NANDINI'S P.O.V.
While I was driving back home all wet, my phone rang. I was shivering as I was wet. I stopped the car at the side of the road and picked up the phone.
Me : Hello, ya Chachi?
Chachi : Hello Nandu, I am going to my house for some work... Uska bhi dhiyaan rakhna hai na... (I have to take care of that too...) So, Shewta, the maid, is there in the house and she will open then door for you. Okay?
Me : Ya, ya. Sure chachi. You go.
Chachi : Okay beta. Bye.
Me : Bye.She disconnected the phone and I continued to drive. I was feeling very cold and angry.
I parked my Audi in front of the building and ran inside it. I was feeling quite cold so I went to the bathroom to take a hot water bath. I wore a loose pajama with a full sleeved top I bought from the only Indian Store near my house in Manhattan. I dried my hair and did all the other stuff.
Then, I felt cold. I fetched some covers for me and slipped inside them. They were way too warm. I took a Crocine again because my fever grew more intense because of the water and slept for the next two hours.
I woke up feeling way better and fresh.
"Hi" he said. He was sitting next to me on the empty part of the bed and reading something.
"Manik? YOU BROKE INTO MY H-O-U-S-E!?!?!?!?!" I shouted.
"Um, yes." he said.
"Great work, right?" I said.
"Nandini, I am sorry." he said.
"I am not talking to you." I replied.
"How are you feeling now?" he said and touched my forehead giving me shrieking shock and he remarked, "You are perfect Paaji! Come on. Get up now." he said.
"I am not talking to you." I repeated.
"Oh come on!" he said and pushed the blanket away and picked me up in his arms like a baby.
"Manik? Manik what are you doing! Leave me!" I shouted.
"Ssh," he said keeping a finger on my lips and continued, "You are not talking to me, remember?"
"Oh Gosh Ma---" he was not listening to me. He literally kept me in his car and I shouted, "WHAT THE HECK DO YOU WANT?"
"We are going to my house. Now ssh! Trust me, you do not need to shout that I am trying to rape you, okay?" he said and a smile appeared on my face.
"Get lost!" I said and he said, "Sorry."
"Fine. Now stop the car." I said with anger all over my face.
"Thank you. Now again, ssh!" he said and drove towards his house while I sat frowning and pouting like a child with my arms crossed over my chest.
"We are here." he said while I said, "I won't get down. And that's final."
"Oh come on!" he said and got off the car and opened my door and again lifted me up. I was continuously shouting because I wanted to be let free while he helped me stand on my feet as I was dumbstruck when we reached his terrace.
"Wao!" I said and was smiling.
"Manik, Manik how did you know that I wanted to see them? Thank you! You rock! They are awesome! Do you have your phone? Click a picture. Oh wait, let me click a picture. I always wanted to see them but I couldn't find them in Manhattan!" I said too busy in looking at them while Manik gave me a glass jar filled with them and said, "No need to click a picture."
With this, I hugged him!
They were fireflies. So beautiful and glittering. They were golden. My mom always used to tell me stories about them. As I hugged him, the fireflies in the jar began to glow.
MANIK'S P.O.V.
She was still hugging me and the fireflies were glowing.
I read it in her diary all her wishes out of which one was to see fireflies. She was looking so cute.
"Manik! My ma always used to tell me about them! You know, it was because of this glow and light that my ma and dad saw each other." she said.
"Come on. Won't you introduce me to them?" I said.
"They..." she broke the hug and said, "They don't live here... Or anywhere..." she said and I saw tears forming in her eyes.
Shit! What have I done?
"Sorry... I did not know." I said apologizing.
"Its o-okay." she said and tried to smile. She couldn't. She pressed her lips and looked up and blinked.
I tried to change her mood in her style.
"Pushpa! I hate tears!" I said in the Rajesh Khanna (A/N - Who said this dialogue? Was it Rajesh Khanna only? Idk and I am sorry if this is wrong.) style.
She laughed.
She went and stood in between the fireflies I left open for her. Fireflies were glowing in a particular area on my terrace and some were there in the jar for her.
She was glowing with the fireflies. Each and every part of her face was looking ever more beautiful. The fireflies are so lucky that Nandini came and stood in between them. She was looking as she was made of gold of love and innocence. She was trying to lock a firefly in between her palms. When she finally got one she shouted, "Manik look!" and I went near her and she left that firefly free on my face. She was looking so happy.
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