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Hello everyone, due to several sleepless nights that I spent because of the last week's fantastic episodes I ultimately realized that I can only rest in peace if I write a story based on our dearest VirMan😛 .This is going to be my second attempt at writing a story based on them so please do bear with the flaws. I thought of turning this into a SS. So here it goes...
Sang Hoon Tere( Chahe kuch bhi ho jaye)
Manvi sat on the steps of Gangaghat just like any other day .After returning from Chandigarh two months back, this had become her daily routine. Anyone who visited Gangaghat during this past two months would have seen her sitting in the same posture-----legs vertically folded,her arms around her knees and face half buried in her arms,tears trickling down her face. These tears reflected the excruciating mental and physical pain she was going through ; the mental pain outdoing the physical one she felt.
She was reminiscing her past---- when she had been the ever smiling,bubbly,fun loving Manvi who enjoyed life to the fullest. She missed that Manvi terribly. She had no one to share her sorrow with; She didn't want to affect her Jeevika di's married life, her family members were too pre occupied with her treatment and the only person whom she could share everything, her Virat... she had distanced herself so much from him that she was ashamed of her ownself for treating Virat in the way she did. But she had no other option, she had to do it...for his "happiness"..at least she thought so. Her self-made loneliness was engulfing her slowly, just like death was in the form of cancer. Thoughts of Virat only added to her sorrows but she lived only with the help of those memories now...
Two months back, after returning from Mumbai, she had overheard Virat talking to Viren about her deteriorating health conditions. She had then decided that there was no hope for her betterment and she had left chandigarh immediately without paying any heed to her sister's tears, everyone's request and Virat's begging. She had missed her sister and her partner whom she had recently fallen in love with, like anything. But she was strong in her resolve, She had to move out of Virat's life, she had to distance herself from him. For three days she disconnected all his calls and didn't reply to any of his messages and it was just killing her. On the fourth day she decided to take up his call unable to stop herself anymore, but his pain-choked voice again brought her resolve back and she took the very brutal step of taking out the sim card of her mobile and throwing it. For her it was like taking out her heart from her body and throwing it. Thus she snapped off all connections with her life, her soul, her Virat.
Just a week back,just out of curiosity she connected the sim again fearing to receive a call or message immediately but secretly hoping for it.But she got to see only some messages sent more than a month back. She waited for his call or message day and night but it never came. She felt like being stabbed with a dagger.But hadn't she wanted this very thing to happen? Now when it had she could not bear it. She felt that Virat had at last forgotten her and moved on. What she did not know was that Virat had been calling up Badi Beeji each and everyday and had been getting regular updates about Manvi's health from her.
Manvi was deep in her thoughts remembering the times she had spent with him when suddenly she was brought out of her reverie by a voice calling her. "Manvi", the voice came again, so soft was the voice that it felt that the owner of the voice was afraid that a louder sound might hurt her. Love,care,pain and worry overflowed from the tear-choked voice. Manvi shot her head up, bewildered and shocked to the point of trembling. She could recognize this voice even if she were unconscious. Her eyes met those chocolate brown ones in which she had found her life. She had thought that Virat would shout at her,shake her,accuse her if they ever met again but now his mellowed expressions amazed her. Seeing her amazed face, he again spoke with the same softened tone, "Manvi".
This was more than she could bear. She couldn't bear to see this undying affection for her in him .The next thing she did was turn around and run as if her life depended on it. Virat, unable to realize the situation,stood stupefied for a second,and then he too ran behind her worried for her safety. Manvi's weak legs were giving way,her head was spinning from exhaustion but still she ran. Virat ran behind her screaming,"Manvi stop. Please Manvi. You'll fall in the water. Manvi wait".Manvi didn't care today. It was such an irony that just as life was running away from her with each passing day, she was similarly running away from her life, her Virat. The two kept running across the boulders just beside the river.Suddenly unable to take it anymore, Virat saw his Manvi fainting and before he could do anything she lost her balance and fell into the Ganges."MANVI!!!!!!!!" Virat's horrified,spine-chilling scream echoed through the entire town of Hrishikesh...
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so friends that was the first part...Please let me know whether I should continue with it...Your comments are VERY PRECIOUS to me...REALLY hope you like it...😊 😊
Part 2: Page 6
Part 3: Page 9
Part 4: Page 12
Part 5:Page 16
Part 6:Page 19
Part 7:Page 21
Part 8:Page 24
Part 9:Page 28
Part 10:Page 32
Part 11:Page 35
Part 12:Page 38
Part 13:Page 40
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