Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To walk at dawn with winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.

Kahil Gubram.

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"Aish...what should I do now?"... Manik who was repeatedly watching the video which Cabir had recorded for him.

His hands will grab his hair then move to his own neck in frustration as he himself was not able to registered about the mistake he did by doubting his love.
Refusing to trust her and instead trusting his fake and liar ex Snehlata.

"Brother help me".... He whined looking at Cabir.

Cabir looked at his pitiful friend who few minutes ago was refusing to see and talk with him and now he was whining like a five years old boy.

"This is all I could do for you annoying young man" he paused for a moment.
"From here you have to walk alone"... He completed his sentence after snatching his phone away from whining boy.

"Brother"....

"Bye".... Cabir didn't wait for his friend to speak and exited his room.

Manik was left alone pouting and mumbling to himself about how bad he had been, how rude he was, not believing his love and lot more.

The guilt he had in his heart now was making him sink more deeper. He couldn't stand this regret as in next moment he found himself looking for his shoes and pants.

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Ding dong....

The house was filled by the sound of bell ringing signalling arrival of someone.

Nandini's mom and dad who arrived an hour ago hurriedly went to open the door expecting to see her daughter who hasn't arrived home yet.

"I am..." Manik's voiced got stuck at his throat by seeing Nandini's father standing in front of him.
He didn't expected this not in his dreams he had imagine meeting her parents like this.

For few moments he was taken aback...watching him with his wide eyes who wasn't being so appealing to him.

"Yes..who are you?"... Her father spoke in heavy voice eyeing him from head to toe suspiciously.

"I...I..am Manik"  He couldn't find his voice he felt his palms getting sweaty suddenly.

"I am Manik nice to meet you sir".... He breathed heavily repeating his sentence in a more defined manner.

"And how can I help you?"... Her father gaze was hard more like glare.

He dared not to look into her father's eyes his eyes were fixed at his feets trying to calm down his nervousness but the glare given by her father was not helping it at all.

"I a..am Nandini's friend"... He wanted to escape the scene as soon as possible.

"Sure her friend not more that"... Her father asked him folding his both arms.

"No..no sir..we are just friends"... He quickly spoke looking at old man's eyes but quickly looking down.

Bead of sweats starts appearing over at his forehead. In such a cold weather him sweating wasn't a normal thing. This tells how nervous he was.

"Hmmm...that's good cause I don't approve you as her boyfriend"... Father tone was commanding.

Those words felt like knife in his heart. He felt someone snatched away heart from his chest as he watched her father's face which had softened a bit but still hard enough for him to scare.

Nandini's father moved back a little wanting to have a full view of young man standing in front of him. Mentally not being happy by his appearance and his clothing style.

Manik who was sweating like something felt more uneasy when he noticed her father eyeing her with a frown expression on his face.

Her father not liking Manik's attire was justified cause he wasn't dressed like he always did. He was in in his plane white see through shirt he didn't got to wear his inner tank cause he didn't wanted to delay his meet with Nandini. Beneath he had his plane blue jeans with two different pair of shoes. In hurry he wore what caught in his hand firstly not caring to look and examine.

Manik got more uncomfortable when he realized what he actually had wore quickly covering himself using his both hands and slowly shifting his feet backward trying hard to look normal in front of her father.

"Is this in fashion?".... Her father asked watching in amaze his fingers pointing at his two different shoes.

"Umm....ahhhh..."

"Today's generation I see"... He muttered not being pleased at all.

Manik felt like digging the ground and hide himself there and never come out....he was embarrassed to that extend.

He kept cursing himself for not being dressed properly, leaving his hair in a mess.
He moved his hand to the hair combing them with fingers trying to make them look presentable...when her father's attention was distracted by her mother asking about the visitor.

"Young man would you like to wait inside since our daughter is not home yet?"... Her father asked although he didn't wanted to but forced by his wife he had no choice.

Manik who was all this time wanting to run away from the scene couldn't help but denied his offer cause accepting means again glaring and eyeing of Nandini's father followed by rude comment at him.

Nervously biding bye to her father he walked as fast as his legs could.
He believed in the phase 'first impression is the last impression". And today he failed at that.

Licking his bottom lip he relaxed a bit once he went out of sight after turning first right.

Letting out a sigh he leaned his back at the wall for the support and to calm his nerves down.

Now he had fear...fear of seeing her father again. As much he wanted to please her father at first sight but all happened was vice versa.

Glancing over at lane which connects both his and Nandini's house he saw a small figure walking taking slow steps as the figure itself look gloomy. Focusing more he knew it was Nandini.

He didn't move..waited for her to come closer...and she did but it seem she was lost in her world not caring about surrounding... she was about to walk past him.

"Nandini".... He called her name.

Being called.... She snapped back to reality..looking at owner of the voice her brows raised for a moment taking steps closer to him but soon stopping at her place.

She remembered how he distrusted her and how he treated her. Not wanting to listen to his words she increased her pace walking farther from him.

"Please stop..talk to me please"... He pleaded.

She stopped her mind and heart ...one goes to east then other to west not agreeing at one point.

But her legs moved again taking her away from her monster but destiny didn't wanted to nor did Manik.

He hurriedly grabbed her hand holding firmly not allowing her to move.

She didn't looked at him her back was facing him. She wanted to listen but at the same time she wanted to punch him wanting to create large dark mark beneath his eye.

"Leave"

"Please".....his voice cracked signalling he can break down anytime.

"I said leave".... Her voice was more stern now.

Manik heart shattered at this...she being so rude was not helping him at all he wanted to hug her and say I am sorry.

Waiting for him to let go her hand...but since it never happened she jerked off harshly freeing herself from his firm grip and without giving a glance at him she was gone.

Watching her go his heart sank he wanted to yell and say I AM SORRY NANDINI but he couldn't. Saying sorry was always tough for him but this time he was willing to say and accept his fault.

He fell on his knees allowing tears to slip from his dark brown eyes but little did he knew Nandini was watching him from far shedding tears as well.

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Chingu!!!!
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