Hi All! Since my exams are going on the updates are getting delayed.Thank you for all the love.

On a special note,those of who are from state of Odisha (especially Bhubaneswar,Cuttack and Puri) ..take care of yourselves all my friends.This cyclone has really made me feel devastated on seeing the sad plight of my home,my city.I hope everyone is fine.Love you all.

And my dear readers kindly donate to Chief Minister's fund of Odisha and help us rebuild our city,our state again.Your each contribution counts. :)

Here is the update--

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Sameer held Naina's hand, as they crossed the main gate. This gate was comparatively smaller. The quarters were unlike the tall apartments of city.Rather they were built like luxurious cottages.Gardens in front,some had small water fountains ;adding a tranquil element to the garden. Naina looked around and felt a sense of peace prevail in. No doubt Sameer chose to live in quarters than in the sprawling mansions.Not all buildings looked perfect.Some had chapped walls, some had overgrowth of fern plants on walls,some had posters of coaching institutes' leaflets.Few features reminding her that those were government quarters.

She felt Sameer's fingers intertwine with hers as they walked a little longer.A patch of darkness followed ,she realised the streetlights were fused.A sweet romantic song of newly released film flowed from someone's room.

Saari Duniya Ko Chhodake Maine Chaaha Hai Ik Tumhe

Maine Jindagi Se Maanga Hai Toh Sirf Maanga Hai Ik Tumhe

Abb Isi Chaah Mein, Abb Isi Raah Mein, Jindagibhar Mere Tum Ho Na

Hey Shona, Hey Shona, Hey Shona, Hey Shona....

Sameer attempted to draw Naina nearer to him. She fixed her fascinating eyes and laid her head on his arms.He freed his fingers and wrapped his arm around her. In days together, for the first time he didn't feel like holding an intellectual,highly cultivated woman.Rather it felt like the tender,loving girl in his arms,he had fallen in love with after she had left the school. He closed his eyes to keep off the bitter memories.To night he is not going to remember what bad transpired,rather would aim for what good can be achieved.

At the end of long stretch of lane,Sameer halted.Naina jerked from his hold releasing they have reached the destination."Yehi mera ghar hai." He softly voiced,searching his pockets for the keys.As he unlocked the front gate Naina looked around in dismay.She never expected the place to be so petrifying.The garden looked wilted.Few dandelions, bindweed ,thistles grew haphazardly. A night flowering jasmine tree stood at corner ,the air around it laced with smell of tantalizing fragrance.

"Yeh garden ka aisa haal kyun hai?" She scowled a bit,making it a point to take care of it whenever she visits Delhi next time. "Gardener nahin hai dekhval ke liye." He answered ,securing the lock on gate.

"Dusron ne kaise dekhval ki hai?Tum na aalsi ho." She said,taking a closer view of weeds overgrown.The garden needs some serious attention,she noted in mind.Once back ,she would ask the gardener of Maheshwari Residence to come and mow the garden.

"Institute ka gardener nahin hai.Man power exhaust ho gaya hai to ab employment ke liye permission nahin hai. Waise bhi ab waqt jyada nahin milta aur koi hai bhi nahin yeh kheti baadi karne ke liye." He concluded ,switching on the verandah lights.

"Ab main hoon.Dekhna kuch hi din mein iss garden ka naksha badal dungi. Wahan ek water fountain lagwa lenge, phir us taraf kuch roses,aur kuch hi din mein sardi aa jayegi.To marigold rows mein lagayene to bahut khubsurat dikhega.Aur wo jhaadiyan saaf karke..." She trailed on while he kept looking at her.She burst with childish excitement. She seemed to have almost forgotten the reason they were there, he doubted if she remembered his existence even.

"Andar chalein?" He asked and she halted.His eyes held an emotion which made her blush abashedly like a sixteen year old.She nodded and followed him inside.The quarter was not much big.She could immediately gauge it was not a family quarter. She saw the living room which looked more like an office chamber.Piled with files and papers.Few photos decorated in beautiful frames adorned the wall.She tried taking a closer look at them. A frame showed Sameer receiving his honorary Doctorate award and background read 'Royal School of Music, London'.A sense of pride glinted in her eyes and he didn't fail to notice it. Her gaze shifted to another frame. The faces were quite familiar.The picture was clicked infront of Mysore Palace,with Sameer ,Munna and Pandit posing infront.The picture looked unmistakably old.Several others were Sameer receiving awards ,a few were Certificates of Excellence,few with Nanaji,one with Namrata , her mother and a sexagenarian man.She guessed it to be Namrata's father who unfortunately was no more.However her eyes remained fixated on a photo,a bit longer.

