Love, Unrequited T2 [Ch 93 - Pg 144] T3 link Ch 148 - Page 96

Finally you are here mam...🙏🙏

Please update soon eagerly waiting for this journey of nishit and kirti to start again..❤️❤️

I have found this FF accidentally on forum just 2 days ago n i am just binge reading from then on. i have read it continuously leaving my sleep n work😜

Now coming to the story.. oh where do i start from..

After ages i have found such intriguing story which keep me hooked.. and the characters... omg every character has its very significant role here n giving justice to it is very tough job which u have done very beautifully!

What has touched the cord my heart was the reality n genuineness of the story.. it was no all good n fancy

thing just pure real experiences.. oh loved them n cried too..

I want to say a lot of things but just can't found proper words to describe but want to say only one thing that its one the best book i have read so far.. u are exceptionally talented writer ... this story is so beutiful that anyone who stars reading it will be in love with it for sure....

i just want them to happy now after going through hard time they deserve oe beautifull happy ending..

n would love to read their amazing journey from here...

pls do continue the story. i know in between personal n professional life its very hard to get time to write but just want to say that reading such stories will make are reader's mundane life great.. just small request pls show Nishit scenes some more.. i just love him man.. its very rare where i love the male lead more than female but Nishit yar u have my heart 🤩🥰

Thank you so much for writing this amazing story..pls pls do continue it because if there is not closure then it will be disheartening.

PS: I would love to read ur other work too if u have written any other stories pls let me know..i just love ur writing style n will love to read ur work...

Thank u and very eagerly waiting for next part.🥰

hey!

What magic u have done yar! am always thinking about these characters how they will find their happily ever after.. really need a closure ..

in an alternate universe me waiting for my midnight boy🤩 Nishit has set a very high bar for the life partner i want 🤭

Please continue this story....

With sheer luck I came across this story and thoroughly enjoyed the journey so far. The story is truly a master piece. Felt so many emotions, cried too many times, laughed a lot and many incidents in it got me thinking a lot about life. All the characters, have touched my heart, could empathize with their struggles and felt their pain. Dear Writer I love your humor, many dialogues were so hilarious and fun. Read all the chapters back to back by skipping sleep, getting a stomach ache and still couldn't keep the phone aside as this was one intriguing and addicting story. Now that the problems of Kirthi are sorting out just can't wait to read what happens next and to see how finally love would flourish better her and Nishit. Please please please write the next chapter soon. Until then the journey so far will keep replaying in my mind on loop. Thank you so very much for such a beautiful story, it has certainly become my favourite now.

I can't stop thinking about all the characters in this story and loved everyone of them even if they were flawed and made mistakes, nobody is bad or wishes to make bad choices or show bad behaviour but it was all the tough and complicated situations that made them do so, be it the narrow mindedness and sakthi of granny or Kirthis fake MIL, or Kirthis moms attitude, her dad's helpless and letting her mom go, Kirthis fake marriage, her fake BIL ka giving up his daughter for adoption, everything was a result of complications life throws at people and the lack of support from society. I love the spunk of Kirthis mother, her confidence and attitude. I liked Lilly her uniqueness and her trying to understand herself, loved Hardik too. Even Mayanks brother spoke right words if wisdom to dadi at right time supporting Kirthi. So glad that Nishits sister has started doing something out of her life instead of looking for attention and validation from family or friends. Couldn't be more happier with Kirthi's bestie getting a job and moving to her home town with her home and with Kirthi studying super hard in the most toughest and unfavourable situation and getting such a reputed job, it makes me so proud and inspired as well, instead of just feeling low about life's unfairness and challenges, to take everything in hands, set a goal and religiously work hard to achieve the goal is truly commendable. Now that Nishits career has taken a fall and he is in break exploring other opportunities, I wish to see what role Kirthi plays to support him since all this while he supported her in her low days. Nishit going towards music is something which was a pleasant surprise, while he has multiple passions economics and music I'm super glad he is trying to give a hand and explore his chances in music field. I feel so disheartened that Kurtis dad has left the just when he realised that he wants his wife back and started putting more effort in earning money to help get back her to his life and have a complete family, wish Kirthis mom comes to know about his once plan even if it did not materialize and life had to cruel. Kirthis moms entry into her life came at the right time and she did the right thing with the adoption by lessening Kirthis responsibilities. Dadi is so dadi types with the mindframe that she will not be with granddaughter but only go with the grandson even if it hurts her ego or kills her peace of mind to stay with her ex DIL. All in all loved every character in the story and wish to see how each one of them progress in their life, be it personally or professionally or even the love aspect of life. All these years it was Nishit who was always there for Kirthi even if it was by being in shadows now I wish to see Kirthi doing that for him and opening pursuing him till he melts and opens up and accepts her, but I secretly wish that he makes it hard for her so that we get more scenes of them to read and he does deserve all the attention she would shower in him. Will keep waiting and hoping for next chapter dear writer.

