Kaisi yeh Yaariyan Season 3

Chapter 87

She came out of the principal's chamber, all red in excitement and they hi-fived.

"Wow, that was some serious drubbing girl...I am impressed." His shone bright with joy, he said smiling from ear to ear. "That's more like my Nandini."

"Thank God, all this while I was worried if this is good enough or have you set an even higher bar for me."

"Good enough for what?" The Neel angle, which he had merely used as a bait to push her, had completely slipped out of his mind. She however, had not only remembered it, she infact appeared to be damn serious about it.

"Kya Manik, tumhi ne to bola tha ki if I perform well, you will let me be part of the KILL-NEEL team. Now don't tell me you have changed your mind."

'Forget it Nandini, you are not getting into this. Not anymore. I will deal with that creep in MY WAY' he thought, but then he lied to her, because if he had told her the truth, it would have ruined her moment. He wanted her to revel in her new found courage. "You really hate that jerk don't you"

"You know what Manik, waise to I am a very non - violent person" She said animatedly, "But Neel Dixit has some special talent because whenever it comes to him, all my goodness vanishes somewhere and I just feel like smashing his face or maybe feeding him to hyenas, I donno why but I feel that guy is a habitual offender. In fact what you just said, holds good for him too. If we don't finish him now, God knows how many more lives he is going to ruin."

Something in that innocent statement of hers, caught his attention on the fly. What was it, that she had mentioned...he desperately tried to rewind and replay her words in his mind. It took him a bit of brain wracking to finally to recognize what he had been looking for.. 'HABITUAL OFFENDER', yes that was the cue.

Whatever he had done, could not have been a one off offense. Neel's mind, from whatever he had read in that diary was sharp as hell. The kind of trap he had laid for Nandini could only come from years of screwing up people.

Neel's past...Manik was sure, might hold the answers, he was seeking..and perhaps Neel's own deeds would help Manik rewrite his future.

"Chalein?" Manik finally asked, and noticed that Nandini wasn't really listening to him. She seemed lost in a world of her own.

"I want to meet the kids before we leave." She urged. The bright glow on her pretty face from moments ago, was completely gone. She looked away pensively, avoiding locking eyes with him. It must be hard for her, he understood. In fact the hardest part of leaving the town was to leave these kids behind. They had been such an important part of her life when he wasn't there. And then he did remember, in shaky, uneven bits, the good times he himself had had here. He gently nudged on her arm and winked. It was going to be ok, he wanted to assure her. "We can always come back whenever you feel like meeting them Nandini." Only God knew if that would ever happen, coming back to a place you have left behind. The longing, the missing would never go, but the practicalities of life would soon take over and this bond she had forged here would be lost forever in the folds of time.

They went across from class to class, starting from the senior most and while Nandini bid them farewell, Manik observed from outside. His heart both swelled with pride and ached with pain seeing the amount of love she had garnered within the short span of time that she was here. His little girl, the one he had to take care of like a small child was also big enough to be someone's teacher. Many a times, he saw her silently wiping off her tears. He so wanted to go ahead and hug her. But it was her exclusive time with her students and he didn't want to trespass.

It was late into the afternoon, minutes before the school would be over and she still had one last class left to say 'Bye' to. This was going to be nasty and she was mentally bracing herself for the assault. Class 3 B, her favourite class, the most demanding and the least forgiving one. She could pretty much foresee all hell breaking loose, the moment she would tell them, she was leaving for good. But one could hardly blame them, they were too small to understand sudden farewells. If only she could skip this one. But then even if she could, she wouldn't . She had to see them one last time, no matter how badly it broke her down.