This story revolves mainly around Nandini and Manik aka Manan. This story is how both will fall in love but they won't express their love. One mistake made by Manik will make Nandini leave everything by leaving her family and friends behind.
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(Manik's POV) – I had been lazy the entire day at my apartment as soon as the clock struck 5 in the evening I decided to charge myself and get ready for the Family Dinner at Dad's house. I slowly got ready in a black tuxedo and left for my Dad's House. Apart from Aryaman and I, all others stay together. Dadaji will also not be present at the family dinner because he has gone to our hometown where my Dadaji had started and Dhruv is busy with his tour so even he will not make it.
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(Manik's dad's house as seen on top)
The door was opened by the butler. "Master Manik"
(Manik) "Hello Joseph. Where are the others?" Giving him my coat.
(Butler) "In the drawing room, Sir."
(Manik) "Thanks." I went past the study where I saw mom standing.
(Manik) "Hello Mom"
(Nyonika) "Manik! My dear boy! How are you?"
(Manik's POV) She hugged me. For the huge frame I am, Mom was also of the same height. She fit in my arms perfectly. She is the best mom i could ask for. She was looking damn pretty in her saree. Though we stay in London, our house family dinners and functions we need to be dressed in the most formal way. This was the rule made by my dad and God Knows Why. Anyways my mom looks sexy in jeans and gown which she does wear. For me she is an epitome for beauty apart from Nandini. Wait did i just say Nandini, where is mind going to. Mum was smart and at present her hair upto her shoulders and looked young, full of energy, prim and precisely dressed. For the attitude my Dad is, she is miles away from his personality. God knows how did they manage to stay together for so long.
(Manik) "I am good. On the other hand, you have put on weight! I thought only pregnant women put weight." I grinned at her.
(Nyonika) "Such a rude son!" She playfully patted me.
(Manik) "What can I say! You are the one who brought me up to be rude. Always saying, if you have something to tell to your dad when you are angry,"
(Nyonika continued) "Just tell me. And it has gone beyond the point of just your dad, hasn't it?" She smirked. Sometimes I didn't know if she was serious or saying it just like that.
(Manik from nowhere asked) "Is being like Dad so hateful?" I took her hands and kissed them. To hear her say that I am becoming more like my Dad, to whom I have barely spoken is a novel's length in my whole life, felt strange.
(Nyonika) "No. It is tormenting to see you like this. If only you choose to have someone much closer to you" Again. No matter how many times she tells me, I don't think I will ever understand the feeling of need to stay with someone my whole life.
(Manik) "I know, I know. Just like how you are to Dad. Lets just leave it at that. I am happy the way I am now."
