Location - Gulmarg Camp
After putting the first child out of the total 7 under the knife and bringing the operation to fruition; Nandini lugged herself towards her yurt; almost dead on her feet; completely exhausted by the 9 hours long surgery that had drained all the energy out of her. While traipsing over the path layered with snow; she thought of resting before calling her Life who as per her estimations would be; at the moment; in the hospital for his check - up with Cabir which might go on approximately for about an hour or so. Though her ears were yearning to hear his voice; she decided against giving him a ring during his appointment because it won't be at all supportive on Angad's part as Manik would; she was 100% certain; not co - operate and insist on being with her on the phone. Sighing at the inimical situation; where she couldn't just go and crash in his hug even after needing it desperately; she covered the left ten steps distance and reached the door; whilst muttering maledictions to the same 'whoever' whom Manik was cursing the previous night along with throwing some thorny bouquets at the cramped bed that was given to her and for which she had recently; recently as in last night; developed anathema for being ridiculously small and rock - like. Not that she had some standards nor did she was the one to throw tantrums at the camp organizers; she maturely understood their limitations and financial constraints; it was just that she was dog - tired and a comfortable place to relax was all that she needed and its a natural phenomena for our bodies to act automatically irritated when enervated; stressed or angered.
Nevertheless; putting her masterful skill of adjusting herself with any given environs, in action; she pushed open the door only to get surprised by what was waiting for her. The simple yurt having just a single bed, a table and a chair that she had left behind in the morning was now transformed magically into a carpeted and well - furnished apartment with a king - size bed in the center having replaced the old one; sheeted with fur linen and canopied by curtains, a small cupboard with mirrored doors, a chaise lounge, two heaters and a water purifier. It din't take her even a nanosecond to identify the person behind all this; who was none other than her over - protective dear husband and she mentally kicked herself two times; once for blurting out and ranting about the housing condition in her low state last night and other for underestimating his love. Though he was practically 2224 kms away; but even this farness wasn't powerful enough to limit his care and concern for her. She shook her head in disbelief with a smile; seeing the extent to which he went to ensure her comfort and peeled off the multiple layers of clothes she had worn as the room; which was bone - chilling like an iceberg a few hours ago; was now soothing warm - thanks to the heaters and of course, her Mani. Brewing up some coffee for herself; she half - reclined on the bed blanketing her lower half with the soft duvet and started sipping on the joe; all the while smiling at the way he wasn't and was still there. This trip was definitely going to test her bodily strength along with emotional and mental; as even after requiring it badly - she couldn't sleep; reason being her dependent habit of having him by her side but still she didn't held a hint of complaint as even though compulsive as hell; she was in love with this particular jones.
Meanwhile in Mumbai; Nandini's strategy behind not calling wasn't working any well; for Manik; as he was getting restless and vexed with the examining which was refraining him from talking to her. Still; he was behaving in front of Angad; sitting calm and getting himself treated; ironical to the havoc that was wreaking inside him; just for the sake of her and her promise. Much to Manik's happiness and relief; at last the protracted health scrutinization came to an end and he hurriedly exited the infirmary along with Cabir and his reports; that declared him fit and fine. Hopping in the car; he excitedly dialed her number; extraordinarily ebullient and joyous to be all ears to her sugary voice after painfully lengthy 600 minutes i.e., 36 000 deathly seconds. According to de facto obviousness; his call was answered probably even before her iPhone could flaunt the ringtone and his lips stretched into a broad; really broad smile; as her dulcet voice fell in his ear like melted chocolate and tranquilized his racked nerves. Shona I miss you so much! replied Manik with a huge lump in his throat and at that very moment; Nandini felt like flying back to him; chucking and giving a damn to everything and anything else; but she couldn't; and this actuality was making her eat her heart out.
Caustic and Sarcastic case it was; as how a destination that is considered a heaven on earth; for her, without him; had turned into the netherworld; Tophet what they say; the sublime snowy Gulmarg valley giving the appearance of Niflheim and the surrounding superlunary niveous massif gave the impression of Abaddon and Abezithibou standing with an army of other fallen angels. Sigh! Naked truth it is; Love does wonders - Changes gorgeous into hideous and vice versa.
