The doctor asked me to roll up my sleeve and without my will I did. The doctor was chuckling at me and I held Sanam's arms tightly, burring my head in his chest. I felt a cold liquid being rubbed on small portion and then a piercing pain "Arghh.." I gritted my teeth as the doc forced the alien liquid that's the medicine, in my body. Sanam squeezed my shoulder "It's done. "

"Don't laugh." I said quiet angrily while rubbing the cotton ball on the injected area and he laughed harder shaking his head. I stood from the streacher making faces on feeling the pain.

"You can't walk with that wound!" Sanam snapped while sliding his arm around my waist. I kept my hand on his shoulder for support.

"I did walk and stood too with this same wound." I reminded him. He shook his head "Thanks Doc!" he said scooping me back and saying in hushed voice, "your anger and rage blocked your senses." he pointed.

Weird, how our one feeling block all our senses, making it so numb that sometimes we don't even feel the physical pain we are going through. May that feeling be anger, rage or in my case- fear to loose the love of my life.

He settled me on seat again, "You can't carry me like this to my home. I have to walk, you know?" I reminded .

"And why can't I?" he asked as he brought the engine to life.

"My brother is there." I smiled cheekily.

"But you're injured and you can't walk." he copied my gesture. I just smiled that I was able to make him smile and laugh and forget whatever was making him like that.

Lag Jaa Gale ke phir yeh...

Quickly I answered bhai's call "Hello?"

"Where are you Rishu? Its ten thirty now." he said from other side.

"Bas a little more. We are on our way bhai." I replied glancing at Sanam.

"We?"

"Sanam...and me." I said hesitantly.

"Oh..."

"Ah Bhai! Can you come at main gate after like...ten minutes?"

"Why?"

"Actually I got an injured foot and can't walk properly ..."

"How the hell you got hurt? Is it serious ...deep? Are you ok--"

"God chill! Bhai I'm fine! uff!" I sighed. "It was just a cut duh!"

"Did you see a doct--"

"Doctor, injection, dressing, medication ....everything is done!" I enlightened him.

"Tu hamesha immature ki immature rahegi! Never going to grow --"

"What's the relation of my injury with my maturity?" I snapped angrily and Sanam was snickering beside. "Bye!" with that I disconnected the call.

"Immature." Sanam said under his breath, giggling and shaking his head.

"Urgh!" I groaned.

He drove the car inside our society. "Bhai is going to fetch me." I reminded.

"He isn't here yet." he parked the car opening the door for me and sliding his hand under my knee and back. "Sanam you don't have to." I protested but he ignored. "You never listen to me!" I cried as he carried me to my building waiting for lift.

"As if you do?" he raised his eyebrow "I asked you to leave me alone, did you?"

"No comparison of these to situation." I rolled my eyes at him. The lift door opened.

"Risha?" Shanu bhai panicked seeing me like that and Sanam's look was clearly asking Why is he calling you Risha?

Shanu bhai quickly took me in his arm. "Thik hai tu?"

I nodded in reply looking at Sanam.

"Thanks Sanam for looking after her." he thanked him and Sanam just nodded. Not liking me in someone else arm.

"We are blocking the lift." I reminded them. Sanam nodded turning to go but I stopped him "Upar nahi aaoge?"

"Yeah...please come." Shanu bhai added. Sanam nodded stepping in and pressing the button.

"Sanam, meet my cousin and Ameera's brother Shahnewaz aka my Shanu bhai." I introduced him and saw his expression lighten.

"Pleasure to meet you."

"Same here." Sanam smiled.

"Maine to bhai ko ane ko bola tha. Why you?" I asked him.

"He's changing the decor of your room so that his princess sister don't have any trouble." he teased and Sanam giggled. I flashed a sarcastic smile to both of them.

"Where's shoes?"

"I am wearing them as earrings. Idiot."

"Kuch khaya kar. Hanger kahi ki. Itna light kaun hota hai?" He made fun of my weight.

"Shut up!"

The lift door opened and I saw my impatient brother waiting for me "Rishu!" he took me in his arms.

"WHAT THE HELL! I am not a parcel that you guys are passing me to one another!" I screamed being irritated.

"Chup kar! kaise hua.....Sanam?" my brother looked at him.

"Um...hi!" Sanam greeted him awkwardly.

"Hello. Come in please."

"Sanam...Wari..." Ameera rushed in our direction helping me to sit on sofa.

"Yaar I am okay! Stop treating me like a doll."

"If you ever grow up. So called emerging talent and look at your clumsy self! At morning also, you collided with some girl--"

"Natasha." I interrupted bhai's words.

"Natasha? Natasha who?" he questioned taking his seat beside Ameera.

"The girl with whom I collided. Phone swapped, we met, that's how I know her name." I told him my whole story by joining two monosyllable and I noticed that Sanam's expression was hard again on just mentioning of her name.

After having a small casual talk with my brother and cousin, Sanam left for his home not before reminding me to take the pain killers.

Both my brothers thanked him for making it to doctor and looking after me and he gave the usual 'farz' wala line. INDIAN MOVIE KEEDA!

Being fade up of being in arm of three boys I made sure that the two person will just support me to walk to my room. After taking the painkillers I slipped into deep slumber.

When I woke up I saw an extremely angry brother sitting in corner of my bed. "Bhai...?"

He threw the newspaper on my lap. My eyes went wide on seeing the headlines and the picture on it "Explain."