.. dont have anything else to say.. i love this man.. love him! hes.. he's... huh.. he's .. god! he's so Effing beautiful he makes me want to bawl out loud! he's.❤️
Manik is..❤️.. what a man!
Good lord.. he's so incredibly dignified and restrained and ... jeez... i m crazy about him..
There is a universal sign language shared between every - her boy and his girl. You wouldn't find it in any library, a collection of codebooks would not stand evidence to it. Since only when your intuition becomes one, humaari dhadkane ek ho jaati hain, that you realise that i am her, and she is me. We are one!
When MANIK woke up from his long sleep, all he could bring to his dizzy state of mind was his nandini, something soft, something warm. A familiar warmth to him is all that engulfed him, and very reluctantly he opened his dizzy eyes. The first sight he saw was of her. Her face, her petite frame.
Nandini feels - What do you feel when the initial emotions of relief sweep away, replaced by the joy and contentment to hear him SAY nandini (only) after so long? Knowing that things may not be perfect at the moment, but hearing him, his voice, his heartbeat, his silence, the unspoken words, the unshed tears. she ran to the doctor and brought him to her Manik.
He clutched her hands, she held it more tight to herself, never ever wanting this feel of him to go away, if there was one thing she wanted, it was to hold him tight to her, safe and secure, protected from the rest of the world.
Nandu is all in love- and like any lady who has ever experienced that emotion, she was doubtful as to how much time had elapsed since they'd last being together, she could feel him that close. So much had happened since then- the realisation of her love included. So relieved was she to hear him, to softly take her name, she clutched tighter for it was so hard to believe!
Manan in one Bed :
leaning against him, their bodies comfortably aligned with each other. His eyes, that wouldn't leave hers, just sat transfixed, completely entranced.
even in that dizzy state of his he knows how poignantly she needs to be handled how softly his fingers on her removed the specs, topi and the mustache.
The blush was evident on her tainted cheeks, and his eyes did not fail to capture that.
But what mesmerized him most was that beneath it all, she could actually understand him. Words were not needed, like literally! And his Nandu there for him to understand each and every need, his every emotion. How could this ever be an act of pretense! It could not be, right? There surely had to be something, some sort of a connection...
Their hearts indeed did beat as one.