"Are you sure Swara? You won't feel bad will you?" Ragini asked slowly, keeping her eyes on Swara's pale face.
"No Ragini" Swara shook her head, passing a fake smile.
Three days later Ragini and Laksh went for their Manali trip. Family members asked and were against Laksh and Ragini's trip in absence of Swara and Sanskar but being the perfect daughter-in-law of the house, Swara persuaded them. 
It was just two days for Sanskar's upcoming US trip, Swara thought to help Sanskar with his packings.
"What do you need me to pack?" She asked when he was packing his Mac before going to the office. 
Today, he needed to go early for his meetings, he had already informed her about him skipping his breakfast.
"No Swara, you don't have to worry about it. I have already completed packing." Sanskar took his suit jacket, and was ready to leave.
It was always Swara who used to pack his bag for any business trips earlier.
"What about your ties? Should I make a knot?" She knew her husband always had a hard time with it.
Her question halted him in his tracks. 
'You will be the only one who will make knots for my ties. No one else. Not even me.' His own voice rang in his ears. The promise he had made to her on their proposal night. 
But life is unpredictable... The future is alway uncertain. 
On their proposal night if anybody had told him about their future separation of 6 months, Sanskar would have considered that person as crazy but alas they went through pain and struggle where he himself was not sure about her return in his life.
Confidence, security, certainty for their relation was at stake during those 6 months, which resulted him turning into pessimist. 
"No Swara. I learned to make a knot. So now I am good." he replied without turning to her. 
He knew a sudden change in their simple routine would change the dynamics of their relationship. It will be heartbreaking for her to accept but he himself was left helpless in front of his vulnerable heart which had closed itself in shell.
He left and Swara kept on staring at his retiring figure with dropped shoulders.
But she also was Mrs. Swara Sanskar Maheshwari, a woman who never learned to give up. A woman who always wanted a perfect marriage, perfect family, perfect home.
She knew she had to fight for his attention, his love. Somewhere her heart had reached to a conclusion that their separation had twisted their undying bond. 
She had vowed to win him back.
After a long thought, she decided to have lunch with her beloved husband. 
Swara cooked Sanskar's favourite lunch with Panneer and Bhindi. She had decided to take lunch for him in the office. 
Driver parked car in front of Maheshwari Inc office main door. Swara got down. She entered inside and after taking the elevators she reached the top floor meant for Maheshwari men and other high profile dignitaries.
"Mrs. Maheshwari, long time?" Reshma, floor admin, welcomed Swara when she came out of the elevator.
"Hello Mrs. Reshma, how are you?" Swara had been to the office a couple of times which resulted in her knowing few from admin staff.
"I am fine. How are you?" 
"I am good too. Is Sanskar busy in any meeting or is he in his cabin?" Swara asked with a small smile.