Nimbly blinking away the dew formed in her eyes; for she knew her one sniff and his heart would drop down to his feet; she said, lovingly I Miss You too Baby! Bohot zyada and I Love You sho much. He could literally feel his heart doing somersaults on being called 'Baby' and then he replied; smiling continually and stupidly; the latter adjective for sure given by an ignored Cabir's 'Itne pyaar se mujhe diabetes hojaega' gaze and rolling of eyeballs I Love You too Shona! How are you? Kitni der se tumhe nahi dekha. The dejection in his voice was making it hard for her to suppress her tears but when she could happily kill herself or get slayed countless times; if needed for his well being; this task was too trivial and doing it for him; she answered Tum theek ho toh main bhi theek hoon. Wese how was the follow - up? All okay na? She tried diverting the topic and perceiving it; he smiled and replied Tumhare rehtey mujhey kuch hosakta hai kya? All was okaye. Yeh sab chodo. Tumne lunch kiya na? Mere tummy ko khali toh nahi rakha na? She giggled and said dramatically Majaal hai ke hum apke hukm ki taameel na karein? Aisi gustakhi hum kaise karsakte hain Jahanpanah? He let out a chuckle at her drama; the euphony of which put her heart at rest and then he replied, playing along Jahanpanah khush huay! After tee - heeing babyishly; that made him smile from ear to ear; she said Wese Mani! Tumne yeh sab kiun karwaya? Kuch din ki hi toh baat thi. I would've managed. Manik slapped his forehead for forgetting to ask about it and then replied Arey! Kiun karwaya matlab? Meri Princess wahan thand mein chotu se bed per, mediocre se kamre mein struggle karey aisa main kaise honey desakta hoon? You know na I Love You so much. Bas isliye! He sounded so cute that she would have given him a smacker if he had been in front of her and voicing the same, she said Aww Mani! Tum ese adorable baatein aur harkatein karogey na toh main tumhe kha jaungi. Sacchi mein. Universal certainty in genre Love states that no human in the world could ever beat Manik Malhotra; who may hap is an incarnation of Eros himself; when it came to romancing with wifey and proving it yet once again; he replied, while walking into the house after mouthing 'See You Soon' to Cabir Tum khud bachogi tab mujhe khaogi na. What makes you think I will leave you that easily hmm? You know your hubby right? I am not at all lenient when it comes to you. He smiled tongue - in cheek envisaging her Bangalore Tomatoish form; which undoubtedly was what Nandini had turned into with an additional ticklish feeling of fluttering butterflies in the pit of her stomach but ebbing them away; she said Mr. Audacious Malhotra! Apne jazbaat per kaabu kijiye. Humare milne main abhi kaafi time hai. Heaving a breath, he laid back on the bed and replied impishly Yeah Yeah I know! And I will surely take the account of this 'kaafi time' from you. Chun chun ke badla lunga tumse. Ek ek second ka. So you better be prepared Mrs. Malhotra. The hot blood permanently froze in her cheeks and her heart began thudding wildly at his mischievously intense warnings and somehow taming her increased heartbeats; she spoke Mani! Badmashi bandh karo. Bohot naughty hotey jarahe ho tum. All of a sudden; he sent her a virtual tight kiss; startling her and then said Hamesha ki tarah I am not at fault. Tum din per din pretty hoti jaogi; hamara pyaar double hota jaega; tum mujhe aise Mani bulaogi toh naughty hi honga na main. I am a Man after all. She blushed a crimson; whilst biting her thumb shyly at his never ending compliments and then Manik added on not getting any reply, as she was busy constructing a witty phrase Haan haan! Come on! Thoda aur blush karlo. You can do it! He smirked and not left with any other option, she flushed harder and what followed was another session of their heart - to - heart tete - e - tete; involving all sorts of emotions that exist between a couple but in their verbal form; something that was abating the agony of separation and helping them in keeping sane.
One week elapsed; at the speed of light for the entire world and conversely; at a snail + tortoise like pace for Manik and Nandini. Dhruv and Alya were back from Paris and had also stayed back at Malhotra Mansion at Manik's behest. Much to Nandini's delight; Manik's injuries were totally healed and also stitches were removed and after getting permitted by Nandini; who consented keeping his loneliness in mind; he was back on his passion cum work of composing melodies and inditing songs. While Manik did his job of contriving tracks for the album Fab 5 had waiting in line; Nandini victoriously healed 5 innocent hearts. All this while; MaNan were with each other; excluding the hours when they would be working; talking nineteen to the dozens and getting all mushy over the phone. Every nightfall and its subsequent sunrise was just heightening their excitement as well as anticipation for that million dollar moment when they would come face - to - face after an eternally long wait.
But as it is said; when kismet gets on trying - out forbearance; circumstances are ought to take a vicious face; much more than what flesh and blood can stand; inhumanely sadistic and fiendish - and now that MaNan and their love was in clutch; they had to see the the extremes too.
