Kaisi yeh Yaariyan Season 3

Chapter 62

"Chalo maine to apne bare mein bataya, ab tumhari bari" Nandini was marinating the chicken in soya sauce and rolling them in corn flour. She had left her hair open and was regretting it now. It was falling all over her face and her nudging them with her arms wasn't helping much. Manik, who was observing her struggle, for a while quietly went inside to grab a scrunchy (rubber band). He was slowly getting familiarized with this house and her things and because it was such a tiny place, most of her belongings were right within his sight. She didn't have a proper dressing table, she had a small table with drawers and had hung a mirror over it. On the top of the table she had kept her accessories, neatly organized in two small jewelry boxes.

He knew what they contained. One had all her hair clips and scrunchies and she put her earrings in the other. Much like her, her belongings too were simple, nothing fancy or expensive whatsoever. Perhaps her entire wardrobe wouldn't cost half of what he easily spent on just a dozen of his branded clothes. He had never seen her wearing make up. A tinge of lipstick and something in her eyes, what do they call it, a liner perhaps.. that's all she did and yet every time he saw her, she only appeared a little more beautiful. He pulled out a couple of scrunchies from her treasure box.

He opened the box of earrings and rummaged through it. They fascinated him. Right from the first day he had seen her, the glittering round things she wore in her ears enticed him. He loved how it felt like sometimes she was wearing stars, sometimes a bell and sometimes a drop of water and when she moved, they dangled with a sweet tinkling sound. He dug his hand inside his pocket and took out a tiny gift wrapped box. A sad smile spread on his face as he turned the packet around with his fingers. He was just about to put it back in his pocket when he heard her call him.

"Manik where are you, jaldi aao"

He left the packet on her table in hurry and returned to the kitchen.

"kahan chale gaye the?"

"Woh main..." He didn't finish the line as he went closer to her and slowly pulled in all her hair, some scattered around her neck, some falling over her face and tied them in a pony tail. She felt her entire being stir up as his slender fingers brushed over the nape of her neck. He saw her flinching involuntary and moved away.

"Abhi tumhari bari, you will tell something about yourself" She tried to divert his attention from her face that had suddenly gotten red under his touch.

Leaning against the wall, he smiled, a blank smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Kash ki main kuch bata pata, kash..." He sighed.

"I know you don't remember your past, but you do remember your last 2- 3 years right, tell me about it"

"About that, it's not worth worth telling Nandini. It's boring and.....painful."

"Manik, there is an unspoken rule between us, that we will tell each other everything... no matter how boring or painful. There shouldn't be secrets between us." It was ridiculous that she, who made the rule was the one to break it right from the beginning. There were a million things she hadn't told him and she didn't know what this would eventually lead to. Would he understand why she had kept quiet...or would he react like before, when it took her weeks and perhaps months to prove her innocence to him. Somehow she felt he would, he would understand her predicament. He was no more as impulsive as before and he had seen a lot more of life.

"I don't remember how I landed up in Denmark. My first memory goes back to early june, three years ago, when they were wheeling me in for an MRI scan. It was this white round thing, which looked like a tunnel from inside and it was so constricted that when they pushed me in, I felt like someone was strangulating me, like someone was sucking life out of me. I was struggling to get up, but my hands were tied up. I started crying and then when they took me out, I threw up, not once but I kept on throwing up till there was nothing left in my stomach.