VII - Life With Nandini [CH63-PG128/LinktoThreadEight-PG01] 5 Feb - Page 37

Hello People!

Hmm!! Thursday it is! And definitely not an easy one I believe. So many things happening around. To be Honest it is hell disturbing! You may ask whom I support? My answer is indeed predictable. Parth Of course!! I won't reason here why and all. I have my logics and I am able to see what negative forces are trying to conceal. Trust me when I say, nobody - absolutely nobody knows how it feels to be falsely trapped better than me. 3 years before - I was where Parth is now. In a deep shit. I hadn't raved about or begged to prove myself correct because I knew that it was bad phase and bad time. I knew I was right and so I stayed quiet. Yes it took time, many thing ruined but eventually I won. Karma exists! I have seen those bunch of guilty people getting destroyed and finished before my eyes.

I am not a person who puts my trust on anyone. Especially Men. But when I do put my faith on someone; nothing can shake it. I am not mature by age but I know the difference between right and wrong. I have always followed my heart and it had never ever betrayed me. I can't explain why but Yes - I do support Parth and I will always. Believe it or not - I am a Female Version of Parth. Everything I know about him is nothing else but a fact about my own self. From being a foodie to favorite red color to travelling to Love for Ferrari and all mini things in between - Everything about us is same. I don't know how I am sure but yeah - Parth is not the Villain and he can never be.

People can lie but their eyes can never. And his eyes are supporting his words. Just because he has no Biggies watching his back or tweeting in his support - doesn't mean he is wrong. At least not for me. And please excuse me - but an illegally leaked legal notice with spelling mistakes, no official stamps and signatures is not a PROOF for me. In fact, it is something not even worth a consideration. Plus - I am not blind, dumb and imbecile to believe a Man who claims to be innocent and falsely accused Victim but is openly and with all his freedom - breaching the clauses of the so - called legal document. How convenient is that? Wow! Hah! Please! Cut the crap! Too much foolishness for an intelligent head like me.

First of fall; Indian law doesn't entertain publicity of a legal notice. I wonder how the Police and legal executives involved are even sitting quiet and not taking a strict action against the media house for the offense of making a legal bond Public. This act is forbidden by criminal law. Also, the 'accused' is breaching the terms of the issued bond, tweeting nonstop and still sitting at home. Can anyone please explain me how is this OKAY? Where are the long arms of the Law? Are all the forces of law and order on a vacation to heaven? Or is it that the 'proof' is only fake? I think I know the answer :) Well I also know what is cooking! I hope the world too understands. Truth wins and if believed soon and supported - its victory won't be this late. :)

Just Remember

About respect for women - I would just say no cheap and disrespectful Man can ever have loving, ages long female friends and their blind trust! Girls are keen in judging Men! Especially the women of 21^st Century. That's an evidence enough to guess how his character is. Besides what he does in personal life is and shouldn't be the concern of fans. I won't tolerate any random person - whom I don't even know interfering in my personal life and commenting on it. Literally - I would first give them a brutal death and then haunt their souls too. Seriously - being in the industry sometimes sucks big time. My heart goes out to all the actors and actresses who lose all their rights of being humans to their fame. Sigh!

Mind here; I am not speaking anything about or obliquely taunting Niti. Absolutely not! I Love her as much I Love Parth. Nothing less. Whatever she said and did was her reaction and I don't condemn it in any way. She is a human too and has all rights to do whatever she wants to. In fact - Things here are all about two Men and I would appreciate if Niti is not dragged into this unnecessarily.

P.S - The above mentioned matter is solely my Point of View. Bashing won't be tolerated. You have different views? Fine, well and Good! Keep it to yourself. I won't bear an ounce negativity and hate statements for me or for any actor in comments. I don't want my thread to get spoiled please! I have politely requested and I hope you all will comply. Otherwise - Please be ready to face the bitch side of mine :P

Thank You

I have said earlier too and again saying - though its sad and disheartening but this end was for Good. Manik, Nandini. FAB 5, NavTi, ManBir, DhruBir or say - Ky2 as a whole will always be cherished and we writers will do everything we can to keep our MaNan alive :) We have enough memories to live with and It was a happy ending and lets be happy about it :D

Kudos to the whole cast and crew !!