"Wo iss tasvir mein nahin hai" He voiced from back,making her jump a little.

"Kyun?" Her question came,almost in a reflex.

"Groups alag thi hum dono ki." Came his short reply.She knew prolonging the talk would drown him in memories of Varsha.For the night she had enough of Vikram and she didn't want it to waste with wasteful ponderings on Varsha.

"Family quarter nahin hai par bachelor se thoda bada hai.Dean hone ka fayda.Yeh kitchen hai aur iss taraf bedroom hai." He guided her through the rooms and they reached the bedroom.He unlocked the door and instinctively slipped his arm around her.She breathlessly fluttered a bit before relaxing in his arms.He ushered her inside his secret chamber.The chamber that harboured all the secrets,that harboured a part of his heart.

Spinning around quickly, she took a view of the room.A double bed; pushed to the wall, a LCD TV set adorning a table.Few magazines,souvenirs stacked under the table. Again the photos caught her attention.Alike the living room,several of the photos were framed beautifully.And these were the wedding photos of hers and Sameer.While a photo displayed Sameer and Naina sitting together with Nisha in middle,another showed Sameer filling Naina's maang with sindoor.Another frame reflected a perfect candid moment. Nisha sitting on Naina's lap while Sameer happily looking at both of them.She looked at him in the dim light of incandescent bulb.His chocolate brown inset eyes and sharp jawline were quite distinct.The personality as sharp as razor knife along with features. Her fingers tangled in his hairs and kept him steady as she hugged him tightly.Her embrace was a fierce one ,as she was,but in it was great affection,undulated love.

Only for him.

Her sudden yet tight hug echoed her caring ,her appreciation for him.She finally felt at home. Her photo decorated in a frame ,hanging in someone's bedroom was a beautiful dream .She had stopped seeing dreams.All these years she only saw nightmares. All she heard was the frantic footsteps at doorway.She hugged him tighter, trying to drive away the fears ,the anxieties and the nightmares.

An urge grew inside him to unfathomable regions.The tight hug was not helping him a bit.The urge to take her swept over him.Surprisingly he felt a desire,to make her his.He wanted nothing more fiercely than he wanted to make her happy and pleased to be with him.It was the cruellest punishment to be not be able to see the beauty while they were in teens.Over the years,he had realised how badly he cared for her,wanted her,loved her even on a subconscious level.He wanted to cherish her,to tell her how wonderful she was and how nice it felt to be held by her. A sense of unsatedness suffused inside him, tormenting him to levels.

"Naina!" Sameer whispered,running a hand over her head.

"Hmm.Please kuch mat bolo.Thodi der aise rehne do." She cleared her voice, her voice sounding strained and pleading.He was appalled a bit with her request.He ,quietly, encircled and held her as tight as her. In the quieter silence of room and in a tighter hug ;they were able to hear the chimings of heart.

They will be each other's forever".

As the minutes ticked by, they found what they had been looking for,in the arms of someone whom they not only loved,but who loved them.It was everything neither of them had had before,and only discovered now,with each other.It was like being born again,for both of them,as they clung to life and hopes and dreams they each had forgotten,and long since ceased to believe in.Her pleadings for a solace,her frame in his arms, made him dimly realize what she longed for.He knew this was not the end ,but the beginning.

They slowly pulled away.Putting a fair amount of distance between their bodies,they tried clearing their brains and let their bodies settle down.

"Change karlo. Main living room mein hun." He said switching on the bright LED lamps.She frowned on hearing that.Quickly she ran fingers over the fine embroidery patterns on her fancy dress.She chuckled and thumped on the bed.

"Pehle batate to kuch pack karke le aati.Ab iss heavy dress mein kaise neend aayegi?" She asked ,revealing him the intricate designs of threads and sequins.

"Mujhe laga jaise uss din wo saree pehenke so gayi thi usi tarah aaj bhi so jaogi.Aur packing karne bata deta to surprise kaise rehta?Anyways I have a plan now.Lekin agar tum raazi hogi toh." He said and got a questioning glance in reply.

