Sidharth was standing in his room after getting ready for the party, waiting for Shehnaaz, he was not sure whether she will wear the red dress or not, it's not that he want to force her for something which she is not ready for, but yes he really wants to bring her out of her dark past, to make her forget everything about her past and help her to live in her present, enjoy her life and let her dream about future.
Coming to the red colour, he has seen that dress before when he ordered the baby pink gown on her birthday, and that moment he had a strong desire yes he admits he want to see her in red,he
loves her a lot and he really wanted to see her in the colour of love and passion but he was sure Shehnaaz was not ready that time but now after months he really wanted to take this step forward when she has already started wearing modern dresses.
One more thing he couldn't deny was with time his longing for her, his love for her and, his wish to make her hold his hand and work in the path of life was increasing day by day. And today after a lot of argument in his mind he gifted her that, but when he saw her reaction he felt little bad, he came out of the room because forcing her was not his motive, moreover Shehnaaz looks pretty in all attire and he has accepted her the way she is, and for her comfort his wishes even doesn't matter to him. His self reverie was broken with her sweet melodic voice.
Shehnaaz-I am ready (she was facing his back)
Sid-Hmnn tum living room mai ja ke baitho I am coming
Shehnaaz-aap dekhenge nahii mujhae...
Sid- shehnaaz please... You have your liberty to wear anything you like, and I will never force you for anything and you look good in all colours and dress, so it's ok, jo bhi tumne pehena hai its
obvious you will look good so go and wait.
Hot tears were scorching down his cheeks, he didn't want her to see that her not wearing red had affected him so much; somewhere down his heart he had started believing that she belongs to him, she may not have confessed but she trust him and deep down she loves him, but today actually it was not about the colour red but the fact he felt that still now the tag of Mrs Paras Garg is all that matters to her, his existence is still in her heart and that is what is breaking him down. He was quite, and then rubbing his tears when he was just about to turn, he felt a soft touch on his shoulders. Her touch immediately cooled him, he was not angry at her he can never be but yes he was feeling broken.
Shehnaaz- aap ak bar bhi mere taraf dekhenge nahii?
Sid- Shehnaaz please don't make things complicated go down I am coming. We can talk later.
Shehnaaz -Kuch bhi kehne se pehle mujhae aap se kuch kehna hai. Sid mai aap ko Sidharth jii bulati thi, aap mere bhai ke dost ho, mujse bde ho, par aapne kaha tha ki we are friends mai
aap ko Sid bulau and it was you who said that I can share anything with you, mai aap ki haar baat manti hu, and aap ki diya hua kuch bhi gifts matter to me a lot, jab apne mujhe red dress diya I didn't reject your gift but what was my thinking I shared with you, kya mujhe haq nahi hai apne friend se aapne dil ki baat share karu, specially mere woh friend se jisne mujhe mere complicated thoughts sae bahar nikala, apne mujhe us waqt samjha jab maine Mumbai ane
ki peheli raat mai apne frustrations aap pai nikala tha, appko yaad hai us raat maine kaha tha ki I trust you that night I slept in your arms I felt protected and secured.Agar bhai nai initiative lekar mujhe physically Rajasthan se yaha le aya, apne mentally mujhe har waqt support kiya hai, and today once again I am saying Sid mai aapko blindly trust
kartii hu.But when you said that the tag of Paras Garg matters to me, you know what today first time apne mujhe bohot hurt kiya hai, I wish I could show you ki Late Paras Garg ki tag aaj bhi
kitna painful hai mere liya, but ...rehena dijiya aap nahi samjhenge.. it hurts ki aapne mujhe galat samjha, I am going down... you come soon.