Thank You for such an awesome show :D

Will Miss You Guys Like Anything !!

Spoken too much :P Now coming to the update - Its an emotional one I would say. I Love my Parents the most in this world and I can even murder anyone for them if required. Recently; I have seen a heart wrenching video of Children disrespecting their Parents and treating them in a harsh way. In the fake glitters of words - we often forget the two most precious diamonds we are gifted and blessed with.

So This update is a tribute to all those super heroes and super women in this world - Our Parents.

Respect Them - Love Them - They deserve every bit of it :D

You can complain for less MaNan and I am ready to take them but I couldn't stop myself from penning this sequence down.

Hope You Like it. Do read; hit like and definitely do comment :D I am not underestimating myself this time :P Do comment warna I would regret doing so :P

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Chapter - 60

Location - London

Dadda aap dono kya chuparahe ho? The suspense is killing me. Please bataiyye na ke kya surprise hai? Nandini urged for probably an umpteenth time - slightly miffed by the torturous and seemingly endless patience - that she was maintaining since forever betraying the uncontrollable thrilling sensations within her. Mr. Malhotra smiled at her impatience and repeated the answer that had become a hackneyed phrase, a cliche by then, for her on grounds of being overused in the last one and half hour of travelling Bas thodi der aur Princess! She heaved an exasperated sigh and huffed, giving a frustrated look You're being Monstrous Dad! You know I hate waiting phir bhi ap mujhe itna wait karwar .. Abruptly; she fell silent as the Car came to a smooth halt and her eyes caught sight of the surroundings that were familiar to her heart. Vague memories flashed before her vision and in no time; her brain retrieved the HD versions and began playing them before her eyes. Her chest constricted with sentiments and a thousand finer feelings and her heart pounded against it with an unbelievable rapidity - like that of several excited hearts throbbing together as she found herself at the doorstep of her that lost home after ages - which had seen her beautiful childhood, where her beloved Parents ever lived and where those few precious pleasant years she had spent with them were treasured. Shocked to her core; she just sat stiff and frozen on her seat and gaped at her old abandoned home, a sentry to the window of time. Still dazed and unsure if all of it was actually true or just a dream being seen with open eyes; she looked at Mr. Malhotra and Manik and smiling warmly at her, the latter said joyfully, after helping her out of the car and hugging her sideways Yes Baby! Your home! Your Parents home! Sapna nahi hai yeh. She stared at him for some few seconds; registering his words and as the overwhelming actuality seeped into her every fiber; tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

Please do Play the song :) You will get the feel only then :D

Its Lori from Family

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHlvaBaGz7w[/YOUTUBE]

Lor Lori

La la lori

La la lori

La la lori

'Be Careful Munchkin! Come give me a hug! Mamma missed you so much Baby!'

The sweetest; love laced voice attracted her attention and Nandini was surprised to find her gorgeous Mother, standing at the door with open arms. Her heart smiled and her body itched to get crashed into her chest but before she could even budge, a baby Nandini, dressed in her school uniform, rushed past her and hopped in her Mother's arms. Her spirits dampened as she realized that she was just seeing visions of a scene from her past and that her Mother ain't actually there.

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Chandan Ka Paalna Resham Ki Dor

Chandaa Ki Chaandni Laayi Achur

Neendiya Tora Rasta Rahe Aankhiyan Agor

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Slowly; taking Baby steps - she walked towards the house; beholding it with galore Love and longing despite its worsened condition. She gasped and soft sobs followed as she stepped in and sighted the wrecked interior.

Bhanvwaran Ke Huthwan Pe Kaliyan Ki Baat

Bela Ki Khushbu Se Mehki Hai Raat

Dheeme Dheeme Purwaiya Maaren Hilor

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Chandan Ka Paalna Resham Ki Dor

'Happy Birthday My Baccha! Papa loves you so Much!'

'Rishu! Give me my Doll back! Papa bolo na Rishu ko!'

'Time for Dinner Babies! Chalo jaldi Mamma paas ajao!'