Manik was occupied in a meeting with a new label and to make use of her time; Nandini joined the team of doctors from AIIMS to discuss about the succeeding case that was a bit complicated. Since most of them were middle - aged and also because Nandini wasn't an open - face to the media; they din't recognize her as Manik Malhotra's wife and were only aware of her Cardiac identity. Once the consultation was over; Nandini geared up to take leave but was invited for tea - time and after checking her phone and not finding any message or call from him; which implied he wasn't free yet; she agreed. The ambiance had become moderately informal and then; one of the doctors asked the camp - supervisor By the way! All of us have come here for such a good deed but we aren't aware of the financiers of this camp? I mean its a really expensive takeover and whoever the person it is deserve to be appreciated and get the limelight. Who is this noble soul or souls? This question caught everyone's curiosity; even Nandini's; and giving them the lowdown about the Person; the Supervisor answered, in a respectful and appreciating tone Well if I start praising about that one personality then I fear you all will get old but to keep short I would say that the benefactor is business tycoon Manik Malhotra. I tell you this Man; he behaves so hard outside but its not a flattery to call him the messiah for thousands of poor ailing souls. I don't know about the world but I personally have never seen or met any Man as generous as him. And the best part is his all charitable contributions are under-wraps; he does it himself without any raving about. For a fact; he is like a deity for many people; there but not seen. God bless him. While others were smiling and waxing lyricals about him; Nandini was bewildered at the new found information about him. He was the philanthropist of this non - profit welfare and although, being his second skin; she had null hint about it. The esteem and high - regard she held for him; at that very instant; multiplied in her heart to the power of infinity. Taking a proud chest; she silently absented herself from the tea - table and vamoosed to her Yurt; her pride amplifying with faded sound of eulogies for him that people she left behind were singing.
Pulling the cell out of her pocket; she hastily dialed his number with mist of ecstasy shining in her eyes and her lips all set to shout an I Love You to him the moment he answers her call. But as fate played its cruel game; her call failed to link her to him even after numerous attempts. She was cudgeling her brain about the technical problem; scanning her phone to figure out what was wrong when someone knocked on the door. Keeping her mobile aside; she opened the door to see the caretaker wrapped in shawl from head to toe, orating Ma'am please be in your yurt tonight and don't step out. There's heavy fog and wind. All the signal towers have fallen down but there is no threat to us as we are on the rear side. Just as a precaution; stay within. Saying this, he handed Nandini the dinner parcel and ran to aware others. The only sentence Nandini heard was 'Signal Towers had fallen down' which implied that she won't be able to contact him for five days which; as per her knowledge; is the minimum time the re - setting would take. Benumbed became her senses and tears burst out of her eyes; majorly on imagining how he would bear this and manage without her and minorly on how she was going to tolerate this. Same or to be precise; a little more grave was Manik's state when the news of collapsed signal towers was broken to him by Cabir. Locked in their room; he was mutely sobbing sitting shattered amidst pieces of Vases that were smashed to smithereens - speaking to no one about how his ickle baby would be feeling; his heart shredding into ribbons and weeping blood as he saw her drenched in tears in the mind's eye.
Four excruciating and interminably long days went by and they had no idea of the other. Neither of the two smiled or even talked to any one else; just toiled and when the work was done; latched themselves in their respective rooms and counted the days, minutes and seconds. For them; the world morphed into the abode of the damned in which they were undergoing damnation - the sorrowful and piercing punishment of staying away and getting totally cut - off from each other. It was the first time in the last 6 years that they din't heard each other's voice or talked. Where they couldn't release a breath without other and here they were outrightly deprived of each other; even the abyss and Sheol put together couldn't be more frightening. They were breathing but not alive; temperate was the pumped blood still they were cold; the sun shone a little less and the sky wasn't blue anymore.
