Preeta, didn't want to start her life in Paris with her broken pieces especially her broken heart, so she glued them all together.
A huge academy was shown. People were gathered around it. Some were opening their camera for taking selfies, some had kept their notebook ready to take autographs.
Suddenly, two boys in their mid-twenties stepped out making all the people shout with excitement.
Fan: Karan! Karan!
Fan 2: Sameer! Sameer!
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The heartthrob of the country, the two best cricketers had just stepped out of the academy. The Karan Luthra and Sameer Luthra.
Karan approached the fans and gave them his autograph and clicked selfies with them while Sameer did the same with his young fans.
They then, sat in the car, brought by their driver, and left for their respective homes.
Karan reached his home. He went to his room and kept his cricket kit in place and freshened up.
Karan: Mom.. Mein Sammy ke ghar ja raha hoon..
He was about to leave when someone held his ear.
Rakhi: Sammy aur Srishti.. Firse.. Arre.. Ek kaam kar.. Wahin jaake bas ja..
Karan(kissing her cheek): Aapse door kaise mom? Jaldi aa jaunga.. Bye.
He runs and leaves.
Meanwhile, In Paris,
A girl was shown getting ready. She was standing in front of the mirror, curling her hair and listening to the radio.
Her room looked mesmerizing. It was a total girly room with a beautiful view outside.
Radio: Aur aaj ki shaayari.. Lamha Lamha.. bhaar hai tere bagair.. Zindagi dushwaar hai tere bagair..
The girl kept the curler in front of her, pretending it to be a mike.
Unison: Shaam-e-gham karwat badalta hi nahi, Waqt bhi khuddar hai tere bagair.
Radio: Aur issi ke saath aaj ka..
The girl switched off the radio and looked towards the mirror.
She was revealed to be Preeta.
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