BALH - It might just eventually happen

Priya and Ram had boarded their flight to New York from Mumbai and were sitting on their business class seats. Ram noticed Priya was a little cold from all the AC blowing in the aircraft cabin. He called for the stewardess and asked for a blanket for his wife. She heard him and asked the stewardess to also get a few paper towels or an actual towel. When the stewardess handed over both the things to Priya, she passed on the paper towels to Ram 

Priya - aapko paseene aa rahe hain Mr. Kapoor, ye lijiye ! itni thand me bhi paseena kaise aa sakta hai 

Ram - ab garmi hai to hai, tumhe pata nahi itni thand kaise lag sakti hai...

There was another American couple seated across from Ram and Priya who were silently observing and then the man stood up to talk to them 

Man - Indian married couple ?

Ram nodded yes 

Man - so adorable, you guys look awesome together. 

Priya was slightly uncomfortable, Ram just blurted thanks 

The man called his wife 

Man - I understand little bit of hindi, babes this man just ordered an additional blanket for his wife while the wife ordered paper towels for her husband. They look like they are so much in love, don't you think?

Wife - of course ! look how lovingly he is looking at her. Sorry my husband is a bit of spy, was trying to tell me he understands Hindi. But happy married life to you both ! and Happy journey ! 

Man - hahaha Happy married life once again man! 

Priya managed a weak smile while Ram mumbled "Thank you and wish you the same too". Priya got a book from a large purse and began reading while Ram pulled out his laptop. The last few days had been difficult for him. There were times when Priya would sleep next to him and he just wanted to tell her how much he loved her and he will be hers and only hers for the lifetime.

He knew he had to give Priya her time and then maybe New York will unfold itself to present opportunities to be back to herself and Ram an opportunity to pour out his heart. He had begun to realize that his love for Juhi was something that had stemmed out of an infatuation but what he felt for Priya was so much more deep, he felt emotionally connected to her. His family was after all right, he was just a wandering soul and the right partner will give that soul the right direction. 

Priya's POV - Mr. Kapoor bhi na, itni care and concern ki kya zarurat hai , waise bhi ye americans ko to bahot saari cheezon me pyaar dikhta hai..chodo, New York itne saalon baad bahot acha lagega...Mr. Kapoor bata rahe the ki times square par hi hum stay karenge hotel main, thats interesting, mehenga to hoga hi. Waise acha hai Andy, Abby se to roz bhi mil sakti hun, unka workplace bhi to times square hi hai. 

They finally checked into the hotel after such a long journey and turned to bed without thinking at all. The jet lag had always affected Priya. However when she woke up, Ram was sitting comfortably in the arm chair and working (this man worked day and night Priya thought)

Ram - chalo finally you are up! main wait kar raha tha taaki office jaane se pehle tumhe room keys ka ek set de dun 

Priya - oh thank you ! and sorry meri wajah se office k liye late ho gaya..

Ram - no worries, Vikram aaya tha wo pahunch gaya hai subah subah hi.. well I guess you know this area of new york better than me, to dekho kuch coffee places explore kar lo. main shaam tak aa jaunga 

Priya smiled - ok ! 

Ram - bye! 

Priya - Mr. Kapoor, ek minute, wo ghar se nikalte waqt dhyaan hi nahi raha but I don't have cash or currency for US anymore. Main change karana chahti thi airport par but bhul gayi. You know aapke office k aas paas agar main kahin kara sakun to?