"I love you." He heard and saw Suman lying on top of him as his arms were securely placed around her waist.

"Kitna?" He asked innocently. She had told him this a thousand times yet he couldn't get enough of it. Every time she described her love for him, it left the same spark it did she confessed her love the first time.

"Bohot saara. Aisa pyaar jo tumne kabhi socha bhi na ho. Main tumhe sabse, khud se bhi zyaada pyaar karti hoon. Balki, school ke dinon se hi, par apni immaturity mein main itna doobi huyi thi, ki main samajh hi nai payi, main kab aur kaise tumse pyaar karne lagi. Jab bhi mujhe koi help chahiye tha main Tumse aati, kyuki mujhe lagta tha mera haq hai. Jab bhi main udaas hoti thi, main Tumse aati, kyuki tumse woh sukoon milta tha. Jaan hi nai paayi ki voh sirf dosti nai balki pyaar tha. Mujhe tab ehsaas Hua, jab tum London gaye the. Aur phir tumhare aane ka intezaar ki, yahi sochke ki tumhare aane ke din hi, main tumhe apni dil ke baat kahu. I love you." She ended it with a slight kiss on his forehead.

"I love you." She said again as she kissed his eyes.

"I love you." She repeated as she kissed both his cheeks.

"I love you." She said once more she she kissed his nose.

"I love you." Her whisper was heard once more and she leaned forward to kiss his lips, but unfortunately the shrill ringing of the alarm was heard.

Shravan got up with a jolt.

A dream. He sighed sadly.

This was sadly nothing but a dream.

This wasn't the first time he had this particular dream.

A dream that will unfortunately never come true. Because he left that place, he left his family, he left her. Sumo.

His reverie was once again broken by the ear piercing sound of the lightning. It was raining heavily in London. He stood next to the window as he watched the water being poured violently on the ground from the clouds up there.

She loved rains. He thought as he remembered back to a 16 year old Suman dancing and jumping in the rain with a permanent smile etched on her face.

But her last rain in my presence was filled with nothing but grief. His thoughts troubled him once more as a pained expression took over his face as he remembered her crying in the rain hugging her legs to her chest just after Shravan confessed in a fit of anger about him destroying PCT deliberately.

He had so much to tell her. So much to confess. So much to apologise for. But alas, he left without looking back; leaving his apology unsaid and his feelings hidden in his heart...