So here is the lazy writer back with an OS or an excuse for getting some forgiveness before the people on the forum burn her for her carelessness and inactiveness. Well, I had reasons, okay? I am a nerd so well, studies comes before everything for me and I have my exams going on for I don't know about how long now? But yeah, they will end on March 22nd, after which I will write and write to all of your heart's content, that is if you guys forgive my sorry ass and want to read my abandoned stories once again.
P.S: I just wrote anything down here, read at your own risk and if possible, forgive me for the sins I have committed.
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They say true love is when both them don't end up together, I say that is utter bullshit! They say that the disastrous, dramatic love stories are the best, I believed hat, but after my own I believe I was a moron.
You fall in love easily, but falling out of it, especially when your mind screams that He was the 'one', turns out to be the most messiest, heartbreaking and groundbreaking thing to go through.
School used to be so much easier, only fun and no feelings, but my stupid stupid heart had to beat for someone who I couldn't have ever dreamt of pursuing. But at that point of time, it was only him and me, not the stares or the glares thrown my way when he said he felt the same.
He made me independent, broke the shell around my mind, made me see what he saw, not an under confident, meek little silly girl, but a fierce, compassionate and ambitious beautiful girl, a girl who was opposite to what I believed myself to be. It was all so great, but it had to fade away.
School was undoubtedly the most beautiful experience of my life, the fun, the frolic, friends and... Manik. I may never see him again after the last day of class 12, but the image he left behind in my heart would be enough to keep me sane. But these memories had been tainted at last, when we broke away. I had promised that I would keep no hard feelings and may be that break up was for the best, but I couldn't bring myself to believe any of my lies even after 8 years of my life.
I don't know where he is, or what he has done in life, but the pain and the uneasiness in my mind when I think about him makes me restless. He would have moved on, maybe settled down into life with a wife and two kids as he had hoped or maybe he would have waited for me, to take me away on a goddamn horse because that's what happens in the movies now, right?
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"Nandini, get that ass of that goddamn bed and go for the event you have planned today. Come on, you have to see that the show is awesome, after all you are the damn designer." Navya squeaked as she entered my room.
Well I was awake since 5 in the morning, haunted with the thoughts of my dormant love-life, which had seemed to take a turn for the worse with the news of the new 'Billionaire- Manik Malhotra's ' News.
"Hey, isn't that the guy you used to date Nandu?" Navya asked when I suddenly looked away from the screen and started talking on the phone with my assistant.
"Ohh, hmm Manik, ya well that was eons ago.." I stated trying to run away from her scrutinizing gaze. "Well, whatever that guy is H-O-T! I would totally tap that!" "Well, he hasn't changed much then I guess." One thing I do not regret about the relationship we shared was the passion and the wild love that we had. None of my flings had ever satisfied me as he used to.
Finally waking up from the galore of flashbacks in my mind, I spotted the brochure of my event and felt proud about how my baby had succeeded.
Well, I was a fashion designer, something totally different from what I had originally thought to be, but after the many 'future talks' with Manik, I had understood that this was what my future was, I could draw new designs under minutes, something that no one without talent could do. And all of this had been my creation. Zyra, had turned 2 today and I couldn't have been happier.
Getting ready as soon as I could in my Marilyn Monroe inspired dress, which was a halter neck piece with virtually nothing to cover the back, I had to agree with Navya that I looked gorgeous.
This show had to be glorious as today most of the big tycoons in business were going to be present there, to increase the base of our sponsors and make Zyra a bigger and better company than it already is.
Reaching on the spot, I couldn't help but be amazed with how my team had been so efficient to make the event look impeccable. With the craze and the haze that surrounded me, it was time for me to go on stage with my showstopper Alya Saxena, a girl who was sure to go home with some big lad today.
"And please let's have a big round of applause for our creator and designer, Nandini Murthy." And I could see the flashlights on me, along with the many gazes on me, some glares and some very appreciative glances from what I suppose were the future sponsors.
But out of them all, I could feel one of the glances, something which was so intense and burning, I wanted to melt but I just couldn't bring myself to look towards the guy because of the many lights on me.
With the end of our show, I was sure that I would have many sponsors waiting for me, but what I hadn't anticipated was Manik Malhotra, asking for me and Aryaman pushing me towards him.
"So Nandu, this is Manik Malhotra, and he is one of the biggest tycoons in India." Aryaman introduced, and I was so tempted to laugh my guts out at that, but I couldn't. Then further leaning on me, Aryaman whispered in my ears, and action Manik clearly didn't like to see which was evident with the low growl that he gave out, "Just be nice to him Nandu, he's a big thing and probably the best for Zyra."
With both of us, intently gazing at each other and him busy checking me out, "Hi, Mr. Malhotra, it's a pleasure to see you here. I'm Nandini Murthy, the CEO of Zyra and hopefully a business associate in the future." I held my hand out, but instead of taking that, he pulled me into a hug, running his hands on my bare back and nuzzling his nose in my neck, taking in the fragrance he used to love and making me feel those sensations which I hadn't felt for years now.
Manik's POV
Nandini had been doing well in the eight years that we had been separated. She had Zyra, which was sure to be successful with Nandini heading it and even though I had been away from her, it didn't mean I didn't know what she was doing or how she was. I used to think that the break up we had would be the best for us both, and so I had initiated it, but what I hadn't thought about was would I be able to move on, and with the years that passed by, it became clearer and clearer that Nandini wasn't just a high school sweetheart, she was so much more.
