Kaisi yeh Yaariyan Season 3

Chapter 68

They hadn't slept the whole night & yet there wasn't a hint of tiredness in her eyes. How could she let sleep steal away even the tiniest piece from her treasure box, that now comprised of a million old and new memories. Friday morning this time, they were still friends (according to Manik) but in the last 72 hours, so much had happened. These three days had returned her all the precious things she had lost over the last three years. But now that Manik was gone, she was missing him like hell.

And it wasn't just her, it seemed like her house too had fallen in love with this charming guest. Everywhere she looked, she could feel him.. The kitchen where he had shared his past, the couch in the living room where they had watched cartoon, her bed where they had kissed and made love, her dressing table, the washroom, the balcony and even the front lawn.... Every single corner, every crevice was demanding to know, why had he left. How would she tell them that she too hated every single moment that he was away.

She had initiated the memory game only with the intention of winning the blank wish, that's why all three of her wishes had been so complex. But little did she know that he could even do the impossible, that when it came to her, he could both create the rain and bring home the stars. How, even without his memory, he had picked every open thread from their past and woven them together into a beautiful picture. How innocently, he had brought together his stars and her fireflies and turned them into one. At times she couldn't help thinking that her Manik was special, different from all other men. There was something divine in him. His love was so pure, it could put legends to shame. Life broke him again and again and yet he stood like an impenetrable wall around her. All he ever thought about was how to heal her torn edges when his own life lay in tatters.

She had lost her parents as a child and sometimes she wondered whether God had specially created Manik to make up for their absence. Though she had never spoken about it to anyone, not even to her Aiyappa, she indeed felt that he loved her even more than what her parents would have, had they been alive. The way he always wanted to keep her safe, even at the cost of getting hurt himself....the way he noticed the minutest of details regarding her, the way he read the faintest of changes on her face, the way he understood her inside out, despite coming from a different space made her believe that they had been eternal soulmates.

She moved the collar of his shirt(which she now claimed as her) a bit to take a closer look at her neck which was now strewn with his love bites. Even though there was no one, she had to hide them from, she blushed like a newly wedded girl. There were more, she knew, in intimate places where only she and now he had access to. How she cherished these remnants of his on her. Only he could do it.... make her cry with happiness, hypnotize her with his moves and ransack all her sanity with his wild wayward ways. But if she had to pick the best moment from an ocean of surreal memories, it would be how he had cradled her the whole night.

She had never felt cold feet at the mention of school on a Monday morning . From the day she had joined the school, she had always looked forward to Mondays because they saved her from the suffocating & melancholic weekends. But today she wanted to linger on, like a teenager who refused to see logic. All she wished for was either Manik to return so that she could take a leave from the school feigning sickness or the next five days to disappear somewhere to make way for the next weekend.

And then she heard the door bell ring. Almost leaping off her feet, she ran to open the door. Oh God, Manik was back!

Only that, it wasn't him because when she opened the door with a wide grin, she saw NEEL standing instead!

For a brief moment she was paralyzed, for this was the first time since she had shifted here that he had paid her a visit, but then , when she saw him eyeing her bare legs that Manik's shirt barely covered, she ran inside to put on the first thing she could lay her hands on.