I am a pretty strong feminist, so it surprised me to no end why a character like Manik Malhotra intrigues me especially when all my partners in crime are pretty much Anti-Manikđ
Let me start by saying, I hate Manik and Nandini's whole slave-bond thing. It was not even a feminist thing for me as much as a basically de-human thing to do, making her wipe his shoes , just to demean her was pretty much the lowest of lows for me. Manik needs to be redeemed for even MaNan to work , otherwise the romance will be pretty hollow.
But as a character, Manik is as interesting as it comes, this guy does nothing in half-measures, his love and hate are both burning with intensity and damn anyone who gets caught in the crossfires of it. Manik is the product of a broken home, no excuse for being mean and horrible but taught from early on that love is just a commodity, a product of a " give and take" policy, his mother is not Maa, Mama or Mummy to him, just a cold hard word, Noyonika, the way he speaks about her you wouldn't even know its his mother. The only thing Manik seems to cherish is Fab5 to an extent and his friendship with Dhruv to a larger extent. Dhruv and Manik's relationship stands out from the rest of the Fab5, it is a bond that has been formed as children and like we have seen they seem to be the only ones calming each other down.
Manik doesn't believe in family, it doesnt bother him that Nandini's pen was her last connection to her father, why should it, according to him, family means nothing, just a bond of necessity, a loose bond of relationship governed by benefit. Its after all friends that matter.
" Friends are the family you choose for yourself", Manik seems to live by this policy, the Fab5 gives him a sense of belonging, a pride of belonging to something, for people with no strong familial ties, a group of misfits, with no parental guidance, no understanding of right or wrong.
As human beings, we always look to belong somewhere and Manik's whole being derives from being a part of Fab5. When he is with them, they goad him to be more mean, more vicious and he revels in their adoration, in their approval, something he never gets from his own mother.
A pack of misfits masquerading as a pack of wolves.
To be continued...