Meeting her after so long, she looked every bit more beautiful than she used to and also seemed so different than what she used to be. And this transformation was something I had really started to dig now.
That hug was so much more than what it looked on the surface, I could still feel her shiver under my touch and relax as though she had reached home. She would leaving today with me, and I would make sure that every day of hers now shall be mine.
"Being formal now, aren't we? Meet me outside in 30 minutes. Things need to be sorted out." And with a big wet kiss on the base of her neck, I broke our embrace, to look upon the furiously blushing face of my Nandu.
It was clear, that she hadn't moved on from me, emotionally, just as I hadn't and that gave me more confidence to pitch in my interest in her, not only her business which would be a loss on my part if I didn't invest in it.
"Well, I should be going now Mr. Malhotra, Aryaman here would keep you company and give you all the much needed details of the company in which you are showing interest in." She said, before leaving me with her very clingy P.A, who hadn't given me a good impression by standing so close to her, but I still don't have those rights over her yet which I am very keen of getting today.
No one's POV
A journey that both of them had started by just being friends and then, taking it forward by being sweethearts, was stopped the day they mutually broke up. They were too young to understand what true love was and neither of them wanted to be the reason which forced them to give up a part of themselves, not searching for their own passions and dreams.
And they did meet, just like the old clichs, but that's what always happens. What's meant to be, is meant to be.
While Manik was very convinced about his decision to get her back, Nandini wasn't really clear on things anymore. She had been insecure, sometimes blaming herself for being the ultimate reason of their break up. What if he didn't find the strength to love her again? What if he just said it all in the haze of the immense lust and desire he always felt when she was around? Could she brace herself for the heartache again?
Closing off the rational part of her mind, she decided to fulfill the plea of her heart which had yearned for Manik every day since that faithful night. She would give in for quenching her thirst and desire and maybe, get her answers at the end of the journey she had planned.
Standing outside of the Taj Hotel, leaning on his black Porshe, she still couldn't believe that this guy could have ever liked her, or even felt love for her. The same beautiful and radiant face and physique, with the big and expressive chocolate coloured eyes, Manik Malhotra proudly stood up to his image as the Most Wanted Bachelor in India.
Watching her walk up to him, he held her hand in a firm grasp of his, planted a long lingering kiss on her knuckles and also, noticed the flash of a camera, making him sure about the headlines of tomorrow, stating another of his infamous flings, but this time they would be so wrong he mused, she was his future as he had decided.
Driving off into the dark, inviting night, he couldn't help but look at the angel before him. The windows rolled down, and the wind gushing in, with her midnight silky hair flying in with the wind, one of the many things which he loved about her. The silence in the car was overpowering, but it wasn't uncomfortable. They didn't need words to convey what they had felt in the years that they had been away. It was hard, staying away from each other was the worst thing that they had done.
They reached the place, which Nandini would call home about eight years ago, and Manik called it his escape from reality, as it had been inhabited since the day she left. The memories of this place overpowering both of their minds, making them look towards each other with the same longing, desire and love; things which they had decided to leave behind.
They entered their home holding hands, watching in awe, as the place looked just as beautiful as it used to, because well, of course Manik got it cleaned regularly. *The house couldn't clean itself now, could it?* One of the many perks of being a billionaire.
Manik looked towards Nandini, as the reminders of their many escapades came into his mind and his smouldering gaze melting her again, throwing her into the throes of passions and desires which had been undiscovered for far too long. Not waiting a second longer, they got engaged in the most passionate of kisses, trying to remember each and every part of each other's faces and trying to discover more and more, as they ended up on the bed, in a disheveled state, wearing almost ripped and torn clothes, their rationality wiped out and the sense of primal instinct kicking in.
So they made love, again and again until their mind was satisfied that the moments they had experienced minutes ago, weren't a part of some misleading dreams but a part of their reality.
As the morning kicked in, and the fully sated souls woke up in the embrace of one another's, the idea of ever leaving felt like some cruel joke.
"Don't think about leaving again. I loved you that day when we broke apart, and I still love you today, only today I know what a fool I was to let you go, to let go my heart which had been only loyal to you from the start. I know you hated the reasons and the justifications I gave to stop both of our hearts from breaking up further than they had, but now that I think of it, I was an idiot who didn't know how to value you, Nandini. And today, when I wake up with you in my arms, after having the best and most peaceful sleep after about 8 years, I don't think I will and can ever let you go, even if this time it's you who wants to. I love you and I will love you, as that's what 8 years of separation has taught me. I won't ask for a chance Nandini, as I know what you feel too. Just know that what we did before, does in no way decide our future from today." He stated, as he slowly saw the uncertainty in her eyes fading away, to give place to her prime emotions that had been buried for far too long.
"Even though I know you wouldn't have let me leave if I wanted to, I don't think I can leave again anyway. I never did stop loving you and maybe that's what had made me feel resentment towards you, but I can't and won't let those feelings come up again, because I'm not a fool. Who would want to give up a hot billionaire, who is in love with you, anyway?" She winked, as she saw his eyes fill up with the tears of devotion and love and wondered to herself, as to how many people were lucky like themselves to ever reunite with their true love who they had unknowingly left alone?
Life is never a journey for the ones who want it easy, it breaks you up after making you feel whole, but when at the end, it returns back what you actually deserve, you feel that this was the best journey you had ever been on and wouldn't change a thing in its course.
And when we're talking about MaNan, well, even life and death can't do them apart. *Winks*
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