Originally posted by: dalur1

I can't stop thinking about all the characters in this story and loved everyone of them even if they were flawed and made mistakes, nobody is bad or wishes to make bad choices or show bad behaviour but it was all the tough and complicated situations that made them do so, be it the narrow mindedness and sakthi of granny or Kirthis fake MIL, or Kirthis moms attitude, her dad's helpless and letting her mom go, Kirthis fake marriage, her fake BIL ka giving up his daughter for adoption, everything was a result of complications life throws at people and the lack of support from society. I love the spunk of Kirthis mother, her confidence and attitude. I liked Lilly her uniqueness and her trying to understand herself, loved Hardik too. Even Mayanks brother spoke right words if wisdom to dadi at right time supporting Kirthi. So glad that Nishits sister has started doing something out of her life instead of looking for attention and validation from family or friends. Couldn't be more happier with Kirthi's bestie getting a job and moving to her home town with her home and with Kirthi studying super hard in the most toughest and unfavourable situation and getting such a reputed job, it makes me so proud and inspired as well, instead of just feeling low about life's unfairness and challenges, to take everything in hands, set a goal and religiously work hard to achieve the goal is truly commendable. Now that Nishits career has taken a fall and he is in break exploring other opportunities, I wish to see what role Kirthi plays to support him since all this while he supported her in her low days. Nishit going towards music is something which was a pleasant surprise, while he has multiple passions economics and music I'm super glad he is trying to give a hand and explore his chances in music field. I feel so disheartened that Kurtis dad has left the just when he realised that he wants his wife back and started putting more effort in earning money to help get back her to his life and have a complete family, wish Kirthis mom comes to know about his once plan even if it did not materialize and life had to cruel. Kirthis moms entry into her life came at the right time and she did the right thing with the adoption by lessening Kirthis responsibilities. Dadi is so dadi types with the mindframe that she will not be with granddaughter but only go with the grandson even if it hurts her ego or kills her peace of mind to stay with her ex DIL. All in all loved every character in the story and wish to see how each one of them progress in their life, be it personally or professionally or even the love aspect of life. All these years it was Nishit who was always there for Kirthi even if it was by being in shadows now I wish to see Kirthi doing that for him and opening pursuing him till he melts and opens up and accepts her, but I secretly wish that he makes it hard for her so that we get more scenes of them to read and he does deserve all the attention she would shower in him. Will keep waiting and hoping for next chapter dear writer.

Loved the positivity of this comment 😍

We are often quick to judge, but hesitant to understand the situation from other's POV.

I really wish GN comes back (soon) to complete this wonderful story! Nishit aur Kirti se jyada bebas toh hum readers hain 😆

"Nishit going towards music is something which was a pleasant surprise, while he has multiple passions economics and music I'm super glad he is trying to give a hand and explore his chances in music field" - Yep Yep! Can't wait for him to pick up his guitar and sing "Koi kacchi dor nahi hain main kya karu, dil pe mera jor nahi hain main kya karu?" messing the lyrics 😋

Finally typing the next update. Might be up later in the night.

Originally posted by: Meerkat

Finally typing the next update. Might be up later in the night.

Thanks GN 🤗

Can't wait!

