Pragya was so furious. If only she could get her hands on that crazy man and his lunatic friend, they would realize she's not one of those girls that kiss up to them. The infuriating guys! The first was staring at her as if he wanted to abduct her and the other was too rude, even for a renowned celebrity that he is. She is just happy that she is not one of his fans. She is also going to make damn sure that Bulbul never goes to his shows anymore. In fact, she would make sure no one she knows root for him anymore.

Her day started on a disturbing note as Bulbul kept droning on and on about a new shirt she wanted to buy, a shirt with Abhi's face plastered on it. How was that supposed to make her day? At the office she kept to herself and none of her coworkers could cheer her up.

When it was time for lunch she left her office at the Publishing Company where she works and crossed to the coffee shop. She made her order and just fiddled with the straw before deciding she's had enough. She could however feel eyes on her which made her uncomfortable especially since she could see no one when she looked up. She shrugged the sensation of being observed off and slowly made her way back to the office.

This is simply fabulous. Abhi couldn't believe that he was staring at the crazy girl from two nights earlier. The girl that slapped him and made him look like a fool. The girl who felt she's better than him, the girl who doesn't give a damn about him! Here she is, without even having to scour the whole of Mumbai in order to fish her out. She is going to regret what she did to him.

He got out of his car and put on his glasses. It was sheer luck that he had to be driving by when she came out of the building. He caressed his hand bands and smiled to himself. Miss Snotty will be shocked when she sees him.

He looked around self-consciously so as to avoid the attention that comes from being a celebrity. Now is not the time people should recognize him, cluster around him giving her ample time to run off. No way. He kept his eyes to the ground as he crossed the street.

The building was a new one and he gave it a minute of appreciation before stepping in.

The girl at the reception looked up and gave him a wide smile. "Hello charming, can you tell me
where to get the girl that just walked in?" He gave her his most winsome smile.

The girl flustered her lashes. "You mean Pragya Di?"

Pragya? An ugly name for an ugly woman. "Pragya it is." He affirmed. "Where can I get her?"

The girl extended a notepad and her cell phone to him. "You will have to give me an autograph and take few pictures with me before I tell you where to find her."

The little brat, he thought amusingly. "Of course sweet, anything for you."

"You are so dead Pragya," Abhi murmured under his breath as he left the girl, preparing to head to the office she described to him.

"Abhishek?" Someone called and he turned. His mouth rounded in an exclamation of surprise as he stared at Sameer.

"It's so nice to see you again Sameer," Abhi said enthusiastically as he embraced the other man.

Sameer laughed. "I guess you can say that but the same is not for me since I see your face everyday." He said good-naturedly.

"Seeing me on screen is quite really different from seeing me like this." He pointed out.

Sameer nodded. "You're right about that. How is Purab? I see his face every now and then but like you stated earlier, nothing to be compared to seeing his real face."

Abhi laughed. "Purab is