"Mera shirt pehen lo.Trousers bhi rakhe hein. Wo TV stand ke neeche ek bag hai.Usmein hai."He said and receiving a nod from her he went out closing the door. Naina watched him leave and her mind was already made for what would follow next.

Sameer sat up straight in the chair,pain lacing through his shoulder blades.He had this throbbing pain since the time they had started following Vikram. He had a tiring day at institute.An extra class and report correction were added baggage for the day.He knew if Naina gets to know about this,she would unnecessarily fret over it.He opened the drawer and rummaged through it.The damn empty medicine strip disappointed him.A numbing pain slowly ripped through his spinal cord,spreading to his nape and lower back.He flexed a bit,trying hard to keep the pain at bay.He silently wished Naina to fall asleep soon. She better not see him in this condition and worry whole night,with sleep forgotten.

He got up from the chair and chose to spend the next few hours on the recliner.He would atlest be able to lie down.He was completely engrossed in studying the reports when two dainty arms circled around his shoulders.He jumped a little,not used to such midnight encounters.He then felt a weight sink against his back.He kept the report away,dog earmarking it. He felt the weight lift off too ;quickly,expectedly.

"Shirt utaro." He heard her voice.Well this was unexpected..The voice commanding yet laced with immense love and care.Shit!She knew it all now.He turned to look back at her.In the light of table lamp he took a full look at her.She was busy shuffling through the cabinet.She was small,almost delicately built and wore a tight fitting shirt of his.The white shirt showed off the lean muscles of her arms,the firm curve of her breasts.Tucked into the valley of those breasts was his gift,the diamond studded necklace with the infinite loop.

He felt her fingers at hem of the shirt,trying to pull them up ;off his head.He helped her and quickly discarded the T –shirt.She gazed at his bare flesh thinking how sexy he looked shirtless.He had a lean figure but quite strongly built.Her eyes traced the lines of his muscles in his forearms as they flexed a bit. Practice of boxing ,though not on a regular basis,clearly helped in those developed biceps as well as deltoid and trapezius muscles. She didn't risk to take a clear view of his defined chest and those well built pectoral muscles.She knew one look at them and she would forget what her mission was. Wanting him has always been her weakness and tonight the lone space was tempting her,beguiling her to succumb. She tried clearing her mind and focus.

Focus.

He felt warm drops of coconut oil trickling down his nape.Before he could react,Naina straddled his back and began to rub.She firmly rubbed her hands over his shoulders,down his spine. She had very less experienced techniques,but she tried relying on instinct and intuition.The coconut oil lubricated the process of his unwinding.She could hear Sameer continuing to groan lightly as she hit all the sore spots.

"Ab thoda dard hoga,phir acha lagega." She assured and he nodded.

She tried putting a firm pressure ,careful that it is not painful.She had seen the time he left the door,how he subconsciously had rubbed his shoulder blade and nape.

"Dard kam hua?" She asked as she worked her thumb into the sinews of his forearms ,slowly separating the bundles of muscle fibres that seemed so tightly bound together. She heard him utter "Ah!Thats the spot.." .She gently stretched his muscle across his back,trying to provide some space between the musculature. She repeated the motion until she could hear him moan in content.After few repetitions, she laid herself on him and lazily kissed his back, nape and ears.

"Umm..Naina.."

"Kya hua?" She asked ,tease vivid in the tone.He looked back at her and in a moment,she was taken in arms and thrown on to the plush recliner.He moved a little to lie over her,covering her frame with his.His sudden movements made her gasp involuntarily.He looked at her and tried withdrawing noticing her pupils,dilated wide."Lagi kya? Jyada dard to nahin hua.?" He asked,deeply concerned.

"Nahin.Bas tumhari enthusiasm caught me off guard.That's all." She smiled and pulled him back to her. In a fluid movement her lips had touched him.He pulled away,though.He sat up and she squirmed on the recliner a bit,before getting up.She placed her hand on his shoulders and he engulfed her in tight hug."Ek baar control kho gaya to sambhal nahin paunga. Tumhe aur dard nahi de sakta."He mumbled in his ear.He felt her muscles pulsating under him,her hands tightening their grip,holding him while her nails dug slightly into him.

"Pagal ho tum. Itne dard ke baad to mile hein.Thoda aur dard seh lungi." She spoke,holding his face in her palms.He kissed her inner palms and smiled ,realising he could really tease by changing his approach. He pulled her against his bare chest.He straightened a bit and looked down at her.Her chest rising and falling rapidly,her face flushed and her chocolate brown eyes darkened ,to almost black,with the desire he knew only for him.