Aahatein

"Debbie, did you just see that?" Kirti pointed up at the trees.

‘What?’ Debbie asked, taking a sip from her elfin flask. ‘Kirti, you know, you will have to share that thing with us if you want us to be able to see what you’ve been enjoying for the past seven minutes."

‘Just one more minute, Deb.’ Kirti waved with her finger, continuing to watch the parrots bite into the wild "bers," or Indian jujubes. ‘I can’t get enough of them." Just as quickly as they would dig into the fruit, they were equally quick to spit off the seeds. The drop of seeds was clear through the field glasses. "Oh, just look at that," Kirti said, smiling against the screen before handing the instrument to Debbie.

‘Finally!’ Debbie sighed.

'It was quite a brilliant idea to bring the binoculars, Prats,' Kirti told Pratham, her colleague, who was busy taking photos of his girlfriend.

‘Thanks bro. It was a gift from my brother. I figured it might come in handy during this trip.'

‘Baby, I am hungry,’ said Sitara, Pratham’s girlfriend.

Pratham echoed his beau’s sentiments. They had been out since very early in the morning, and it had taken a few hours to reach Bhandardara. There had been several stops to gorge on pakoras, Maggi, and good old tea, but reaching their destination had particularly made him hungry. The sun was blazing high in the sky, his shirt was sweaty, his joints were aching from all the hiking, and his grumbling stomach now demanded the promised proper meal. He was also tired of this greenery beauty nonsense.He could use a bottle of beer. Chilled beer.

"I am also feeling the pangs. I think we should return. What say, Debbie?' Kirti turned to her friend.

'Yeah. The guys must have set up the tent.' Debbie replied, taking a last look through the binoculars.

‘Anirudh and Ajinkya must be cursing us. We ran here for sightseeing while they got stuck with the donkeywork.’ Kirti said, retracing her path back to their resort. Debbie joined her in line, followed by Pratham and his girlfriend, though their progress was slow due to selfie stops.

‘I don’t think they mind. Perhaps Ajinkya, but not Anirudh. He has a thing for you. He wasn’t up for the trip in the first place, but then I mentioned you, and oh boy, did that change his mind. He is going to do anything and everything to seek your attention. The trip is his only chance.’

‘Not being too full of myself, but I do have a vague idea, Deb, and it bothers me. I don’t want the attention. I am not interested in him, and I have hinted at that, but still, he – I feel so bad -‘

Debbie did not let Kirti finish the sentence. ‘Hey girl, what’s with the guilt? You are here to enjoy, so let’s just focus on that. Why Anirudh is here and what he’s doing is not our business! So, breathe, and use this opportunity to unwind!’

Unwind. She hadn’t thought she would be able to enjoy a trip or anything with her general despair over the state of affairs in her life. Strangely enough, Kirti was loving this short retreat from all the chaos and din of both her life and the city. Somewhere in the middle of the trip, when they had hit the highway, she had let her hair down so that it could fly haphazardly all over her face while she put her arm out from the car’s window, letting the breeze do things to it, and sang songs until her throat ached. It was a sort of epiphany that she didn’t need special people to be happy. She had to just let herself be and feel the moment. She attributed some of her happiness to the picturesque, verdant setting—embossed by the scenic hills, the mellifluous rivers and waterfalls, the chirpiness of the birds, the lush fields—it felt as if the atmosphere had come alive before her eyes. They'd passed through villages and stopped at unassuming cafes where she sipped tea from earthen cups, and Kirti had never had so much adventure—good adventure—in her life. The place had a rustic charm that was doing wonders for her mood.

We're back, guys! Debbie shouted out gleefully, catching the attention of the rest of their trip party—Ajinkya, his wife Shivika, Anirudh, and Harika.

"Wow," Kirti exclaimed as she noticed several tents that had been set up along the bank of the Bhandardara Lake. The resort had cottages and restaurants at some distance from the lake, but those who wished to experience camping were accommodated here.

‘Oh! Hello!’ Ajinkya waved while standing in front of a tent. He was munching on something, a packet in his hand.

