Heartstrings

~Chapter 11~ First Impression

Nandini's POV

Arghhhh! I was hell annoyed now... I was pacing around in my room while this idiot, Karan is just relaxing on the couch and munching on a packet of Nachos.

"Calm Down Jigra!" Seriously? He is asking me to fucking calm down? And how exactly should I do that when my life is nothing but a mess.

"Utter a word more and I will strangle you to death... Samjha." I warned him. He shut his mouth immediately with his fingers on his lips.

"How can he do this. Pehle shaddi ke liye haa kardiya and now without giving me any explanation for his deeds he just left the country. I know he is doing it purposely. Ego Jo hurt hua hoga uss insaan ka. Mujhe pehle hi samajh Jana chahiye... Saare ladke aise hi hote hai, reject kya kardo ego hurt ho jaata hai..Aise arrogant monster se kuch expectation rakhna hi faltu hai." I was constantly blabbering when Karan grabbed my hand and made me sit on the bed. He then sat beside me and asked politely,

"Tujhe problem kya hai itni usse... Dekh aaj nahi toh kal u have to get married so why not give it a shot." He spoke trying to make me understand but my mind was already preoccupied with his rude behaviour..
I know that I have to marry one day but what I don't want is to marry Manik Malhotra.. It's not that I hold any personal grudges against him but it's just that his first impression on me wasn't something too good.

"Tu nahi janta Karan! He is damn rude and a big time moron. He doesn't know how to respect or trear a lady or anyone. I don't want to get tied with such a person." I said him and he stared at me as if asking me the full detail.

Flashback!-

I saw him at one of Dad's business parties, though I generally avoid such business meets but as Bhai was not in town I had to accompany Dad.

So it was in that party when I first saw him.. I was standing in one of the corners of the hall not wanting to gain attention. I was standing at such a place from where I could see pretty much the entire hall but was not visible myself as the pillar covered me..

Manik Malhotra! He looked no less than a Greek God. Trust me,He was hotness personified..I already knew him. Come on man! Who doesn't know Manik Malhotra? The most eligible bachelor of the country, the youngest business man? He was all over the news and magazine covers. I would be lying if I said that I did not use to ogle at him..

But my admiring Manik Malhotra session soon came to a halt when I saw him standing near the bar with his hands on a girl's waist and he was talking or rather shouting at an old man! How dare he to show his power to someone who could not answer him back? Coward! I was right..These rich young spoilt brats are good for nothing.. All they know is to flaunt their powers to the someone who cannot do anything. Okay! Maybe the waiter was at fault but he could have talked to him in a polite manner rather than abusing and threatening him.. I seriously hate people who are good for nothing..And Manik just got added to that group.

Manik Malhotra, you are nothing but just a rich spoilt brat with a drool worthy body.. *Possibly the reason for my outburst was not just the fiasco but also Manik's hands on that girl's waist pulling her closer but I knew better than to admit it..* And I know better than to mingle with these kind of people..But seeing him shouting at that old waiter, I could not hold myself back and was about to teach him a lesson when Dad came and took me away to introduce me to some of his partners! Back gaya aaj..He would have had it from me if not for Papa.