"My Beautiful Mrs.Maheshwari.Would you like a full body massage?"He asked, miming the parlour ladies. He never visited the parlours for massage or spa unlike his other officials. Whatever little knowledge he had was all because of Namrata.She took regular parlour appointments and from her he had borrowed the accent.Naina laughed."So Mr.Maheshwari Quarter Resort has massage service too.Continue Please." She answered huskily and he winked before seizing her frame again.He held her shoulder blades firmly and began a slow and tender massage. He heard her groan uncertain if it was out of pleasure or pain ,or both. Sameer leaned down next to her ear and whispered "Ab thoda dard hoga,phir acha lagega."

She chuckled hearing him repeat her words while he continued his massage. Alternating between firm and gentle ,kneading the muscles at her back and shoulders, he moved down to her legs.He worked at her feet,going up to the calves when he noticed a pale scar.He withdrew to take a closer look at it.A little whimper of protest escaped from her when his hands left her skin.

" Ruk kyun gaye?"

"Yeh daag kaisa hai?Kabse hai?" He asked tracing it lightly.He imagined her scrounged face at being hurt and surprisingly a younger Naina flashed before his eyes."Wo hostel mein garam iron se lag gaya tha." She said and gestured him not to worry much.He nodded, continuing his job ,playing his thumbs along the stiff veins."Bahut acha laga" She uttered as she felt charged up and a burst of liveliness inside her.

"Chalo ab tum so jao.Main report correction khatam karke aata hun." He spoke,lifting her in his arms.He didn't want her to have doubts or regrets, he needed to take it all slow.He'd make it good for her,really very good.Worth it.There'd be time.But not now.

He wanted her in forever his ,only his way.And tonight he knew that was impossible.

"Aaj reports correction karoge? Bade unromantic ho tum.Niche utaro mujhe."She complained and tried freeing her from his hold.

"Acha?Mein unromantic?Aur date pe aake uss Vikram ke piche bhagna bada romantic tha?" He teased back ,carrying her to the bedroom."Wo surprise plan tha." She winked and he winked back.

"Sach mein jaa rahe ho?"She asked as he lowered her on the bed and tried moving away." Kal feedback dena hai.Urgent hai." He said ,kissing her hairline.

"Kal karlena.Main help kardungi.Pakka.Promise." She swore and he wanted nothing more than diving back to her.He only knew how he can't never get enough of her and how difficult it was to stop,breathe and do the right thing.She pulled him by wrist and in a confused tumble,he found himself lying over her.He gulped in a strangled gasp as she lifted her arms and cupped the back of his head,her fingers winnowing through his silk,messy hair.The pressure was gentle yet felt firm.He looked down at her for a long moment.Then his eyes focused on her lips.

As if she realised where his gaze had landed,her tongue flicked out,rolling across the fullness of her lower lip.Heat flared in his eyes, and he moved all at once,like he couldnot hold it any longer.With a sound low in his throat,he lowered his mouth to hers.The first touch of that intimate contact was like a bolt of lightening,sizzling along his nerve endings.And when she made a small,similar exclamation,he was pretty sure that she felt it too.He pushed her lower onto the plush bed.His weight on her body felt so good,so right.She kissed him back,slowly fighting for dominance.Hard.intense ,he pressed his tongue to her lips and dipped inside.He tasted good.Sweet.Her body felt ablaze with unknown sensations, unknown thrills.And God,she wanted more.

His hands roamed around her shirt,searching for buttons.He flicked open the second button with one hand. His hand skidded across her flesh while his mouth worked her lips.After the first kiss,the first touch ,she almost felt ready for him.She was ready to succumb,to submit.

He lowered his mouth to her neck,planting butterfly kisses along the path to her breast. Her breathing intensified.Suddenly she was acutely aware of his movements,his warm breath along her skin.A tiny moan escaped her lips and came in whisper of inaudible murmurs 'Sameer".

He flicked his gaze to her.He would never have reached for her on his own.Not in a hundred years,if she would not have willed. He felt his male ego boosted when she accepted what he offered and gave in return.Her response frantic and subtle and overwhelming by turns,making his head spin and his body come to life.Her controlled exterior had vanished.She was a living deity of pure sexuality now.He forgot the sense of time and space slowly and slowly.There was only one tangibility.The woman in his arms.Giving him and taking everything he was willing to give her.

