Ishan opened his eyes to see many strange faces peering at him....What the hell....He blinked his eyes to check if he was hallucinating or not. He remembered the truck heading towards him, he swerving the car to avoid it and finally the car being hit at the rear by the truck. While swerving the car, he hit a pole and he banged his head on the steering wheel. And then he lost his consciousness. As he tried to remember, he struggled to sit up. A searing pain went through his leg and he noticed that he had fallen to the ground as the door of the car fell open on impact. He looked at his car and felt like crying.The bonnet of the car was smashed ....'My poor thing....' he thought.

'Wait, the ambulance is coming....You are lucky that the impact of the crash was not too strong otherwise you would have been killed,' he was told. He looked up to find one of the traffic police constable informing him. Ishan was not concerned about himself. He was more worried about his dear car. The crowd slowly dispersed after seeing him alive. He guessed that they were disappointed on seeing him alive. Well....there is no news like bad news...

'Did you note the number of the truck?' Ishan asked the traffic constable

'Not only number....the driver of the truck has been caught...'he said proudly

Ishan was surprised, when did the system get so efficient? He asked him 'How?'

'Well, as the truck sped away after hitting you, one of the bystanders who were waiting for bus marked the Registration number and notified the police. The truck driver was caught at the next signal. He was trying to jump it...'he explained

'Can I thank the good Samaritan who noted the number....' he asked trying to forget the excruciating pain in his leg

'He left when his bus came....' he was informed, the Paramedics came and he was wheeled away to the nearest hospital. After the examination, he was told that his ankle was twisted badly. He was advised for ankle brace and given medicines and pain killers.There were some bruises on his face above eyebrows. He was taken care of it and while he was waiting in the hospital he called up Nivedita to inform about his delay.

Swara and Sanskar had checked in at the security gate in Hong Kong airport when Swara received a call from Nivedita. Swara was shocked to learn that Ishan was injured. She informed Sanskar and together they raced against time and distance to reach their friend.

They landed at Netaji Subash Chandra Bose International Terminal just before midnight and headed to Ishan's house. Ishan was on the bed with ankle braces. Sanskar was shocked to see the bruises on his face and his fury swelled to new proportions. Ishan was not worried about his sprained leg. He was more concerned about not being able to go with Sanskar to Midnapore. He advised Sankar to postpone his visit but Sanskar had made up his mind. He was not going to waste a single day before confronting this bastard whoever he was.They discussed about the recent developments in the case and Swara listened carefully to everything that was being narrated by Ishan.

'Ishan, are you sure that the one who attacked Sanskar and you, are one and the same?' Swara asked

'Of course Swara. Any doubts? They don't want us to go to Midnapore so they are trying to scare us.' Ishan said

'But don't you see Ishan, that is precisely my point. If they know that you are going, would they not be more careful? They would try to keep a low profile now instead of attacking you' Swara's point of view made sense.

'So what is your point Swara?' Sanskar asked

'I am trying to say that it could be someone other than this Sisodia who tried to cause the accident to Ishan..Maybe there is more than one person and we are missing some link.'

Ishan and Sanskar were impressed with her reasoning.They did not think that Sisodia was foolish enough to attack again. Seeing the determination in Sanskar to meet Annapurna's brother as soon as possible, Ishan made elaborate plans for the back up security. He consulted his close friend in the law enforcement agency and a plan was drawn up to accompany Sanskar with as much as protection as possible.The plan was to reveal that they were not going to Midnapore till Ishan recovered so that others would be misguided.There was also a police team accompanying them.

Swara declared that she was going with Sanskar to Midnapore. Sanskar was appalled

'Are you crazy? I am not taking you to that criminal's house.' He said

'I want to go with you Sanskar. Please' she said

'No way.You are just recovering from that wound on your shoulder. I am not exposing you to another one.' Sanskar's matter of fact explanation failed to convince Swara. She wondered how to make him see that she was afraid of letting him go without her or Ishan.

Sanskar, Swara and Nivedita left Ishan's house when his younger brother, studying in Kharagpur arrived to take care of Ishan. Sanskar made sure that there was armed security outside Ishan's house.

