Time : Present
Location : Toronto, ON
"Yes brother! I'll be fine. I'm not a kid anymore.. please stop treating me like one", spoke an annoyed Nandini over the phone to his elder brother Rishabh.
Nandini Murthy, age 24, currently pursuing her MBA from Lambton College. She lives with her family in Toronto.
She left Delhi 4 years ago, after high school to pursue further studies. Importantly, she didn't just leave the place, once she was out of the country, she never looked back. She gave up on all her people back there. She had entirely cut her self from all the social media, changed contact numbers, buried the pictures and gifts and every single thing that had a slightest of memory joined with her past.
But whom was she fooling? She could never get that one person out of her mind. Manik.
She didn't know where he was, what he was doing, how he was doing. Nothing. It had been 4 years but till date even a single thought of him was enough to bring all of their good and bad memories back.
Surely Nandini was this 'serious relationship' and 'one man woman' type girl but the western lifestyle and the hurt that still existed deep down in her heart caused changes in her way of living. She did a lot of casual flings and dating and hanging around and stuff but..love? That just couldn't happen.
Here she was, on her way back home. Her brother always called her twice a day during college hours. One reason, she was his overly -pampered sister and second, Nandini didn't just leave memories of her love behind, she left her friends too. And what suffered the major damage was her trust on friendship. As a result, she didn't really make any good friends in Toronto.
Except Alya.
Alya was a diva. Perfect face, perfect figure and best at her work. She was studying fashion designing in the same college and was of course, Nandini's only real friend in Canada.
"Babe? Let's go for clubbing today? Please like pleaaasseee?",
Alya asked Nandini like she does everyday even after knowing her answer is not going to change.
"Alya you know it. I do clubbing only on weekends and never on weekdays. I have to reach home on time. Mumma Papa must be waiting."
No matter how 'cool' Nandini might have turned, her moralistic views were still the same. Her family still was her priority and she couldn't disappoint her parents.
"Okay I know that. But you can at least come with me for shopping. It's my birthday next week, you remember, right? And I still have to buy a lot of things you.. you know like..."
"wohaaa... hold on Miss Alya Saxena, seriously? We have done enough shopping for your b'day already!", Nandini didn't let Alya complete. She knew if she would start once, there's no stopping after that.
"Fine. Nandini. Go home. Tumhe mera sath time spend krnaa pasand nahi", Alya spoke in her 'oh-so-perfect' Hindi. And nandini kept gaping at her with an open mouth. Alya too was an Indian by birth but she was brought up in Canada so- speaking of Hindi? Just not Alya thing!
"God Alya! Stop it with your emotional black mail and why this hindi love all of a sudden",
Nandini asked Alya almost chuckling.
"Oh Nandini. You only say na, bahar ki country mei apna language bolne ka mazaa he umm..what.. different?"
"alag.."
"yes! Alag hoti hai" Alya finally completed her sentence and Nandini rolled her eyes.
"hota hai Alya. Hoti hai nahi. And I know what this is. This is the result of you dating a new Indian guy", Nandini teased Alya and started driving.
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FanfictionA story about two best friends, turned lovers who became strangers with few memories. But what if those few memories are also erased? Will they get their Happily Ever After? Or will their love story remain incomplete? Nandini Murthy: Age 24, persuin...
