"No! No! Please no! Don't tell him anything," She vigorously shook her head and stood up,

turning towards the make-up artist, the shock in her eyes transforming to pleas, "Don't tell

him anything."

All the color from her face had flown away as her hand rested on her heart, which began to

palpitate wildly at the mention of apprising him.

"Don't worry. We won't. Shabaash ab aap baith jayein aur aansu saaf kar lain," The

beautician suggested and she obediently nodded her head and immediately sat ...