Our Album Project was almost over and now we were on our Concert Tour. It was all fun, we were rehearsing for the show and exploring the city as well. But my dear brother stole my girlfriend all this time. I don't know what they had to talk about something so important that whenever they got time, they used to start their secret discussion. Even Suman had this complain.

Yesterday morning when Warisha and I were having breakfast-

"Can we order something else, Sanam, please..? " Warisha made face on seeing fruit salad as our breakfast.

"It's healthy and yummy, Warisha."

"Mujhe nahi khana healthy! Mujhe...mujhe KHANA khana hai. Proper food! " She whined.

"Proper food as in? "

"Parathe to yaha milne se rahe.. " she rolled her eyes, "Then toast and omelette se bhi kaam chal jayega mera." Before I could open my mouth to say something she pointed, "and I know tum Vegan hu.. But main nahi hoon na, Sanam." She cried, "Tumhare liye kuch bhi kar sakti hu.. But vegan nahi ban sakti. Sorry..." She held her ears and I couldn't help myself but smile at her.

"You're mad, Warisha. Completely mad."

"Hindi mein bolo." She grinned.

I knitted my eyebrows together at this weird request but said it anyway, "Tum pagal ho, Warisha. Bilkul pagal."

She smiled broadly saying: "Tumhare pyaar mein, haa!" and both of us started laughing after this favorite line of hers, then my brother made his entry and held her hand.

"Warisha, come fast."

"Samar, kya hua? " I asked him.

He completely ignored me and said to Warisha, "bohout badi problem hogai hai. Chal na! " he almost dragged her. They didn't even bother to look at me or speak to me before leaving. Like what?

"Warisha... Samar! " I called but no use.

I continued with my breakfast and Keshav came and sat on the spot where Warisha was sitting, "Akele -akele hi, Sanam. Not good huh." He sighed taking a bite from the plate kept in front of him and after that he realized, "Whose plate was this?"

"Warisha."

He chuckled, "no wonder why it's untouched."

"I wonder why..." I narrowed my eyes at him signing him to explain.

"Bro... A girl born and brought up in Kolkata, eating this? Kab dekha hai tune use yeh sab khate hue? " he laughed. "Bengali's food is incomplete without fishes. Don't you know? "

"That's a myth, Keshu." I shook my head. "Who have fishes for breakfast? Plus, She lived with Samar and me for so long but never for once she asked for non-veg."

"That's because she was having it at my place." He laughed again and I widened my eyes.

"What?"

He nodded, "Yes. She felt that it wouldn't be nice if she eats chicken in front of two vegans."

She could have told me that.

"Where is she by the way? " he asked about her.

"Don't know. Samar dragged her somewhere." I said completing my food.

"What's up with these two? Jabse tour start hua.. They keep having their secret discussion."

"You noticed it too? "

"Everyone has, Come on!"

I humped straightening on my chair and Keshav started teasing me, "Waise Sanam... First, she called you unromantic and spending less time with you. Kahi.... You know.. "

"Keshu...mere bhai..woh apna time mere bhai ke saath spend kar rahi hai. Isme tujhe kya 'kahi' dikh raha hai? " I smiled sarcastically.

"You mean the bhai who is the romantic one? " he continued.

"Keshu.. " I laughed. "Kuch bhi."

"Aray... I mean, are they planning something or what? " he said casually.

"Planning? " I frowned, "Planning what? "

"I don't know.. But the way Samar is behaving these days, I think he is going to do something big."

This made me think and recall Samar's behavior these past days. Keshu was right. He was indeed behaving strangely around us. "Yeah.. You are right, Keshu, He is."

"Samar ko dekha kya kahi? " Suman came to us.

"He is with Warisha." Keshav said and she was about to ask where but before that I told her, "and we don't know where."

She sat on the empty seat beside us, "Yaar, I don't what's wrong with him. He is behaving so strangely these days."

"Tujhe bhi lagta hai yeh? " I blurted.

"Mujhe bhi? " she asked, "kyu, aur kise lagta hai aisa? "

I pointed my eyes at Keshu and he nodded, agreeing and looking at her.

"When was the last time he behaved like this? " I asked them.

Keshav shrugged his shoulder whereas Suman gasped, "when he asked me to get engaged."

I looked at her. Yeah... He did behave nervous and silly before asking her.

"But ab kyu? " Suman and I said together looking at each other.

"Ab kya bolu...? " Keshav said with an innocent face making Suman and me glare at him.

"Jo bhi bolega... Bakwass hi hoga." Suman groaned walking away from there.

Keshav leaned on his chair with a grin, "Maine to kuch bola hi nahi."

I shook my head and walked out from there too, leaving Keshav with our unfinished breakfast.

I was roaming at the lawn area, looking for Samar and Warisha. This was they could probably be. After searching for a minute, I found the near the poolside.

I was approaching towards them but I stopped a quite distance away when I heard what they were talking about.

"I don't know log mere baare mein kya sochenge? " Samar asked her.

Warisha frowned at him, "Samar, yeh tum ab soch rahe ho? Itna sab karne baad? And logo ka kya hai yaar. It's about what makes you happy! "

What are they talking about?

"I'm already engaged to Suman and now this. How would she react after that? " he sounded so nervous.

"Unka reaction to time aane pe hi pata chalega na. Why are you thinking about it so much. Everyone will get suspicious and I'm damn sure that Sanam ko to pakka shaq ho hi gaya hoga that humdono ke beech kuch khichdi pak rahi hai."

In dono ke beech khichdi??? What khichdi dude?! Their conversation was senseless to me. And the sense that it was making.. I didn't want to think that. No.

