A Love So True

Season 2: Chapter 22

Hello my lovely readers,

First of all, I'm really sorry for not updating this story for ages. I know some of you have been patiently waiting, especially for the Nehyash romance, and I promise I haven't forgotten about it. But before I can take Nehyash to the point when they finally end up together, I need to build the story towards that point properly. To give their ending the emotional weight and threshold energy it deserves, we have to go back to the background story of a certain character who has been there silently there behind the scene since Season 1, Chapter 1, even though I never mentioned him directly.

Now that the story is approaching its end, I can't leave those mysteries unresolved. Every hidden thread needs to come together, and everyone's true face will eventually be revealed.

And trust me... some of those revelations might be quite shocking for many of you.

So please bear with me through this part of the story. Everything happening now is leading somewhere and hopefully, when we finally reach Nehyash, you'll understand why I had to tell their story this way ❤️

This chapter contains two part; 2nd half has nehyash, but i would say read full chapter.

Thank you for waiting for me and for still being here 🫶

⚠️ This chapter contains certain scenes, themes, and situations that some readers may find disturbing or uncomfortable. Please read with discretion.

The views, actions, and statements expressed by the characters do not represent the author's personal beliefs or opinions. All characters and names used in this story are fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Happy Reading ❤️

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My name is Tilak Varma. If you ask about the surname I was given at birth, it wasn't Varma-it was Kapoor. Kapoor is my biological father's surname, which I later changed to take my mother's surname instead, because I hate that man, and everything that comes with his name, so much that even the bond of blood between us was never enough to teach me what it meant to be filial.

My surname Varma, I took it from my mother, Madhavi Varma.

Though hardly anyone knew her by that name. Everyone knew her as Chaandni. Though now, with the passage of time, even that name has almost vanished from people's memories.

After my birth, my mother quit acting. Two child-birth had changed her figure, leaving little of the shape she once had and the once box-office sensation Chaandni could no longer find a place in anyone's films..

Chaandni could no longer remain the Chaand in the sky of Bombay film town forever, she became Madhavi Varma once again, the very name she had carried when she came to Mumbai from a small town in Andhra Pradesh.

My mother had dreamed of becoming a film heroine from a very young age. As a teenager, she would sometimes sneak out of school just to watch movies at the theatre. One of them was Baaz, a record-breaking box-office hit of its time, the film that had sent actor Adhiraj Kapoor's popularity soaring to the skies.

Watching Adhiraj Kapoor's action scenes in that film, my mother became an ardent fan of him. From that day on, her one great ambition in life was to meet him and, someday, act alongside him. With nothing but dreams in her heart, she boarded a train to Bombay, just like hundreds of other young women who arrived in the city hoping to make it in films. She would line up outside Sitara Studios, waiting for someone to notice her. But with her simple, girl-next-door looks, she was mostly ignored.