ʟᴏᴠᴇ- ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ | ✓

~ f i f t y t w o ~

"Usko bhi humse mohabbat ho,
Jaroori toh nahi,
Ishq hi Ishq ki keemat ho,
Jaroori toh nahi!"

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Manik walked out of Nandini's place with a lost look on his face. He know he hasn't even heard half of her sufferings and he still felt like burning the world. How one's own family can inflict so much pain to you, was above Manik's understanding. A person can stand society's harshness to an extent as long as his family is there to support him, but whom should they fight when the people fighting against you are your own.

Manik exhaled a deep breath with the chaos of thoughts in his mind. His moving steps halted as he saw three silhouette in the dark night standing outside of Nandini's apartment. Their figure dishavealed, messy outfits, pain stricken face. Manik sighed looking at them but clenched his fist before moving again, ignoring their presence.

Dejected Shivay, Omkara and Rudra just followed him silently until he stopped on his tracks and turned around.

"What do you want?" Manik's harsh tone wasn't intentional. He know he have no rights to talk to them like this, but he couldn't stop himself knowing that even they weren't there for her when they should have been. No matter what the reason is.

"H- How is she?" Shivay's trembling voice was for sure not because of the chilly weather. And Manik for the first time have seen his Shivay Bhaiya so vulnerable. For a moment he felt pity on them but Nandini's cries didn't let him take a step.

"Alive?" He cursed himself for even using such word for his The One, but this rudeness was coming directly from his heart, and he couldn't stop himself.

"Manik. Please. We- can't..." Omkara's voice trembled the same like Shivay and Manik fisted his hand. He inhaled a breath and looked directly at them.

"Why? Why did you left her alone? If you love her so much, where were you when this love of yours was much needed by her? Why couldn't you just leave everything behind and came to her? Why?"

Shivay closed his eyes tightly letting the tears roll down his eyes, Omkara sighed helplessly and Rudra sniffed as the three brothers stood in front of Manik with no answers. Manik stood there feeling nothing for them because according to him their any reason can never be big than the pain inflicted on Nandini. He just shook his head and exhaled deeply.

"Wo- wo akeli thi bhaiya, ekdum akeli. She- she had no-one to hug her tight and share her pain. Can you imagine, all these years she was fighting every battle alone, despite having such a fucking big family! She was all alone."

Nandini's loud wails on his shoulder and the pain in those beautiful eyes will always haunt Manik. He can't imagine how she must've survived in this world where even your own blood despise you.

Giving a last glance to the Goenka Brothers Manik turned around and left from there. And the three brothers kept gazing at his retreating figure with his questions ringing in their mind.

Where were they?

Why didn't they came back leaving everything behind?

Why?

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Manik entered in his house at four am in the morning, and as he opened the door he saw his whole family sitting in the living area alongwith Prithviraj Goenka, who was joined by Suraj and Anita Goenka too. Manik balled his fist turning his knuckles in white seeing them. Suddenly he could imagine the fifteen year old, broken Nandini begging them to beleive her, but they mercilessly further broke her into pieces.