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and sometimes in a crowd.

Who will come to

search for the destination?

"My heart starts to beat,

without any reason."

Is this called love?

I never got anyones love.

Not even of my own parents.

"But whoever he is,

it seems he is my own."

But I have not told

my name to him yet.

I wish that he

should be close to me...

...but he should never come near me.

My fate frightens me.

"What if he comes to meet me,

after knowing my name?"

And what if fate separates us?

"No. I will not tell him

my name, nor will I ask his."

I dont want to

lose what I have got.

"Sameer, Sameer! What is the matter?"

You dont even talk

to me on the phone.

"Im busy, I will call later."

"Janhvi, there was an urgent

assignment. I was busy in that."

You have always been working.

But you have never

avoided me in such a way.

"Avoid? Janhvi, God

knows what you think up!"

And you dont think at all!

I am thinking nowadays.

I keep on thinking.

What? Wont you tell me?

I myself dont know.

What do I tell you then?

What do you not know?

Say something Sameer.

"I think that Ive fallen in love.

It feels strange, doesnt it?"

Even I dont believe it.

Whom do you not have faith on?

On yourself or on your love?

On her. I dont know if she too...

Its easy. Ask her and see.

"No, I am scared,

What if she rejects me?"

She wont. Please ask.

Not now. After a few days.

Why not right now?

Please ask right now.

You will get the answer.

She loves you too

- What are you doing here?

"Were swimming, will you learn?"

III take this

problem away from here.

Then III see how she will talk.

Leave it. Why are you

worrying so much for that phone?

If you dont speak

with that wrong number...

"...for a few days, what will happen?"

What will happen?

Nothing will happen.

Rest of them will also call.

"Muskaan, youre in love

and with that wrong number."

"The one I dont know, never

seen him before... - Ive heard it."

Ive seen it. There

is no logic for love.

And you only said there you

can love a spirit and soul.

And spirit and

soul do not see faces.

I dont know how much youre

right for what youre saying.

But its true that I

eagerly wait to talk to him.

My life is just like

limited to this phone.

"When I speak to him, it

feels like has someone close."

What happened?

Im trying since when.

"There were some problems,

but now everything is fine."

My poem is completed.

"Really, then lets listen to it."

I wont say it like this.

- Then how will you say it?

By asking you to promise me.

"You wont ask my name, would you?"

No. - Then what kind

of promise do you want?

I want to hear my poem by you.

"Darling, hiding away.

Hiding away from the whole world."

You said something

that my heart is lost.

Darling!

"Darling, hiding away."

Hiding away from the whole world.

You said something

that my heart is lost.

"Darling, hiding away.

Hiding away from the whole world."

You said something

that my heart is lost.

I dont know when love happened.

I accepted you my beloved.

"Darling, hiding away.

Hiding away from the whole world."

You said something

that my heart is lost.

I dont know when love happened.

I accepted you my beloved.

Your every smile has

such great magic in it.

"Without seeing you,

your admirer is out of control."

Even I can feel you every moment.

I swear by you.

"In the arms of this weather,

on the unknown paths."

You said something

that my heart is lost.

I dont know when love happened.

I accepted you my beloved.

"I only wrote about you darling,

every day and night."

"On every heartbeat Ive been

in restlessness, I wrote your name."

"I cant live, separated from you."

"I cant live, separated

from you, oh darling."

In gardens and in barren lands.

You came and

whispered in my ears.

You said something

that my heart is lost.

I dont know when love happened.

I accepted you my beloved.

"Sameer, we have to prepare

for the meeting in evening."

We have to give the

final touches to the designs.

Even the color scheme

has to be prepared.

"Sameer, the meetings

is at 8 oclock and..."

"Hold on a second,

III give it to Sameer."

"Yes Satin. - Everything

is ready, come to Simla."

"Okay, III arrive in two days."

"Listen to me, why dont you

come to Simla for tour with us?"

This inter college dance

competition are always like picnic.

"Do you know, Shweta? Its

been more than 3 years..."

...since I met father. And

more than year since I met mother.

And only these 15 days has free.

Otherwise he is on

his business tours...

...or busy in his office meetings.

"Yes, know that. After

you parents divorced you..."

Ive been leaving like an orphan.

Now this hostel is my home.

Even though I have parents

but they dont exist for me.

"And that wrong number, have

you told her that youre leaving?"

"Every time I thought I would

say it to him, but I couldnt."

If its possible then

meet him once before leaving.

"I dont know Shweta,

Im scared about this."

Not love but

theres still a little hope.

Im living in a fantasy.

This hope can also be a lie.

And this hope has now

become the support of my life.

If this falls apart then I

dont know how I will bare.

"Go it must be him calling,

go talk to him."

Fine and you?

I absolutely fine.

Your voice is the

mirror of your heart.

And now this mirror

shows that youre not happy.

Im leaving town... Im going

out of this country for 15 days.

"Yes, to my father."

Even I was leaving for

15 days to go someplace.

But got troubled thinking

how to tell you about it.

Now?

Now what? Simple.

Well talk after 15 days.

"We wont talk, well

meet after 15 days. - Meet?"

We dont know any

thing about each other.

We dont even know

each others names.

Because from the start

it was just a joke for us.

But now its not a joke anymore.

Thats why we have to

meet and make a decision.

What decision?

Ive already decided. Just

Want to tell it after meeting you.

Really? - Absolutely.

This is my promise.

But youre breaking your promise.

Remember I had told you one day...

...there shouldnt be tears in

your eyes but a smile on your face.

You are going so far away from me.

"Im going far away, but

when ever you close your eyes..."

...and think of me then

youll know that Im close to you.

Very close to you.

"15 days, that means 1st of January."

"1st Jan, 6 oclock in the evening,

at India Gate, well meet."

"Muskaan, have you

finished your packing?"

Yes. Ill take a taxi

and leave for the airport.

"Has you bus arrived?

- Yes, its here."

You reach to the airport

and take my boarding pass.

Ill just meet my

mother and come back.

"Jaanvi is also coming

at airport, isnt she?"

Shell pick me up at home.

Madam theres a call for you.

"Dear Muskaan, its papa here."

"Yes, papa. I was just leaving."

I thought I should tell

you this when youre coming.

"Dear Muskaan, Im getting

married day after tomorrow."

Youre getting married?

Even mom got married again.

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