NANDINI'S P.O.V.
I woke up next morning in the same position I talked to Manik last night. There was just one difference. Our hands were knitted.
It felt like my head would just burst out any moment! It was hurting like hell! Hangover! Why did I drink so much!?!
Then, I saw Manik, sleeping Manik. He was looking so cute! His drowning eyes were closed and I thanked God for that because if his eyes were open then I would have again behaved like I was dumb!
“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Manik! You ask so many questions!” The only memory of yesterday....
Then, I slowly saw the whole day flashing in front of my eyes... Like I'm living them again...
“Ssh! They are sleeping!”
“BHU!”
“You're a bad bad girl!”
“A bat... It does batman batman!”
“Katti!”
“Jai!”
I slowly began to remember everything and then I found myself smiling and blushing! Then, I looked at Manik again as I thought that I was missing something. But I couldn't remember what. And then...
“Don't worry... I'll never let you fall.”
And my heart skipped a beat. This was probably the best moment of my life. It has happened to me for the first time... I have had many boyfriends – so many that I can't even remember their names or number but this is something very different and.... And.... Sweet.
I smiled and when I tried to get up, Manik too woke up saying, "Ooh... My head..." Then he opened his eyes forcefully and he saw me. For the next ten seconds or so, he was just looking at me. I didn't mind. Nor did I questioned him. Then he said, "Hey bad bad girl!" and smirked.
So even he remembers everything.
I smiled and said, "What does bat---"
"Um.. Nandini... My head is bursting! Come on. First let's have something!"
"Yeah! Let's just go to Tasha and she'll make a quick recipe so that Amms doesn't smell----"
"We're not in Manhattan." he reminded me. Tasha would be in MHT. So, I think we have to make something for ourselves.... There my Amms's P.A. Tasha knew all the recipes and she used to make some kind of drink after would I would feel very good and the smell of my mouth used to vanish in seconds!
"Okay, then let's help ourselves." I suggested and he nodded.
"So, where's the kitchen?" he asked.
"Kitchen? Um... I don't remember.." I said and made a puppy face.
"You don't know where the kitchen is!?!" he asked all amazed and I nodded indicating a no with a pity face.
"Okay. Let's search for it." he said and we both rose to our feet. We held our heads in our hands and said in a unison, "Not so easy! Hangover!" and then we laughed.
We both are not funny. But still, with him, I feel very happy!
"Okay Captain. Let's begin!" I said and he patted my head.
We began to walk through the long corridors when he exclaimed, "FOUND IT!" and I smiled. We rushed into the kitchen. It was empty. Of course it would be... Yesterday all the servants took an off for Diwali and they would be coming from tomorrow.
"So, I have studied that lemon and water, not a lemonade, can help us. So, let's search for lemon." I said when he told, "Nandu, I think lemon will be in the fridge." he said. Then, he walked towards the fridge. Opened it. And took out a lemon. He knows more than me. "Cool. Now water, of course in the fridge." I said and he took out a sipper too.
"Now let's do some mixy mixy!" said Manik keeping the things on the slab and did a kind of Shin Chan dance.
"Okay. Here's the knife and glasses." I declared as (thank God) they were kept at a corner on the slab.
"Okay. Let's cut it." I said and kept a lemon on the table. I tried to cut it with my full force. But it instead bounced. Off the slab. On Manik's face. I chuckled.
"Ya right! Laugh on me!" he said petting his nose and continued, "At least say sorry!"
"It's not my fault. I remember that Mixy Nohara used to chop vegetables like this only. So, no sorry." I said as looked at the wall with all the swag I had.
"Nandini, seriously? Mixy Nohara is a cartoon."
"CARTOONS ARE INFLUENCING!" I said.
"You're impossible. Let me try." he said and kept the lemon on the slab. Then, he raised the knife to his eye level like a karate champion who was just about to cut a glass slab and *AAH!* it again hit Manik's nose.
But I didn't chuckle this time. I laughed. I sat down on the ground laughing!
"Huh! We need to think of something else." he declared, "And quick. My head really hurts."
"Oh I wish you had one!" I said and continued to laugh.
"Okay. Maybe it's too cold. It was kept in fridge after all. Maybe that's why we can't cut it." he said and I got up chuckling. He did make sense. Vegetables get cold inside the fridge. Maybe, we just needed to warm them up.
"So, what should we do to warm it?" I asked.
"Let's put it in the microwave. I know how to use it." he said and I nodded.
"It was very cold so I set it for five minutes. Till then what to do?"
"Um... Don't know. It's just that my head is bursting... MANIK! DON'T TELL ME NOVEMBER IS GOING ON AND IT'S ONE DAY AFTER DIWALI TODAY!?!" I asked as I remembered something very important.
"Yeah. So?" he replied in his casual tone.
"MANIK IT'S AMMS BIRTHDAY! Oh no! How could I forget it! I am the worst child ever!" I cursed myself and then I realized my current position.
Hair messy. Ghargra choli. Chuni now cream-ish brown but used to be pure white. Ghagra all spoiled. Don't know about makeup. Nothing in hand. Don't know the time. Forgot Amms's birthday. No phone. No heels.
Wao! Ain't I just amazing!?!
“Oh my gosh Manik help me find my phone! I need to wish Amms!" I shouted all puzzled up and began to run towards my room. I don't know whether Manik came or not. I don't know whether I reached the room or not. The only thing that I know is that I am being kidnapped by aliens.
A/N – How was the lemon part? So, is Nandini really kidnapped by aliens or is it something else... Something serious? I was told by someone that I write way too long chapters. Is this much okay or you need more (or else)?
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