Destiny Was Fated With You!

PART 3

Hello everyone, hope you all are doing good.

Well, highly disappointed with your response in last updates. I give such big updates only to get some hundred votes, when reading is more than three thousands in each update. I guess I'm lacking somewhere or you don't like story anymore. Please, do tell me truth. Where I'm going wrong because it's frustrating to write, when don't get good feedback from you all. Even after putting a note. Only few turned, that shows your love for the story( note the sarcasm). Thank you. I don't expect more from you all anymore. Now don't dare to ask me for speedy updates. I'll update whenever I complete the chapter. I'm so done with you all silent readers.

And thank you for genuine readers and commenters, who never left my side. Thank you for that. Be there I badly need you till I end the book. Which is not sooner gonna happen.

I read each comments but couldn't reply back any. Sorry, for that.

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Happy reading. I hope you like it.

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Manik's Pov

I pulled my knees to my chest as I sat looking people conversing with each other. Where I just wanted to sleep. But I can't. I looked here and there. I spotted a butler nearby me.

Can you arrange some paint, brushes, and canvas for me in my room? Butler just nodded at me. I can relax now. Paint can do magic in my heart and life.

Where are you thinking, you are going? Sanskar questioned me. I gave a side glance to him as I climbed stairs to reach my room in Malhotra Mansion. Still, time was there. As all of us were waiting for Pandith to come. To fix a date for our marriage.

My room. I uttered as I climbed faster, removing my jacket, I tied them around my waist, so, that when I reach I start working on some solid piece, which is running in my imagination.

We are coming. I didn't care for them. As I pulled out brush, butler just gave me. As gang sat in front of me on my bed.

Are you going to paint? Nandini questioned me.

Yeah. I guess, So. I started opening colors from the boxes. I was surprised. My essentials were already stored in my room. Mostly a guitar, which was sitting like an antique in the center my bed. It looked awesome, for me. How my mom had arranged the room in this Mansion. It was classic, just like the way. I want my room something like this only.

Butler arranged canvas for me, I smiled at him in gratitude. He left from there. And I arranged my things according to my needs. I slowly mixed colors, as my mind focused on the imaginary picture. I just kept my brush on canvas. As I started brushing them according to my choice of colors. My imagination was colored the way I wanted it. No one could rule my imagination, that was the best satisfaction and victory I had. And I always loved playing with colors. Because I don't have to pick black color always like my past life. My wish my colors it is when I'm an artist.

Waise, Manu, I just need to remind about college admission going on in the Institute. I want you to have look on that. She patted her baby to sleep as she walked to and fro behind me.

I'll. Maybe the day after tomorrow. I concentrated on mixing colors. And detailing things.

And Nandini, select a school asap. I don't want us to rush in last minute for the seats. In reply, she pulled out her mobile.