Meera's pov-

It's been fifteen days and he is lying on the bed just as the first day he was brought, motionless. I was in the garden of the hospital where there are many patients, some on wheelchairs, some who are doing their regular exercise. The garden is not very big but sufficient, a small fountain in the center, benches around the edges of the garden and along the boundary is the footpath for walking.

I was sitting on one of the benches taking in my surroundings. I talked with Baba and Rohan daily, but his health is also not well. I told him I should come but he refused saying that I should be here with Krsh and his family. And nobody can win with him so I daily gave Rohan the instructions and it is normal that he also sometimes gets irritated but what to do after mumma, I have this certain fear and I don't want to lose baba. Although it is just a fever but I don't know I just get scared thinking about it only.

Diverting my mind from negative thoughts in the morning, I am down because Krsh's family is with him right now. Papa didn't allow dadi to come because her health also deteriorated thinking about her grandson, she loves him so much, so Viraj bhaiya is with her. Since bua also came today, I didn't want any chance to make her angry so the best option was to be here.

I saw Raghav bhaiya coming towards me running, breathing and huffing at the same time. "Where is your phone?" He asked and I showed him by shaking the phone in my hand. "Then why didn't you pick it up?" He asked further to which I opened the phone to see but it didn't so I said, "Maybe it's battery die, sorry bhaiya." I was genuinely looking apologetic. He might need my help and here I was wandering my mind to places.

My thoughts came to a stop when he spoke further, "You should hurry up, Krsh has gained consciousness and is asking for you." My eyes widened and I have never run this fast in my entire life as I am right now that too in a hospital with Raghav bhaiya. The whole time my tears betrayed me but this time they were of relief and certain happiness.

My steps halted when I reached the door of his room. His family must be inside, I should wait till then. I started walking backwards with my front still at the room side. Raghav bhaiya patted my shoulders asking why I stopped and looking once again towards the room he understood what I was trying to convey. He got to know about the whole bua fiasco through dadi and even though he wanted to take action I stopped him.

He held my hands and started walking towards the room with me being literally dragged by him. I tried to stop him, but by that time it was too late. Everyone's eyes turned towards where we entered from, ma, papa and Shanaya were smiling, having tears of happiness, but Revathi bua was not looking towards us. I see ma giving some eye look to papa after which she stroked Krsh's head, asked him to take care and then they came towards us.

Ma hugged me and said to take care of myself to which I nodded. All this time I never once looked towards Krsh, because if I do then the tears which I have been holding back will flow and I don't want to cry in front of his family. After they went talking with Raghav bhaiya, he turned towards Krsh and said, "Here she is for whom you were dying to see and let me tell you she is more stubborn than you, was not ready to even come to your room. I have to literally drag her here. So I need my reward. Okay now I can see how eager you are to have her so here you go buddy and take a rest. Don't enjoy it much." And with that said he gave me a slight push and I looked back to give him deadly stares but he was gone already closing the door.

I told him not to tell anything to Krsh but at last he is his best friend, what can I expect. I can feel his stares on me giving rise to goosebumps on my body. "How long are you planning to stand there, love?" He asked and I turned around to find him forwarding his left hand and curling his fingers indicating me to come closer and like my body is not in my command he is controlling it, I went towards him.

He took my hands and made me sit on the bed beside him. I looked down, not able to contain myself and he without asking or anything pulled my head towards his chest specifically where his heart was and started stroking my hairs. That was it for me, I lost all restraint and tears started streaming wildly. I was hiccupping, choking all in all made a mess and he was the sole witness of it but he as the gentleman he is, didn't say anything other than pulling me more closer if that is possible and stroking my hair, giving me the comfort and calm to the chaos in my mind and heart. He is here with me. He is fine.

"Meera, baby you should not cry this much. It will affect your health and see I am completely fine now. Please stop crying. It hurts me to see you hurting and especially if it is because of me.", He said in a slow and pleading voice indicating the pain he was feeling now also in his body.

I pulled away from him but didn't look up and his left palm then came in contact with my right cheek, wiping away the tears with his thumb. "Look at me Meera." and I shook my head in no listening to him. "Please". I raised my eyes slowly, afraid and guilty to see the pain he was bearing. But when I looked up to him, he gave me that soft and ever charming smile of his and kissed me on the forehead releasing the butterflies which had been dead in my belly and my fingers curled into a fist on the side of his hospital shirt he was wearing.

I tried to move away from him, keyword being tried because the physical strength I have is not at all comparable to him, so I gave up and then looked at him whose eyes were already on me. Don't know for how much time but it has been only minutes when it felt like hours seeing, finding answers within each other, worrying about the other, but all in all there was this love and peace shining through both of our eyes, thanking silently to be safe for another.