His embrace tightened around her,she made a small,needy sound.For a disillusioned second,he thought if he was the one to voice that strangled sound.His thoughts broke,as her hands stroked over his back,the lubricant coconut oil making it more limber to touch.Sameer realised that his mouth then felt firm and warm and tasted of heat and sweet.He didn't know how to stop, how to protest the inner fumbled voices;he had to finally realize it was way too late for stopping,protesting.She already had her fingers tangled tight in his hair,her tongue tangled with his,and there was a soft,sweet welcome of her body.

Kissing was not enough now.He was ravenous for more.She was not sure if she could be miffed at him,accuse him of ravishing her,but then wasn't ,she,the one who started it...she smiled remembering the image of him deeply engrossed in reading reports.The image of responsible Sameer she had always wished for.One arm wrapped around her back and jerked her more tightly against him,while the other tunnelled through her hair,cradling her head to ravish her mouth at a better angle.

Her thoughts broke and she realized she had better things to do than sink in memories and quibbles.Like savour the taste of him,the feel of his hands ,the broad palmson her,the scent of his woodsy skin.Nerve and muscle fluttered and clenched in her belly.Her heart sped up and there was a beating throb at base of her throat.

As his roaming hands flicked opened another button on her shirt,he fought a losing battle to look away from the smooth ,fair skin of her upper chest and the hint of cleavage exposed by her semi-opened shirt. He admired how the material of shirt clung to her form in intriguing hills and valleys..

As he lowered more over her,pressing himself tight against her frame, sensations and magic began to rise inside her in a great,swirling vortex of pulsing energy.It twined up from her stomach ,passing through her lungs and travelling to her head,leaving her dizzy and exhilarated."Sameer"She moaned while he sank forward against her, closing her mouth in a breathless kiss. Warmth spread throughout her body like wildfire. Involuntarily,her legs spread and he crawled over her ,teasingly slow.His hands reached up ,clasping onto hers.Few more minutes,few more ceremonial procedures and they would be one soul,one body...

Naina tensed beneath him,a slow tension spiralling in her spine.

"Relax..." He voiced while her head went back to bare the line of her throat for his lips. His lips travelled over her throat..flesh glided over flesh in silky friction.A burst of euphoria in his mind mingled with her quickening breaths.

She tightened around him, shuddered and shuddered.He halted,made himself steady and took a look at her.NO!She was not ready completely.True!Pleasure were there,Vibrations too were vivid but there was not complete submission.Somewhere,down the subconscious,she was yet to surrender ,yet to trust him completely with her body and soul.

He buried his face in her hair and this time let both of them remain steady and breathe.She made a mental sigh.There was more here,and it came like yearning.But something held her back and she knew he understood it well.She could not resist laying hands on his bare back and slowly caressing it.

She pulled up his face from her crook of neck. She let a kiss spin out before cradling his face.

"...Kaisa lag raha hai?"She asked,her eyes riveted on his face.

"Mujhe tumse pyar ho gaya hai..Crazily,madly ...phir se." He answered.

"Then we feel the same way."She said,and kissed his forehead."And that's the way I'm going to feel for the rest of my life."

"The rest of our lives."He murmured ,dipping his head against her hair..again.

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The sun broke through the clouds,and she closed her 'eyes, letting the warmth on her face bring back the sweet memories of previous night ...the taste ,the haste...She rolled onto her stomach and opened the paper ,needing an escape from her rising emotions.

" My Beautiful and Bold Mrs.Maheshwari,

Good Morning. Off to morning walk and for some gymming. Tea on kitchen slab,ready and waiting for you.Enjoy.

Love

Sameer ."

She folded the paper ,keeping it safe on the adjacent table.She smiled as a thought spun inside her. Being with Sameer felt more real than anything ever had.She quickly got into shower,was ready in minutes. Reading the note again,she sauntered to the kitchen.She frowned looking inside the refridgerator.Buns,breads stacked with beverage drinks packed. There was a drought of vegetables.Just few tomoatoes,lemons ,some brinjals and ladies fingers.She wondered if he timely took the dinner..She always asked about lunch but never thought of dinner.She would definitely interrogate him about the dinner.