When he dropped them home, he caught Swara's forearm to stall her. Nivedita noticed it and gave them privacy by going ahead.

'Why are you angry Swara? You have not uttered a word after leaving Ishan's house.' He said frowning

'What do you feel Sanskar? Do you think I will be able to sit in my house calmly when you are playing with danger?' She asked with irritation.

'What do you want me to do Swara? I can't take you there because he is dangerous.'

'But Sanskar, we will be together. That is what matters. Both of us would be restless if we happen to be in two different places. Would it not be better if we are present with each other? I want to be with you Sanskar Please...'she pleaded with an innocent expression in her eyes. Sanskar looked at her and laughed

'I get it. Stop your puppy dog eyes expression...' he chided her. Swara brightened up

'So you will take me..?' she asked and Sanskar nodded

'Be ready at six. I will pick you up and do remember to dress your wound...' he instructed and Swara saluted him 'Yes sir....' she turned around to enter Baadi but Sanskar again caught her arm,

'My dear Swara Sanskar Maheshwari, are you not forgetting something?' he asked her

'I am not Maheshwari yet....' she said

'You became Sanskar's Swara since you bewitched me at that sangeet ceremony...' he replied huskily and dropped a quick kiss on her lips. 'Take care.....' he said and walked back to his car.

Swara watched him drive away with love shining out of her eyes.She informed dida that she would be away again the next day.She left it to Nivedita to give further explanations to her mother and father.She was too tired so she hit the bed as soon as she reached the room. Her mobile phone rang with the song 'Tum ho mere liye......' Swara smiled and connected the call

'Asleep?' Sanskar asked

'No, have you reached home?'

'No but I am already missing you. I am happy that you decided to come with me tomorrow.' Sanskar told her and she smiled

'Hey, I can't see you if you are smiling....'Sanskar added

'Get Facetime...'she said and he laughed,

'I am not fond of apple...'

Swara chuckled and Sanskar said

'I love you...Goodnight and dream only of me....no one else...get it?'

Sanskar was not ready to let go of the call....

'Ooooh...I am so scared.. how can I dare to dream of anybody else?' she teased him

'No absolutely not....Sweet dreams angel face...'he cooed

'Angel face? What is that?'

'My name for you...'

'Do I look like an angel?' She asked

'No, you kiss like an angel....' he teased and she blushed. Sanskar laughed at the silence from her end. 'I can't believe that you are at a loss for words...' he continued

'I am not....But I am going to sleep now so goodnight...' they finally disconnected the call and Swara fell into dreamless sleep with a smile curving her lips.

Sanskar changed into his night wear and checked on his mother. His parents were sleeping peacefully and he went down to get some water. He noticed the beam of light from under the door of the study and he frowned. Who could be sitting there at this odd hour? He went in quietly and found his uncle stretched on the arm chair, sleeping. His one arm was folded on his chest with a photo clutched in his palm. Sanskar gently removed the photo and took a look at it. It was an old photo of Suraj as a baby and his mother,Mohini. It was a candid shot of his aunt and cousin. He shook his uncle's shoulder slightly and woke him up. 'Bade papa why don't you go to your room and sleep? You will sprain your neck...' he said. His uncle nodded and got up but he seemed to search for something. 'Are you looking for this?' Sanskar asked him and Durga Prasad quietly took the photo from Sanskar's outstretched hand. He looked up at Sanskar's face and regarded him sadly

'Do you love Swara?' he asked Sanskar and when Sanskar nodded, Durga Prasad continued 'If you love her, get married to her as quickly as possible because you never know how the circumstance or time will change. One wrong step and you will regret all your life...' he advised and patted Sanskar's shoulder. Sanskar watched his uncle with compassion as Durga Prasad left the room. He sat down on the couch contemplating his words. He regarded the huge portrait of his grandfather. His grandfather's death kicked off a chain of events that spiralled into a nightmare for Suraj's mother and Durga Prasad.

If Swara decides to marry someone else for any reason like his aunt did, he would burn the whole world.

