The next morning she told about her dream last night to Mehek. Mehek suggested "i think the meaning of your dream is none other than loving him. Meera, be frank with me. Do you like Mr. Agnivirya?" Meera couldn't answer Mehek's question. She prefer being silent. "Meera, do you love him?" Meera smiled bitterly. "I don't even know what love is. I told you my childhood, didn't I? But I can't erase him from my mind. I feel special excitement when I see him. Mehek, I don't want to be like my mom." She cried. After long time. Mehek pacified her. "Meera, my dear, stop it. Don't cry. Look my dear, your family's story is theirs. I mustn't affect you. Your life is yours. And not all man is like your father. Meera, listen to your heart. Just your heart. Your heart will give you the correct answer."
Meera went out to the garden in the hostile and sat. She started to think calmly but was distributed by Anurag. "Whats up!" She freaked out. "You scared me." she said. She had gone deep in her thoughts. "By the way," he said. "Why did you get into this behavior? I mean everything has a cause in psychology."
"Yeah. Everything has a cause. Since my weird behavior is included in everything, it has a root cause." he was eager to hear her story. "You can share it with me. As a friend." She saw him in love. She didn't realize it even for herself. "Do you know Ashish Metta and Domini Sinha?" He smiled amazingly. "Domini ji and Ashish ji, who could forget them? The greatest Actors of India. "Zindagi is rang!" (the color of life)" "they were my parents." He got shocked. "What?" he said. "Illigitame child." she controlled her tears and continued her narration. "My dad and mom didn't marry. Due to the fact that my mom was the believer of Hinduism and my dad was Muslim. My grandma, his mother didn't allow their relationship. I was born and grown up. When I got 9 years old, my mother got pregnant again with a baby boy. My dad decided to drop his mother's idea and live with us. On my parents engagement day, my mom met a car accident and passed away. My dad accused me for the death of my mom and got me arrested." "at that aga?" Anurag was horrified. "Yes. But aunt Vidy managed to get me out of that jail. After that I decided to be a boy. I hated my girlhood. To get Justice, I decided to be a boy. But you changed this attitude of mine. You changed me to a girl." she wiped her tears and smiled.
"I am sorry. I thought no one had a childhood darker than me. But you..." Meera laid on his chest unintentionally. He hugged her. "Every story has its own unique features. Bitterness and sweetness. But the way we face the challenges require our strength." Mehek saw them together and smiled. Meera didn't want to believe that the was in love. Mehek tried her best to make her understand she was in love with Anurag.
Finally, Meera realized that she was madly in love with him. But still she was afraid of love. She was changed completely. In her former life she had never worried this much for love. But now she was crying day and night for love. Her first love was complicated. Poor Meera! Her past experience of love wasn't good. "I am scared. I am scared of love, Mehek. My mom was also madly in love with that cruel, Ashish Meta. But a the end of the day, she was died. How can I get into such relationship thinking about this?" Mehek pacified her. "Meera, I know your past is affecting your today's life. But you have to move on. You have to accept that not all men are not like your father. There are also many good hearted boys. So put your mom's story away and be optimistic. Open your heart for true love. Don't open it for a person. The you will see. True love will come to you."
As usual, Meera was in the garden of the hostile. "Hello new girl!" she was scared. "What is your problem?" she shouted. "Whats up? What were you thinking?" he asked. "Its nothing. Can I ask you something, Anurag?" He told her to ask. "What is love for you?" It was unexpected question for him. "For me, love is an endless friendship between two people who are connected in heart." She smiled. What if that friendship is broken. Love will be turned to an endless war and hatred. She said for herself.
"Oh no, Mrs. Sarla gave us a cooking assignment." Meera said. "I have no idea how to cook!" she added. She had never cooked in her life. "We can cook together if you want." Anurag proposed an idea. Meera accepted his proposal since she needed someone who can help her.
When Mehek entered to their bedroom, she couldn't help shouting. "What is it I am seeing?" she said. Meera freaked out. "Whats wrong with you, Mehek?" Meets Singh Bedi, is there any problem on my eyes or am I just looking at you wearing Sari!" For the first time in her life, Meera had wore sari. (the traditional and casual indian dress). "Yes, I am wearing Sari. Just for him. He want me to be a girl. And I am doing that. Mehek, you don't get me. I am crazy for this man. I wish I didn't come to this hostile." She saw The photo of Jesus Christ. She went to the photo and lightened the candle. She started praying.
"Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name.
Your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil."
"Dear lord, please help me. I can't do it without you. I am confused right now but I believe you have a solution for my problems. Do everything as per your wishes. In the mighty name I pray, Amen." She finalized her prayer. Mehek was amazed by this girl. 'She was born from a Hindu mother and a Muslim father. And she is grown up with her sikhi aunt and she is now a believer of Christianity. This is amazing. And now she is in love with a Hindu believer. Quite impressive.' "how do I look?" Meera's words brought Mehek back to the bedroom. "Supperb! Nice. You will melt his heart today." Mehek praised her beauty. "Thanks" she went out.
She went to him. 'What will his reaction' was the tension and and fear in her mind. "Dear lord, you know the best." she said. His car came and stopped in front of her.