'Sshhh! Rona Nahi Baccha! You are Papa's brave girl. See! Abhi theek hojayega!'

Their voices rang in her ears and corresponding memories, their faces, the cuddles, hugs and kisses, the laughs and cries, the lively frolics and family times; flickered before her eyes and around her in fast-forward, one after another while she stood motionless in the middle of it all. Everything inside was decrepit; racked and ruined, covered in cob webs and spider webs - greyed walls layered with black streaks of dust; floor littered with debris and speckled with flakes of paint; furniture besmirched with grime and curtains hung limp and moth eaten - yet the house felt nothing less than a heaven to her. The best and also the saddening part was that it was exactly how they had left it behind on that unfortunate Day - absolutely untouched.

Palakan Hindole Pe Nenediya Jo Le

Mamta Ki Bahiyan Mein Bachpan Phoolen

Dheem Dheeme Raat Kate Ho Jaaye Bhor

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Chandan Ka Paalna Resham Ki Dor.

Lor Lori Lori Lal Lor Lor

Chandan Ka Paalna Resham Ki Dor'

The soothing lullaby in her Mother's mellifluous voice; melted into her ears as she moved into her Parent's room and daydreamt the priceless moment of her Mother putting her and Rishabh to sleep.

While she was reliving her memories; Manik and Mr. Malhotra were busy wiping her tears or rather collecting them whilst quietly admiring her delight and boundless rapture - the sole and ultimate reward for which they'd endeavored.

The corners of her lips tugged upwards into a awestruck smile as she reached their mini Photo Gallery - a wall in the room decorated with their numerous memories captured in pictures. Raising her trembling hands; she rubbed away the dirt from a snapshot featuring her playing with her Father and sang the lines she used to sing for him, in a choked and muted tone, skimming her fingers over the photo frame Chanda ne pucha taron se, taron ne pucha hazaron se, Sabse pyara koun hain? She paused for some moments, waiting for him to say his part but knowing the harsh reality that he could never ever; she herself continued, in a more feeble voice Papa .. Mere Papa .. Her eyes dewed up and unable to contain the immense and unbearable ache of their harrowing absence any longer in her heart; she sagged against Manik and burst out weeping. Even though his core twinged seeing her in pain - he didn't try to console and just let her cry her heart out; holding her closer than possible to himself and hugging her as tight as he could while Mr. Malhotra stood misty - eyed; patting her head gently with fatherly affection.

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Minutes later - much to the relief of Mr. Malhotra and Manik - Nandini calmed and Manik asked concerned, brushing a wisp of hair away from her forehead and cupping her cheek Theek ho na tum? Smiling warmly; she gave a slight nod and then said or to be more precise, expressed her gratitude; turning to Mr. Malhotra and embracing him I know aapko mera yeh kehna bilkul nahi pasand but please let me say it today. Thank You Dadda! This is the bestest surprise ever! I Love You So Much! Fondly; he impressed a kiss on her head and replied, enfolding her in his arms I Love You Too Princess and anything for You! Manik too joined them for a complete family bear hug and then Mr. Malhotra complained, after pulling away and keeping a blessing hand over her head But One thing went so wrong. My Princess cried so much! I never wanted this. The only thing I can't bear is your tears Baccha. What if your Parents are not alive? Main hoon na! Hamara blood relation nahi hai but my Love for you is nothing less; in fact it is more than my Love for Manik. Unki tarah meri bhi khushi teri smile mein hai. So agey se; No rona aur ansu bahana. Okaye? Promise Me! Her eyes moistened again; this time with ecstasy but heeding to his words; she nimbly blinked the moisture away and then said, bobbing her head and kissing his knuckles respectfully Nandini Promise! You are the best Dadda. Mr. Malhotra grinned heartily and mirroring him; Manik said enthusiastically, putting a fullstop to tears and lightening the ambiance Hmmm! So? Ab no more rona dhona! Its such a special moment Nandu! We are at your childhood place! There's so much to see. Itna sab kuch hain yahan tumhare bachpan se juda hua - mujhe har ek cheez dekhni hai. Show me around! Nandini smiled at his excitement and was about to answer but before she could even utter a word, Mr. Malhotra intervened and objected Don't be stupid Manik! Yahan ki halat dekh. Itni dhool mitti hai. Aur tujhe ghar dekhna hai? No way! Its not safe. Ek kaam karte hain. Abhi yahan se chaltey hain. Maine kuch workers ko bulaya hai! Woh shaam tak sari saf safai kardenge. Ek baar sab set hojaye - phir we will come back. Being of the same super+hyper+mega+ultra caring kind; Manik instantly liked the idea but Nandini didn't owing to a strong wish that had popped up in her heart a little while ago and voicing, she said politely No Dadda! Main yahan itne saalon baad wapas ayi hoon. Mujhe nahi jana. This is my home And I want to clean it myself. The Malhotra Men exchanged looks; obviously not pleased and visibly reluctant to favor the idea of her laboring and reading the disapproval written all over their faces effortlessly; she buttered, making a puppy face Please Dadda! Please Mani! I just want to do this. Akele nahi. Of course you can help me! Workers can also work along. But I want to be here and do it myself! Please! Pretty Pleaaase! Her cute plea wrapped in her sugary voice made it impossible for them to resist and so catering to her this whim too like any other; they said in unison Okay! And then Mr. Malhotra added the terms and conditions But you will listen to us! And no much working for you. Bas thoda sa! Hum hain aur workers bhi hain. Okaye? Giving the rubber - stamp; she waggled her head and flung in their arms for a quickie jadoo ki jhappi.