"Sorry, we weren’t here to set up the tents." Debbie said, not feeling an iota of remorse.

‘We didn’t have to. The resort guys did all of it.’ Ajinkya answered.

‘See, Kirti? I told you! We were worrying unnecessarily. Which one is ours? Harika, where’s she?’

"Here, Kirti, Debbie—look at me flying high." Harika was enjoying a makeshift rope swing tied between two trees.

"The trip just got better!" Kirti bounced to where Harika was enjoying the ride. The girls hadn’t had their fill of the swing but were forced to leave it behind when a resort employee came with their packets of lunch. Kirti, Debbie, and Harika reached their tent to realise that they were to share it with Shivika and Sitara.

"Why aren’t they with their sweethearts?" Harika whispered.

"Because they have given us just two tents,’ Kirti replied. "And none of them appear to be honeymoon suites." Debbie finished it for her.

"I can’t wait for the dusk to fall. We could do stargazing," Sitara said. "They say this place has those bioluminescent insects, whose name I can’t recall.’

"Jugnu," Debbie assisted.

‘Yes, Jugnu. They light up the place at night. Just can’t wait for the evening to fall.’

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"Where are you?" Nishit asked. ‘Where? Which tent? Swing?’ His eyes rummaged the place, and fair enough, there was a swing, which he could have easily missed if not for the lit trees next to it. "Yes, I see it. Bonfire? 2nd left? Okay, got it." He flipped his phone back into his chino pants pocket.

The trip was a damned one. Whatever could have gone wrong had happened. His friend had come with his wife and child—a child who had vomited on him. If that wasn’t enough, their car had broken down in the middle of the road. While everyone else was busy blaming, he had to step forward to call for help. When they had reached the resort quite late in the afternoon, there began a dissonance among the group, wherein a few wanted to camp while the rest wanted the comfort of the resort. It was finally decided that they would camp for a night before shifting to the luxurious confines of the cottage. While the others had walked towards the camping site, he had gone to retrieve the now-repaired SUV from his driver.

He admitted to himself that it was a beautiful evening. The breeze was cool, and he liked the way it smelled. All green and wet. Behind his eyes, he still carried the scenes of rustic mountains and gushing waterfalls, overflowing lakes like zigzag maps in his mind. He would have loved it if—if only his heart were at peace. His heart was far from peace. He walked through the grassy lane to where Sumit had directed him, and even from a distance, he could hear someone strumming guitar chords. The musician in him subconsciously judged the player’s skills while trying to identify the song that they were to play. It started with a soft croon. A feminine voice. Soft croon. Then, he stopped in his tracks before picking up pace. He had identified the voice. He only needed the perverse satisfaction of knowing he was correct.

Mmmhh ….Aahatein….

Ho rahi teri

dil ke dar pe mere

Tu Yahin hai kahin na kahin -

Kirti sang with all her heart. She was feeling light after so long. It had finally started dawning on her that she could live her life even if it didn’t have him. Happiness was a conscious choice and her personal responsibility. Nishit, her brother, her grandmother, and Radha—they all were precious and mattered, but her true happiness depended on and lay with her.

‘Kabhi mere khwaab sa

Kabhi uljhe jawaab sa

Ke chanda mein bhi daag sa

Mere jaisa tu…’

She doesn’t remember what pulled her out of her reverie. Or did the guitarist deviate from the path, disrupting her flow, or was it Harika? Yes, it was Harika. She had whispered something like, ‘Just the kind of Jugnu I have been waiting for all evening,’ and the women had giggled like teenagers.

When she opens her eyes, she sees him. His eyes reflect all sorts of colors, and if Kirti’s quenched self was not busy drinking him, she could decode them. She could, but she is unable to.

The night and people melt away. Her heart begins to perform acrobatic feats such as somersaults and jumping jacks. Oh, her hands. Why are they trembling? For God's sake, he's a Jugnu! And not some drug whose withdrawal symptoms have made her life a living hell.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MqEPQGcSeYk

P.S. - The new names might be confusing. Debbie, Anirudh and Harika appeared in The Song Of Sky as Kirti's NBI's batchmates.