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It was ten o'clock in the night.
Shaurya was anticipating Shaan's arrival.
He was constantly pacing across Shaan's room.
His mind was a jumble of conflict, rage, and feelings.
He had checked Anokhi's bio-data and discovered she hailed from the small village of Khera Dona in the Kapurthala district.
He wondered if Anokhi had come here on Aastha's recommendation, if Aastha had sent her here on purpose.
"Badi maa ki baat bhi sahi hain... vo ek chhote se gaaon se hai... aur itne saare colleges ke hote hue bhi vo vha itni door se Delhi mein hi kyun padhne aayi ?... "
"Maana ki vo intelligent hain lekin aisa bhi to ho hi sakta hai ki Miss Kashyap ne a... apne... apne faayde ke liye use yaha bheja ho...", he chose his brain over his heart even though his heart wasn't ready to believe it.
"I'm sure... Miss Bhalla UNKE kehne par yaha aayi hogi... agar aisa nhi hai toh fir Dad ko bhala kaise pta chala ki vo Miss Kashyap ki student hain... zaroor usne khud bataya hoga Dad ko apne aur apni mam ke baare mein..."
He had witnessed Anokhi's wisdom on the very first day of his lecture, but he wasn't ready to acknowledge the fact that MISS KASHYAP's student topped his college's entrance exam.
A click sound jolted him out of his trance.
Shaan had returned.
"Shaurya ?...", Shaan looked baffled.
"Tum yaha ?..."
He and Shaurya rarely speak; it hurts them both, but it's better to be silent than to argue.
"Kya hua Shaurya... tum soye nhi abhi tak ?..."
Shaurya approached him and said, "Aapko pta tha... Us ladki ke baare mein aapko pta tha... haina..."
Shaan was confused, he couldn't figure out what Shaurya was asking about.
"Kya keh rhe ho Shaurya ?... Kaunsi ladki ?... Kiski baat kar rhe ho ?... "
"Aap chhupaane ki koshish kyu kar rhe hain Dad... mujhe pta chal gaya hain ki vo ladki Miss Kashyap ki student hain..."
Shaan realized who he was talking about after a few seconds of interpreting his words.
He let out a tired sigh.
"Shaurya... "
"Bohot raat ho gayi hain... jaake so jaao..."
"Main is baare mein abhi koi baat nhi karna chahta..."
"Aapko baat karni hogi Dad... aapko pta tha ki vo Miss Bhalla UNKI student hain... isiliye... isiliye aaj subha usse itne haskar baat kar rhe the na Dad..."