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Mr. Malhotra and Mr. Malhotra! What do you think you both are doing? Please enlighten me! Nandini demanded explanation in a full - on bossy tone; arching her brows and crossing her arms on her chest on seeing her two heroes getting ready to kick - start the elbow grease in their Dormeuil Vanquish II's - the ultimate luxury tailored suits they were clothed in. Not understanding what she was speaking about; they looked at themselves, at each other, gave a nonchalant shrug and then Manik asked, unbuttoning his coat What? What are we doing? Safai karna hai na! Bas usi ke liye tayyar horahe hain! Mr. Malhotra too nodded and rolling her eyes; Nandini shook her head in disbelief and replied Unbelievable! You are planning to play with dirt in these apparels that cost an earth and whatnot? If you both have forgotten let me remind you both - the suits you people are wearing are worth $95, 319 each and are made up of Royal Qivuik, Ambassador, Dorsilk, Kirgzy White, and Fifteen Point Eight - six of the world's rarest fabrics! Exclusive collection hai! They worth a king's ransom and you both are preparing to turn them into rags? Hadd hai! Too Much ho aap dono! There is no way I am letting you both work in them! They weren't an ounce influenced by her elaborate description; being the two quintessences of the golden spined Men - and were about to laugh her BIG worry off when another considerate idea or better to say, a trick sparked up at the same time in their great minds that always thought alike. They gave each other 'Are-you-thinking-the-same-thing?' looks, smirked in accordance and then Manik feigned harmony, taking off his coat and moving towards her Haan! Yeh toh humne socha hi nahi. Hmm! Sahi hai! Itne expensive hai yeh suits - We can't destroy them hai na? Per Nandu! Yahan aas paas dekho! Har jagah dhool hai! Kahin rakh bhi nahi saktey! Tsk! The naive soul hmmed thoughtfully whilst scanning the room and then Mr. Malhotra continued, also removing his coat and getting near her Ab suits toh kharab nahi karsakte. Aur na hi kahin rakhsakte hain. Sss! Sardi bhi kitni badhgayi hai! Toh ek kaam karte hain .. He muffled his coat around her and added You wear this and sit at one place. Thand bhi nahi lagegi aur yeh kharab bhi nahi hoga! Yes! Nice Idea! Main saman aya ya nahi check karke aata hoon! He did his part and hastened and Nandini glared at Manik; having realized their intent but before she could give him her piece of mind, he draped his coat too around her and escaped, after muttering sheepishly Sardi bohot hai! Ek se kaam ni chalega. Take this also. Main workers ko dekhta hoon! Although their mischief did irk her; she couldn't help feeling more blessed to have them in her life and smilingly thanked her Aiyappa.