"To sahi to hai. Pak to rahi hai na.. Khichdi. "

"Samar.. You were the one who started this, okay? And now you cannot back out." She had her warning look on her face.

"I'm not backing out yaar. I'm just scared and nervous thinking that how everyone's going to react! "

"God, Samar! Kitne baar bolu it's not about the log! It's about you and the person you want to spend your life with. And about engagement! " she rose up from the seat, "Kitne log hai jinki ek se zyada engagement hui- Sanam tum?! " she gasped when she noticed my presence. Samar stood up in a jilt and looked at me as if I have caught his mischief.

"Sanam.. " he hurriedly asked, "Tune kuch suna to nahi? "

Before I could say anything Warisha started her part, "Sanam agar tumne kuch suna bhi hai toh please Di ko kuch mat batana. I don't want that."

I just stood there quietly, running my eyes between Samar and Warisha. Though I listened everything but still I asked, "Maine kya nahi suna?"

Samar sighed, "Thank God. Waise bhi tere kaam ka nahi tha."

Bhai, you were in a conversation with my girlfriend about something that you don't want to share with anyone and tu keh raha hai mere kaam ka nahi tha? Seriously?!

"Kya?" I asked Warisha, who was just looking at me.

She shook her, "Nothing." She kept her eyes fixed on me but told Samar, "Samar, tum jao.. We'll talk about it later. I need my time with him."

"Okay... Bye." He left from there walking inside.

"Bye."

She took quick steps towards me. "I know tumne sab suna! " she hissed.

She knows? Iske sar ke piche bhi aankhein hai kya and why is she angry at me when it's me who should be angry after listening to the conversation she was having with Samar. Ek se zyada engagement ka kya matlab???

"How do you know maine sab suna ya nahi? " I asked her casually.

"Because you simply said 'maine kya nahi suna'; that means you know what Samar and I were talking about. And agar tumne nahi suna hota na.. Toh you would have pretended to be knowing everything, thinking that we'll spill the beans ourself." She said, proud of knowing me so well.

I rolled me eyes and she held my hand, "Sanam please, di ko pata chalna nahi chahiye. Samar aise hi-"

"Samar?" I mocked, "Warisha, they are engaged and how could -"

"So what if they are engaged yaar!" She almost shouted, "Is their some rule that says people can get engaged only once in their life, huh? "

"Why are you getting -" before losing my temper I realized what our surrounding was. "Not here." I whispered to her and then we came to my room.

"Sanam, I don't -"

"Sshhh.. " I kept my finger on her lips, "Quiet."

"How could you do this? How? I know you had or maybe still have a crush on him but still how could you do this knowing he is engaged? " I finally asked about what I heard.

"Crush? From where did this come man? "

"Come on. Tum ne ek baar bhi mere aur Suman ke baare mein nahi socha, Risha? "

"Huh... Di ka to theek hai. Par tum beech mein kaha se aagaye? " she asked confusedly.

"Main? Main beech main aaya? " I heave a sort breath, "Are you listening to yourself? "

"Sanam... Tum soch kya rahe ho exactly? "

"Tumhare aur Samar ke conversation sunne ke baad main kya soch sakta hu? "

"Samar's proposal. What else? " she said nonchalantly.

My mouth fell open at her casual tone, How could she talk about it so casually.

"Exactly." I nodded.

"God.." She sighed, "you brothers na..khud to zaroorat se zyada sochte ho aur doosro ka bhi dimaag kharab karte." She held my hand, "chalo.. Bohout bhook lagi mujhe. Samar ke chakkar me breakfast bhi nahi kiya." She dragged me out with herself.

How could she be so normal with me after telling about Samar's proposal. AND HOW COULD SAMAR DO THAT? HOW???? Is this really what I'm thinking or it has some other meaning.

we were roaming in streets of Paris.

"Paris... World's most romantic place." I said admiring the beauty of this city while walking with my Team & friends.

"There is no particular romantic place, Sanam. It depends on the person we are with." Warisha spoke.

"Then go to Samar na, tumhare liye to wahi romantic hai.. Main to hu hi unromantic." I mocked.

"Exactly." She smiled sarcastically and then looking at Samar with admiringly eyes she said, "look at him... He is treating Di so nicely... " and then glared at me, "aur ek tum ho."

I stopped her holding her hand. She turned looking at me and I watched as rest of our group continued their walk. "Kya hua, Sanam? "

"Samar ne sach me propose -"

She came close to me and covered my mouth from her palm, "Sshhh... Dheere.. Di ne sunliya toh? "

I removed her hand and pulled her closer, looking into her eyes I said, "pata to chalne hi wala hai na.. What you and Samar are doing."

She blinked looking at me, "Is everything okay, Sanam? "

You are asking me this?

"What do you think?"

"I think.. Everything is as it should be.. But I'm sorry if this secret hurt you. Maine bola tha Samar ko tumhe batane ko but he thought ke tum di ko bata doge to-"

I cut her off, "Itni badi baat main Suman se chipau kaise, Warisha?"

"Thode der ki hi to baat hai, Sanam. Please. Aur tumhe kya problem hai? "

"How can you say this yaar. Ain't you feeling guilty for doing this? Doing all this behind my back. "

"Trust me... Mujhe bilkul acha nahi lagraha tha because of all these secrecy but now that you know.. I feel relieved. But please.. Di ko kuch mat bolna."

"Nahi bataunga.. Kisi ko kuch nahi bataunga.. Happy? "

She smiled nodding a yes.

I let go her hand, she stared at me confusedly. Why was she acting like this... As if she didn't know why I was behaving like this.

I followed the steps of rest of my group and so did she.