Sameer came back by midmorning,and found Naina relaxing in the garden,enjoying the peaceful sounds of leaves swishing in the gentle breeze and the sun warmed her face.Hanging out in the garden,Naina was reminded of her home in Almora, the terrace had some naturally grown flowers,who didn't require constant attention.Her go to spot whenever thoughts of her family overwhelmed her.He didn't disturb her and went inside,stealthily.As he went to fetch some water , a glass of lemonade awaited him on the kitchen slab with a note attached.

"My Mr.Dean Maheshwari

Lemonade is good for health after a jog.Get ready soon.Bhukh lagi hai breakfast karna hai.

Yours

Mrs.N.A.Maheshwari."

He smiled as he emptied the glass of lemonade.Such little loving gestures were missing from his life.He felt blessed to have finally found a stability in life.A home where he can return to and be surprised.

"Naina!Breakfast karlenge phir bookstore chalenge. Uske baad ghar chalenge.Thik hai na?" Sameer asked as he tied the seatbelt.He found her looking at the quarters gate.She watched the clouds move infront of sun,at the locked gates.She treasured the night's encounter in her heart.Her smile said she was content with whatever had transpired.

"Hum phir aayenge...agli baar." He voiced and she nodded.She looked at him and in those wordless few seconds saw her own emotions mirrored in his eyes. Breaking apart,he focused on driving.The car soon sped out of the institute gates.

"Sameer!Namrata ko call lagao jara.Nisha se baat karni hai." Naina asked as she took close look at books in children's section. "0807" He mumbled ,enough loud for her as he passed the mobile.She quickly typed the password and the ringing tone had a soothing sense of satisfaction to her heart.

"Hello!Namrata!Nisha ko phone do jara."Naina said and awaited for her child's voice to flow through the cellphone.

"Good Morning Mumma.Papa ko bhi good morning bol dena."Nisha's voice reverberated and Naina quickly planted a kiss to the cellphone.

"Han bol dungi. Breakfast ho gaya? Kya kar rahi thi ab?"

"Haan breakfast ho gaya.Ab mein Nani ko Rishav aur school ke baare mein bata rahi thi." Nisha informed ,excitedly.She was happy that finally she has found a friend in Nani apart from Nanaji.

"Thik hai.Acha tujhe Vidyabharti Publication ki Mental Mathematics book chahiye thina?" Naina asked as she leafed through the content of the book.She frowned looking at the store.Almora didn't have much scope for variety of books.Suddenly ,a thought crossed her mind.."Was she compromising with Nisha's education?"

"Haan wahi chahiye thi.Mil gaya?Ek Rishav ke liye bhi le ana.Main aapko call bhi karne wali thi." Nisha said and suddenly Naina's attention shifted from her own thought.Nisha definitely had something important to tell.The tone itself was revealing.

"Kyun?"

"Mumma!Main ab polio ki vaccine nahin le sakti?" Nisha asked.

"Nahin beta.Polio ki vaccine sirf 5 saal tak lete hein.Par yeh tumhe kyun janna hai?" Naina asked ,surprised a bit.

"Wo aaj jab mein breakfast kar rahi thi tab ek uncle aye the. Wo polio ka vaccine dene aaye the.Nani ne mujhe age pucha aur wo uncle ko mana kar diya." Nisha informed ,slightly disappointed.

"Ohh! Koi baat nahin.Ab to meri Nisha badi ho rahi hai.Strong bhi ban rahi hai.Ab Polio Vaccine ki zaroorat nahin." Naina tried cheering up and Nisha soon forgot all about the morning incident."Aap log jaldi aa jao.Kal se dekhi nahin hun." Nisha spoke and hung off.

"Baat ho gayi?" Sameer asked,as Naina handed back his phone."Haan! Baat Mental Mathematics se jaa kar Polio Vaccine tak pahunch gayi. Iss umar mein kitne sawal hote hein na bachon ka?" Naina sighed as she searched for another copy of book.

"Polio Vaccine?" Sameer asked,surprised at out of context discussion.

"Haan..wo subah vaccine wale aaye the.Mausi ji ne Nisha ki age puchke mana kar diya." Naina informed,casually shuffling through the racks ,now for some story books.

"Ek minute!Polio vaccine wale humare ghar pe?Ab to koi vaccination ka programme nahin tha."Sameer said and paused.He saw a pale reflection of anxiety over her face.The anxiety transforming to tension and then to fear.

"Phir ghar pe koun aaya tha Sameer?"

(To be continued)

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