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7 hours of nonstop toiling passed and with major credits to the maintenance team and the two gentlemen in formals - who did all the work and made her do absolutely nothing but just supervise, relax and eat food at regular intervals - the house was back to its real beautiful form - painted, polished, speckless, sterile and as clean as a whistle. After taking a warm shower herself and then sending both of them too for the same; Nandini did a small puja in the existing temple of the house and decided to cook at least sweet dish herself as her dear husband had already ordered the Chef of their Mansion to cook and send a scrumptious dinner across. Since the kitchen was totally poor with only few empty vessels and a stove; Nandini summoned a guard and ordered for a gas cylinder, some other essential utensils and required cooking ingredients. In a flash; the things were present before her and without any further ado; she arranged the kitchen implements and started with her task - all the while admiring the place that had instincts of her late Mother.

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I Love You So Much! Manik breathed huskily; cocooning her in his arms and nuzzling his face in her damp hair. Having expected this kind of his entry; she wasn't really startled and replied softly, raising her hand to ruffle his hair I Love You Too! Feeling better? Sending sparks up her spine and tremors down her body; he placed a deep kiss on her neck and then purred, squeezing her a little Hmm! I Love You Nandini! Crimsoned and weakened by his romance; she could only smile shyly and he asked, breaking away from his indulgence and keeping his chin on her shoulder You can't stay away from work na Baby? Kya karrahe ho yeh sab? Dinner to order kiya hai na maine! Smoothly; she veered about, snaked her hands around his neck and then replied, after pecking the corner of his lips ever so softly Tumhare hotey main kuch zyada kaam karsakti hoon kya? Bas thoda sa badam kesar ka Halwa banaya hai! Ghar itne din baad theek hua hai - meetha banana shubh hota hai. Isliye! He didn't reply and just eyeballed her intensely and then spooning out some halwa; she blew air on it to cool it down and asked, after feeding it to him How is it? The delicacy having her magic touch did wonders on his tongue but being the naughty and needy him; he gulped down the sweet and replied, making an unsure face Umm! Sugar thodi si kam hai shayad! You check! Saying so; he fed her a spoonful of the halwa and as a matter of fact; it tasted delicious and she blushed scarlet - perceiving why he said so and what was coming. He simpered at her lovely reaction and then cupping her chin; fused his lips with hers. Caging her in his arms and entwining himself around her; he kissed her with consuming passion - earning soft moans and basking in the paradisiac sweetness of her lips. Sensing her shudder; he pulled apart for some seconds, let her breathe and again captured her lips. She smiled against his lips and responded with equal fervor - wallowing in his love and loosing herself to him bit by bit. Reluctantly; on running out of oxygen they parted and then Manik panted, resting his forehead on hers You are so cruel Nandini! Its been 17 hours since we kissed! I was dying for it. Tumhe pata hai na main ek ghanta bhi nahi rehsakta iske bina and you kept me deprived of it for 17 long hours. Stroking his mole with her thumb; she sucked his lips tenderly and then replied, shinning up on his feet I am Sorry Baby! I Love You So Much! His heart took to somersaulting and a radiant beam adorned his face on being addressed as 'Baby' after so long and he said, pressing his lips on her forehead I Love You Too! She smiled her gorgeous smile and then asked meekly, toying with the buttons of his shirt Mani! Can we please stay here tonight? I am not enough! Using his index fingers, he nudged her chin and answered, giving gentle brush to her nose with his Who said we are going? There are so many things here about your childhood Nandini! I want to see all those things, watch all the pictures, albums, video recordings and know the stories behind them! Isiliye maine Dad se pehle hi kehdiya tha ke we are staying. Woh bhi yahi sochrahe they isliye jhat se mangaye! Elated; she pecked his lips and said, leaning on him Mere bolne ka bhi wait nahi karte ho. Khudse hi sab samajh jatey ho! You and Dad are the sweetest! Muah! She kissed on his heart and just smiling; he bussed on her temple locked her in his warm embrace.

To Be Continued ..

Sorry Sorry Sorry ! I am Late ! Actually I had taken the laptop for updating but then Mom called me for some work :) Sorry !

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