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i generally update at d same time but yesterday wen i posted ch 101 in wattpad.. it was quite late at night n my eyes were burning.. so i didnt cm here.. i will do it in few hours here. But the thing is dnt feel alienated. U guys are beyond special..n i donno hw to express tht but its true because u continue tovsupport me despite getting much less responce. D onlyvreason wattpad edges if out is bcz ofvthe rechnical n usability aspects. Thts it. Dntb upset with meDear RK, many many congrats for 100 episodes 🥳 . I know you all are celebrating on wattpad but you have many readers and fans on IF too. We are feeling somewhat bereft 😭. It is your prerogative where and how to celebrate but posting the 101 episode on wattpad but not on IF really made me sad 😕. Please update on IF soon. Although I have read it on wattpad, will comment only after you post it here. Otherwise readers here won't understand what I am writing about. Take care.❤️
Chapter 101
"Manik tum thik to ho?" Amidst & despite all the action around them, Navya had not failed to notice how uncharacteristically distracted Manik had been throughout the day. Initially, just like Ranbir, she too had felt, it was just the exhaustion from the previous night, but now she was beginning to worry. In the thick of things, they had forgotten how sick Manik had been just a week ago.
Even a little while back when the boys were busy assembling Neel's coffin, Manik was there, but only physically. He seemed totally disconnected, like he was lost in a world of his own.
Having sneaked out to the backside of the cottage, for some much needed air, Manik turned around, startled by Navya's voice. Beyond him lay the undulating hills of his childhood town.
"Yes...I...am...fine" That didn't sound too convincing, even to his own ears. But then, he didn't want to bother them, though he was feeling far from fine. For one, they had been kind enough to have come this far, just to support him, but more importantly, the only person before whom, he could fall on his knees and bare his soul, where he had no pride or shame, no reputation to live up to, no fear of rejection, was Nandini.
"Dekho Manik, hum tumhare dost to nahi hai, par jabse tum aur Nandini sath ho, humne sirf tumhare liye acha hi socha hai. Agar tumhe koi taqleef hai, tum hame bata sakte ho. Tumhari tabiyat subah se kuch theek nahi lag rahi hai."
(Listen Manik, I may not be your friend, But eversince you came into Nandini's life, I have only wished you well. If you are in any kind of trouble, you can talk to me. You don't look well, not since the morning)
Frankly speaking, she wasn't expecting Manik to confide in her. He had never done that in the past and there was no reason to believe that he would do it today, just because she had helped him in convincing Ria. But that didn't stop her from checking on him. Yes, she cared for him, because he was her best friend's boyfriend, but that wasn't the be all and end all of it. There was a time, when she used to consider him the biggest monster on the face of earth, and used to dread him as much as an acrophobic (those who have fear of heights) is scared of heights, but eventually, with time and through Nandini, she saw another side of him, and the more she saw it, the more protective she felt towards him, almost like a younger sister. No one ever knew, not even Nandini, and no one had to because there are few things in life that are utterly and exclusively personal and this was one of her deeply personal thoughts.
Manik was in two minds, whether to speak or swallow his words. Had it been in college, he wouldn't have thought twice before shrugging her off with another lie. But then old Manik had seen much less of real life. He had been living in a bubble where friends were FRIENDS and no one else mattered. "Wo I was sleeping in the car and then suddenly woke up...I donno kya hua, par I just kind of lost it. I donno if it's the exhaustion or stress, but mera dum ghut raha tha, so I came out for some air. I am actually feeling better now."
"Ek kaam karo, hum tumhare liye adrak wali chai bana ke late hai, do minute mein sar dard yu chala jayega"
(Hold on, I will bring you some piping hot ginger tea and I bet you will start feeling better in seconds)
Somethings never change, Manik remembered with a smile. Navya and her desi nuskhe, but for some reason, it didn't feel half as bad today as it used to before.
"Hey wait Navya.." She had already begun walking towards the kitchen when Manik called after her. "Wo.. I wanted to thank you for whatever you did in the morning."
Someone should have held her because she almost felt giddy, too dumbstruck to react. THE MANIK MALHOTRA was thanking NAVYA NAVELI in broad daylight?
"I mean it" He reiterated, lowering his eyes. The big O on her lips and her ready-to-pop-out eyes embarrassed him to no end. She wasn't clearly expecting a note of thanks from him, though she actually deserved much more than that. Did she still think of him as a monster? But then he couldn't blame her if she did. Hadn't he kicked Ranbir's ass for having brought her along.
"Wo hum chai late hain..."She said, trying to break the awkward silence between them.
(Let me get the tea)
"Nahi ruko, I mean please ruko..and let me say this. I know I have been mean to you." He sighed "Mean would infact be an understatement. I have always looked down upon you...called you names like behenji and Madhubala...I have publicly humiliated you so many times, aur fir bhi tumne aaj wo kiya that I am not sure ki my own friends would have done. Thank you is a very small word Navya."
