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Hey !!! Sorry I am late.. Was travelling..

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Chutki's here.

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Goddamn it.

Goddamn you.

I hate you.


For making me crave NK's presence so damn badly. I never ever ever thought I would say that. But thanks to YOU, here I am, with an aching heart that just refuses to untwist.

Your words are magic, YOU are magic. Not just because of who you are as a person, but because of the way your words touch people, the way they make people feel, inspire people- because you sure as hell inspire me. Every, single, day. You make me so proud. It takes a lot of courage to go against the tide, love. But you do, you push yourself, you challenge yourself- you're my river.

I can't do justice to the heartbreaking melancholy of this update. The image of that person disappearing in a cloud of dust, his eyes red rimmed from her rejection- will stay with me for hours, days. I've always told you that you fill in the color to black and white pictures- here is one moment you truly did.

Never has such a lyrical, poetic love scene made my skin tingle, my hands feel the curls on NK's neck, shiver in anticipation. The feeling of discovery is so palpable, and you let the reader feel the change in how she sees him through her eyes, feel the way her heart now pounds for him. NK's acceptance of her without any conditions, the way he just wants her as she is, loves her for WHO she is... man, M, you make it really hard on us. Really, really hard. Forget filling in color- you turned these scenes into GIFs, the moving pictures in Harry Potter. You brought him to life in our minds, a character that has passed, that isn't even present in real time! How the hell do you do it? Just- how?

You turned us into traitors, Mirabell. We've broken the code. For the first time, we don't just want Arnav and Khushi together, but long for NK and Khushi as well.

You're a hell of a writer, a hell of a woman.

Love you,
Chutki.

maiii

New Delhi, Here I come ---
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How is that NK and Khushi have a kiss and we ran out of breath? How is that they share the passion and I get the sweats? Kudos to you for not just mixing the words but making a "kadambam" out of it, that too a 10 mozham one!!!

Yes, at thirty thousand feet you always get to see the big picture (literally and pun intended) and I am glad for the trip down the memory lane which really put the things in perspective for me too. There were some doubts on my part earlier on why Khushi had a tough time moving on. Thanks to this chapter, all those doubts are now put to rest.

It is obvious from the few pages of her memory diary that you laid out, that NK's chapter is a hard one to forget. Looks like he is a memory from that part of the brain which has a direct connection to the heart.

I always thought it was impossible not to miss Arnav as an Arshi fan but this chapter made it clear that "I"-"M"-possible. Delhi can wait, Arnav can wait because thoughts, especially the ones that won't let you sleep are worth their time. Thank you for making us part of your thoughts aka "dreams when you are awake", as I would like to refer them to.

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Awesome update!!! NK sounds like such an awesome husband and father!!!!

Wow.. seriously.. I just lost track of time and I totally cannot understand when I held my breath. This is really one brilliant update. It spoke all the churning emotions in Khushi. It shows how much Khushi lost n the form of NK. It shows how much she was left with after the loss of NK. It says how much she lost it before getting NK. It shows how much alone she was even though she had two people next to her. It shows the love, happy, sad, and every emotion we feel in our life. It shows how much she is determined to be fine after she lost NK.

I love Fridays, it's my favorite day of the week. Go home unwind and relax, no work the next day, nothing that I have to do that instant as there is always the weekend to catch up on routine housework, I just love it. Now like a cherry on top I came home and relax with a new chapter from you. It's pure bliss! Thank you for making my Friday's really special.