Hridoy struggled with the rope and finally loosened the knot. He released himself from the bound and stepped out of the circle of the thick rope. His arms and legs were bruised by the scratches of the rough rope. He hid himself behind the door and waited for one of the men to enter. He was bound and kept in this room for the last two days. It was Sisodia who had kidnapped him and not Sanskar like he thought. Sisodia was the one who asked him to keep an eye on Sanskar's movements for a huge amount of money. The money did not matter to Hridoy but what made him agree to it was the fact that Swara would be back with him if Sanskar was out of the scene. And now that his job was over, Sisodia was scared that Hridoy would tell everything to police. So he kidnapped him. And right now, he needed to get out of this Akhada. He would not be able to escape during the day because muscled men roamed around the place. He would have no chance of fighting such tough looking and brawny men. So he decided to make his escape at night, when these men would be snoring away. He was brought here to Sisodia's village by his hench men and kept in this tiny room in the akhada that was housed near the don's house. God knew what Sisodia wanted to do to him but he would escape before he was made the target.

As he waited, one of the men made the usual nightly rounds to his room. Hridoy was waiting for the precise moment. The door creaked open and Hridoy looped the rope around the man's neck in the blink of an eye. The man struggled to shout and Hridoy pushed the ball of cloth that he had kept ready into his mouth. He snatched the heavy stick from him and hit him hard. The man had no time to retaliate. Hridoy escaped. He ran without making any noise and jumped over the wall. He had planned the entire sequence meticulously. His jump over the fence led him to the dark village road and he ran towards the main junction.The road met the state highway. He ran some more distance and waited for a vehicle to give him lift. He kept checking if someone was following him. After what seemed like ages, a huge lorry carrying heavy load came into view. The lorry stopped and the driver gave him lift. Hridoy climbed into the vehicle swiftly. The lorry was going to Assam. Hridoy was happy because he would hide himself for few days in his home town. He would come again to Kolkata later with all preparations to eliminate Sanskar. He would attain Swara then. With this happy thought, he fell asleep.

But he forgot that there was something called DESTINY watching over everyone's fate. No one could dare to fight its' directions. Two days later, the local newspaper carried a small item in their column about a heavily loaded lorry plunging into the gushing river during the wee hours of morning. All occupants of the lorry were killed instantly. Hridoy was one of them.

Swara and Sanskar set off for Midnapore early next morning and they were followed discreetly by Police in civilian dress. And some armed security men from Sanskar's friend's private agency also accompanied them. Swara was tense but Sanskar looked calm. He drove the car carefully and the city landscape changed to green countryside. Swara missed the bustling skyline of Hong Kong.Though she was injured there, the city and the time she spent in the city would always remain etched in her memory. The yacht called 'SwaSan', Sanskar's proposal in the middle of the sea and the last beautiful night that they spent together at hotel would be unforgettable moments of her life.

'What are you thinking?' Sanskar asked

'Hong Kong' Swara replied with a sigh

'Do you miss it?' he asked with a special smile meant only for her and she nodded reminiscently.

'We can always go there whenever you want.' He added

Swara's mobile rang. It was Laksh. She frowned and answered

'Hello'

'Swara where are you?' he asked urgently

'Why Laksh?' she asked and Sanskar gave her a scowl

'Swara, I need to talk to you urgently. We need to meet immediately.' He said with panic

'Laksh I am staying at my friend's place. Tell me what it is.' She replied wondering what it was that scared Laksh so much. She put the call on speaker

'I can't tell you like this. We need to meet somewhere alone' Sanskar looked at her and raised his eyebrows with irritation

'Swara,You won't believe what I found out today...' Laksh's voice sounded urgent and frightened,

'Laksh why do you sound scared? We will meet tomorrow. I will give you a call...'

'Swara, take care and don't meet Ragini alone.' He said. Before Swara could ask the reason, the call got disconnected due to weak signal...

Swara and Sanskar stared at each other with bewilderment....

PRECAP

Swara and Sanskar are shocked at the past secrets of the family that spill out with hatred and venom........