The music at the radio station on FM played 1) 'Mere yara tere gham agar payenge hume teri hai kasam hum sawar jayenge' 2) soniyo o soniyo......tu dede mera saath tham le ye hath chahe jo v ho baath, tu baas deede mera saath. The songs one by one had made us feel them. I could see him. His eyes didn't meet me. I understand when he is hurt. Although there is not a particular expression that predicts he is angry but I know something changes the colour of his face. He turns red alongwith his eyes and he doesn't directly look into my eyes. I switched off the FM to ease the moment. 'Why did you switch it off? Fearing that your feelings might erupt?' Speaking rudely he still didn't look at me. Stealing his eyes away he focussed on the windshield. "I thought of easing you. It's you who is facing away hiding his eyes from me. You still don't understand my intentions, my feelings." With teary eyes I faced his tear-glossed eyes. We looked into each other for some moment as if letting each other know that its not only you, we too have suffered. We didn't speak. A silence crept over our heart. But the journey continued.....