He broke the stare and looked towards the window to his right making me come out of the trance he has bound me with. I again looked at him and saw hues of red around his cheek, is he blushing? I grinned looking at him confirming my doubt and couldn't resist myself by pinching his cheeks. Before I could take my hands off, he took my wrist and came closer to whisper in my ear making his lips touch them, "Playing with fire, love? Daring are we?"

Ignoring his question, I pushed him back to make him sit at his original position and asked how he was to which he replied he was fine, which I can see by the way he was wincing in pain every now and then, how fine he was. I wanted to tell him the truth and ask him so many questions. "Krsh I...." I started only to be interrupted by the knock. I moved and sat on the chair beside the bed after which Raghav bhaiya came in with the doctor. He checked him and the injuries.

Doctor told us he is fit to go home but not so fit to work as his body still needs rest but he insisted that is why he is allowed to go on this condition that he will take proper rest. His head injury is better than before but will still take longer and his right hand will have to bear the plaster for another three weeks. He was whining like a child when he listened to that and started showing tantrums to not wear it.

But now I got angry, he promised that he will come back to me and met with an accident, went into a coma for two weeks and still also this idiot is not understanding what his family and friend went through. I gave him a glare that said not to mess up now and he got the hint so sat silent like a child who has been scolded.

Whole day went into making him eat and sleep since he was not ready saying I slept for fifteen days, now I will not sleep at all for another fifteen. But I broke into a laugh shaking my head looking at him, who is in a deep sleep right now because of the medicines. This man and his tantrums.

I decided that it is not good to say anything here. I will tell everything tomorrow when we will be in his room. I have to also go back since I can't stay longer here and I can't hear another jibe that I am staying with my in-laws without getting married by someone specific.

Raghav bhaiya has denied to ma and papa to come here and take rest as their son is coming tomorrow and he has become a child so be prepared for that. I laughed at the way he made them stay back.

I have also sent a message to Abhay that I am not that naive and innocent girl I was in college. I am Krsh's Meera, the strong and daring one. He has messed with the wrong person now. It was okay till his actions were limited to me, but now because of some jerk, people close to me are hurt and I will not at all tolerate that. I told him to be prepared for the consequences of his deeds because this time he has to pay for it.

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Next day both me and Raghav bhaiya took Krsh to his home. At the entrance his mother was standing and doing his pooja and was doing a little ritual to ward off evil eyes of him. She told us to take him directly to his room where we made him lay down comfortably and carefully.

Ma came inside with soup in her hand and sat beside him on the bed stroking his hair and tears started flowing from her eyes. Krsh sighed looking at her, pinching her cheeks said to not be a typical Indian mother to which he got a smack on his left shoulder. They were talking like a normal son and mother would, where she was making him eat the soup and he was making faces saying it doesn't have any taste.

I was just looking at their interaction and wished my mother was here. If I was also sick, then she would also have done the same for me, the same care, the same affection, the same love. I controlled myself to not break down here and came back to reality to see the soup to be finished. Ma told us to not leave him alone and be with him, because at times like these meaning when he is sick or something similar, he turns into that five year old Krsh who is naughty, shows tantrums and does childish acts.

After sometime Raghav bhaiya also went to office since he can't leave his work to other people for much time. As he went he closed the door and now it was just the two of us. I was nervous not knowing the reason why. I think this is the time when I should tell him everything.

"I.."

"I.."

We both said at the same time and he told me to go on. I took a deep breath, looked down and said, "I want to tell you something."

"I know." He replied.

I jerked my head up to see him wide eyes to which he again said, "I might have heard you saying that you will tell me everything and that you will do anything I say. Also you will leave me if I ask you to." The range of emotions I am seeing on his face were similar to the changing colors of a kaleidoscope. From blushing to teasing and then getting angry saying the last line.

"Well if you are ready, then I am all ears but after that I will scold you also since you thought of leaving me. And mind you Meera, the punishment will be very severe and at the same time I will not hold myself back." He continued.

The way he said my name, the way he said he would give me punishment made the urge of denying him more to see what's in store for me. My body wasn't with me, reacting like it was on hot flames telling me I am liking whatever he does, whatever he says. There was this fiery sensations coursing through my whole body and its proof were the reddened cheeks which are permanent in his presence.

He again said coming close to me moving his lips while touching my tip of the ears, " Never, I say ever tell me to leave you Meera, because as you said there is no Meera without Krsh, there is no Krsh without Meera. And I don't know about other lifetimes though in it I also want the same, but in this life I am never letting you go." He is going to be my heart's final beat with the way his voice turned an octave low and tone turning hoarse and filled with passion.

I gave myself the ounce of courage left in me to look up and we were close, very close our nose were touching and lips can be anytime touched, but he moved them upwards giving me a kiss on forehead which I am reliving closing my eyes, realization dawned on me that this is not the last time. There will be many more coming.

He moved back but not too much and held my both hands in his, rubbing his thumb on the back of my palms indicating to start.

Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes I prepared myself to relive all the painful memories once again and this time not only for Krsh but also for me.