Nandini was lying on the bed in the 11th hour of the night with red - rimmed eyes and pale face; the milky skin of her face dried and her pouty lips bereft of any moisture; gaping at her phone with his picture as wallpaper with pleading eyes and pecking the screen frequently when a gentle knock on the door broke her trance. Reluctantly, she tidied herself and moved towards to open the door with laiden - foots. She knew it would be the caretaker with food; so without sparing a glance, she turned about after opening the door and said in a low voice, while walking back to her bed Please issey table per rakhdijiye and jatey waqt door bandh kardijiye. Aur haan koi aye toh koi bahana banadijiye; mujhe kisise nahi milna. Her feet stiffened and her heart began thumping erratically in her chest when instead of someone else, she heard his dear voice asking Mujhse bhi nahi milogi jaan? After pinching herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming; she expectantly looked up and the next second; her tears again found their way out along with her long lost smile seeing him standing; in real; with softened watery eyes and a small smile. Without wasting a second, she zoomed towards him and crashed in his chest while mumbling I Missed You So Much Mani. I Missed You. I Love You and he engulfed her in his arms; lifting her off the ground and replied in a hushed tone Mujhse phir kabhi alag mat hona shona! Main marjaunga. I Missed you so so so so much and I Love You more! Saying this, he tightened the hug; crushing her in his arms and she clinged more onto him as if trying to fix herself to him; both in tears borne out of longing and euphoria.
After good 10 minutes, Nandini pulled back a bit; not breaking the hug; and said, cupping his face and mopping the salty water from it with her thumbs Please take my name once. He spooned her cheek in his palm and replied, wiping her tears and looking at her the way a devotee looks at God Nandini! Mera chotu Baby! Meri Jaan! Main bata nahi sakta ke meri kya halat thi. I had experienced death in these 4 days. Tumhari kya haalat hogayi hai? Mera baby kitna kamzor hogaya hai. Suddenly; the hell they were in; mystically mutated into the Island of the Blessed and they found themselves swaying in Abraham's Bosom; ambling in the Elysian fields and in all environments gorgeous; the darkness having been overpowered by the light; light of each other's presence around.
She din't say anything and fused her lips with his' for a soul searing kiss and, not to mention, his lips molded instantaneously. As the seconds lapsed, the kiss grew passionate and finally fierce - as Manik thrust her into the wall; her body sandwiched compactly between him and the wall; and kissed her senseless or rather; smooched the blood out of her lips and she requited with equal or more fervor; clenching his hair and pulling him close; both taking the account of last 12 days from each other. Driven by hankering and the corresponding accumulated need to have her close; he picked her up and advanced towards the bed; and she readily gave in - for her desires were no different. The thick layers of clothes on her body bore his grunt; as he ripped them off and hurled them across the room; after undressing himself. Very sooner; they found themselves underneath the fur quilt; she rejoicing in his vehemence - as he nibbled and rubbed her body raw whilst fondling her fragile curves mercilessly and him relishing her voracious scratches and bites. His name was the only word her larynx could produce in synchrony with her alluring moans that he drank with great virility; their propinquity so sensual that the snow around her yurt melted down into water. It wasn't the hunger, thirst or biological urge in their conduct; but the strong ardor to feel other's warmth; smell the other's scent and breathe in the other's breath to get alive once again. Rendering each other sore, scraped; panting and red with love bites - they reached the pinnacle of intimacy as he occupied her with consuming passion and their whines, the arching of her back in his embrace and the crumpled bed marked yet another beautiful and sweltering consummation.
Kissing away her tears and bussing her forehead; he collected her in his arms and said I Love You So Much Nandini. I promise I won't ever go or send you away from me. I am sorry tumhe akela karne ke liye. She lay herself over him and replied, reposing her forehead on his And I promise ke main kabhi tumko khudse door nahi karungi. Never ever. I am also sorry tumse door Jaaney ke liye. I Love You Too. Wese itna saara miss kiya tumne mujhe? She asked puckishly and he replied, yanking her close Agar tum itni depressed state mein nahi hoti na toh main batata tumhe ke kitna miss kiya. So Bad Baby! Tumne apna dhyaan ni rakha na. She babyishly nodded a No and said Maine 4 days pehle tak acchese rakha tha! Per phir you know na. Mani I din't feel like doing anything. You know na how much I need you all the time. Wese tum bhi itne weak hogaye ho. Your face is become white. Khayal ni rakha na tumne apna? He pecked her lips countless times and then replied Tum iss question ka answer jaanti ho na Baby. Meri subah nahi hoti tumhare bina aur 4 din se tumse door tha. Tum soch bhi nahi sakti what I felt. Isiliye bina second thought diye main yahan agaya. Ek second aur main tumse alag rehta na toh main to mar hi jata. Feared to wits, she placed her shivering hand on his mouth and said Aise mat bolo please. He just smiled and took her lips for another kiss; swelling them more and then replied Tumse alag hoker mera woh haal hoga Jaan. Ab tum saath ho toh mujhe kuch kaise hosakta hai? She grinned and hid her face in the crook of his neck; hugging him tight and he lovingly harbored her in his arms.
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