~It's all paper , paper people , paper houses , paper trees , Paper Towns ...~
Manik's POV
-Dil Toh Sab K pass Hota Hai . Par sab Dilwale Nahi Hote Hai -Nah nah . I m not a Sharukh Khan fan but my wife is . My wife, 'Nandini Murthy' . She is an angel , my star .
I met here some six years ago and fell in love the very moment I set my eyes on her . I married her five years ago and from then we are happily wedded and bedded .
"Manik will you just stand there doing nothing come on help me to carry this heavy thing ! " Nandini complained bringing me out of my thoughts .
I smiled . I loved the way she complained making cute pouts .
I happily carried the red suitcase from her hand . After all what was I for ?
"Now . Where is the red bag ! Uffo . I left it in the bedroom . I have to bring it again . " Nandini complained again as I exited the living room .
"Aiyapa ! Main hoon na " now there , another one .
It was none other my little girl , my little star . My daughter Manini (Manik +Nandini) who was another Sharukh fan. My daughter was jus four years old with some broken words yet she loved to tell dialogues and talk mature . Hmm and too filmy .
She was just like her mother . And my son was just like me . Nandik (Nandini + Manik) my four year old son . Twin brother of Manini .
They both were of contrast charters a portray of their parents . Manini was just like her mother in looks but was naughty like me. I loved her more than
anyone . Sssh keep it a secret .
Anyways the children have holiday so we are going for an outing . Somewhere in south as Nandini is from there . Yes miss idli met mr puran poli .
So this was last minute packing . My family has been packing from past one week and still we are . Actually I don know what s left . It's just that Nandini is worried that she will forget something and my daughter is adding so many things that we have like so many suitcase as if we are leaving the home forever .
"Ama my pickachu and smurf ." Manini said informing us that she forgot them .
"Manu . Baby . Let's leave them here . The house will be alone na , so there should be someone to take care of the house . " I cajoled my daughter . I hated saying no to her . But today we simply could not add more stuffs . Otherwise there would not be any space in our car .
"Baba my Robert . Can I also leave it here to take care of the house and Gabbar Kaka and Hitler Mausi . " my son asked me with puppy eyes .
"Of course my prince " I carried him with Manini , both on either sides of my arm while Nandini widened her eyes .
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I hurried the three into the car as we would get late for the flight .
"So come on my gulab jamons say your prayer " Nandini told Manini and Nandik.
"Come on Nandini . It's a family tour not a school trip ." I complained making faces which was soon pulled by my wife..
We laughed , we teased . But we never knew where the roads would lead to . A place far away , mysterious , strange yet so own .
To the Paper Towns .
---TBC---
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Hope you all like it . Do comment back your opinions . And it is nothing like the book . ;)