"Wo sab to bachpana tha Manik, hum bhi koi kam nautanki the kya, museum mein rakhne layak item the."
(Oh, that was sheer childishness Manik! and then was I any less dramatic? Infact I myself was one vintage piece, worthy of being kept in a museum)
Manik couldn't agree more, She definitely was one unique piece. Why then? she still was. But beneath that entertaining exterior, she had a heart of gold and the resilience of iron. Not many women can stand by their choices, or build a life from debris and she had done it with grace and dignity. "But you know I didn't always mean it...kabhi kabhi to bas fun sake hi we used to tease you... Itna bhi bura nahi hun main." He said jokingly.
"Tum nahi bhi bolte to bhi hume pata hota ki tum utne bare rakshash ho nahi jitna dikhane ki koshish karte ho." She wasn't joking anymore. "Jo insaan itni shiddat se kisi se mohobbat kar sakta hai, wo kabhi bura ho hi nahi sakta, bas tumhe yeh baat samajhne mein thori si der ho gayi...hum to kabse jane baithe hai."
(Even if you hadnt told me, I would have known. Infact I had always known. A man who loves a woman as deeply as you do, can never have a dark soul. Just that it took you a while to understand that..)
Sometimes we wonder whether to laugh or to cry at the ironies of life. Here was this girl, who had always been at the receiving end of his nastiest pranks, and yet she said she always believed in his goodness. On the other end, were his friends whom he loved more than his life and yet they doubted his intentions time and again. While some people wait patiently for the winter to turn into spring & turn poison into medicine with the strength of their love, others, who are themselves, insecure, force innocent people into doing beastly things.
" I donno what to say, but ... thanks..for understanding."
She gave him a compassionate smile, as if to assure him that she understood, he had much more to say, but was perhaps at a loss of words. And then she left in a hurry, to make the promised ginger tea for him.
As he witnessed Navya's slender silhouette slowly recede in the evening air, he felt light, almost normal, for the first time since morning. Does making someone smile, feel like this, he asked himself.
Yes, he had always tried to keep his close ones happy, his friends and Nandini meant everything to him and he could go to any damn extent to buy, fetch or snatch happiness for them. But apart from them, & outside that inner sphere of his, had he ever cared for anyone?
The answer was a resounding 'NO'
All through his school and college days, he had bullied people, had fun at the expense of their tears and derived cheap thrills from their deflated self-worth. That's what he thought made him powerful. To be dreaded by all was cool in his dictionary. But having lived on both extremes of the spectrum, he now felt, he had known it wrong, all along. Being in a position where you can u can make fun of someone, may boost your ego for a while, but it doesn't make you happy, it doesn't give you peace. If anything, it only makes you angrier. And that's why, he had always been a monster, till Nandini walked into his life and turned it around.
It was so unfair that he had to learn it this way. He had already made a hundred hearts bleed, before he could understand the worth of kindness. And how the village belle, the unnassuming Navya Naveli had taught him today.
Taking a deep breath, Manik decided to take a brisk walk, a little ahead in the valley. Just when he thought the pain had left him for good, it returned with a vengeance, paralyzing him.
No matter how hard he tried, his mind kept going back to those lines from the morning. Enough! He thought, enough of this strange nagging headache. He tried to recall the words and pend them down in his mobile. When he thought he had one full line, he hit the search button and within microseconds google surfaced the song.
He played it once on speaker, and it did sound uncannily familiar but he couldn't still place it, still not comprehend why these lines were haunting him so much.
So he replayed it... this time, plugging in his earphones, he closed his eyes..
SONG LINK:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJsc0BTPWZs
When the last word ended, he had goosebumps all over, tears were trickling down his face and his legs were trembling. He looked to his side but Nandini wasn't there. Did he want to scream his lungs out or stand there in utter silence? He slumped down on the grass, covering his face with his palms. They were all rushing back to him, no more in hazy bursts of light, or in random order with unknown faces.. He could see...Actually see his own life unfold before his eyes.
Knelt on the grass, he wrestled against time to relive three years in three minutes. Like a man on deathbed, who is suddenly told that he is cured of his disease and has a lifetime to live, Manik didn't know what to do anymore. So many different memories had suddenly come alive, that he couldn't figure out whether to cry for the suffering he had faced alone, or to dance with joy for having found Nandini back. He was completely flummoxed. This is why he had been feeling sick...because these memories, like undigested food, were struggling to come out of his system...
He stayed there for a while till he was steady enough to get back on his feet. He had to see her right now. That s the only thing going on in his mind now. Nothing seemed more urgent at the moment...Neel...the physical distance between then...their fight...the practicality of life.. Nothing , noone... he just had to see her, right NOW! With an illogical fear that if he didn't make it in time, he would lose her again, he rushed inside to declare that he was flying back to Mumbai this very night.