Naina was saved from Sameer's further talks as the train chugged into a station.
The din of noise increased, along with the crowd of people getting in and out, making it difficult for them to stand at the door.
They went back to their seats, settling back for another couple of hours before the train reached Ahmedabad.
"Munna Pandit honge na tumhare saath?" She asked with a heavy heart as the train gained speed again.
"Shayad... maine kuch kaha nahi hai unse... par woh apne aap hi aa jaate hain... toh shayad abhi bhi aa jaayein." He wished they were there at home... the idea of going to an empty house suddenly seemed miserable.
"Umm... shaadi ka pata hai kya unhe?" She asked a little hesitantly.
She herself had not told Swati about it... only Preeti was aware, besides chachaji and chachiji.
"Nahi... kisiko nahi kaha maine... milkar baat karna chahta tha." He said.
"Tum raat ko mujhe phone karke bata dena ki woh log hain ya nahi tumhare saath... main intezaar karungi." She pressed his hand.
"Aur nahi hue toh... aa jaogi kya?" He shifted closer.
Naina realised what he was trying to do... he was constantly barraging her with his talks full of love... not letting her delve into the gloom that she was sure was surrounding his heart too.
Not wanting to make him feel that his effort was going waste, she kept up the facade of being effected.
"Aa jaungi... bas tum ek baar bol dena." She leaned on his arm, playing along... but meaning every word.
"Naina, tumne ek baar kaha tha ki tumhare papa aur Arjun tauji wale ghar mein rehte hain." He recalled their conversation about the family.
"Haan, woh log wahin rehte hain." She said.
"Toh tum jahan rehti ho wahan sirf chachaji, chachiji aur Preeti hain tumhare saath?" He raised one brow.
"Haan." She didn't understand where he was getting.
"Aur unn teeno ko pehle se hi hamari shaadi ke baare mein pata hai." He said matter of factly.
"Haan Sameer, par tum kyon keh rahe ho?" She was confused.
"Toh kyon na main tumhare saath hi chalun? Jab ghar pe sabko pata hai toh darr kis baat ka? Kal subah chala jaunga wapas." He suggested.
Naina sat up in shock, facing him, "Tum jaante ho kya keh rahe ho?" Hum saat baje tak ghar pohoch jayenge... agar tum chaloge toh kal subah tak meri photo pe haar chadha dengi taiji."
He poked her forehead hard, with three fingers, "Bakwaas kari toh yahin se hamare ghar le jaunga... seedhe seedhe bolo."
She rubbed her forehead, wrinkling her nose, "Laga mujhe."
"Pata hai... isiliye kiya tha... isse zyada sazaa milni chahiye thi tumhe aisi baat bolne ke liye... dubara kabhi bola toh dekhna... mujhe muh band karana aata hai." He gave an angry look.
She held one ear, accepting her mistake.
He stared for a few moments, then smiled, bringing her hand down.
"Ab bolo yeh tumhari taiji kaise dekhengi humein... woh apne ghar mein hongi na." He wanted to know about the dynamics of her family.
She sighed, "Apne ghar se zyada woh chachiji ke paas rehti hain... kabhi chai peene... kabhi cheeni maangne... kabhi sar dard ke bahane... kabhi tauji ke dost aane wale ho toh unka khana banwane... chachiji toh kabhi ghar ka darwaza bhi band nahi karti... kyonki taiji jab marzi aa dhamakti hain... woh poora haq samajhti hain iss ghar pe... saare kaam chachiji se, mujhse aur Preeti se karwati hain."
