part 7

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Manikk came home at evening looking completely worn out by guilt. He saw his Dad painstakingly walking upto his room; as always he was under the influence of alcohol. He ran to his Dad and helped him to his room manik Dad: "Hey, my son! Wassup! Come let's have a drink."

Manikk: "No Dad...some other time."

He left hanging his head down and taking baby steps walked to his room. His one part wanted to see her, wanted to help her, wanted to hug her, wanted to assure that she was alright, while the other part was scared with the idea of seeing her, in this condition, after that disgusting thing he had done to her. Slowly he opened the door. It was pitch dark. He went inside looking for her. He saw a petite feminine frame standing in the balcony with her hands on the railing and went towards it. With the help of moonlight, he could see that she had worn black. Her hair left open and was flowing behind in the direction of wind. He raised his hand to tap her shoulder but again brought it down. Slowly, he called out to her, "na na nan nandini !" She closed her eyes, hearing him take her name. There was a time, when she used to get butterflies in her stomach, whenever he called her by her pet name. She used to blush like a love struck teenager. Tears flowed down her cheeks. He again called her and this time she couldn't control herself. She quickly turned around and in a few seconds he was seen rubbing his fingers on his cheek, eyes closed while his head was still hung low. She left the room crying. Somebody witnessed this sight and was not happy with it.

Manik went to the only person who provided him solace in such kind of situations. He opened a bottle of whiskey and poured for both of them.

Manik's Dad: "Hey, mere rockstar bte ke handsome chehre pe baaraa kyun baje hue hai?"

He couldn't control and he hugged his father, just like a child does whenever he gets scared of something. Tears welled up his eyes,

Manik: (crying) "Dad...she's innocent...she's damn innocent...I can see it in her eyes! "

His Dad broke the hug and caught him by his shoulders.

Dad: "What! Innocent? Stand straight...Do chaar aasu kya ghira diye uss ladki ne, tu sab kuch bhool gaya. Bhool gaya ke usne tere saath...teri reputation ke saath! I am telling you for the umpteenth time...all these career focussed girls...all of them...bloody all of them are the same...everything is a profit and loss statement for them. She was with you only for a motive...and look what has she made you into. I had warned you before...but you didn't listen to me...you've also seen the consequences! She has broken your innocent soul into pieces. And now, you're again wandering in that direction...but as a father, I won't let you. Do you hear me?"

As usual, he was successful in brainwashing maniks mind and poor nandini had no knowledge about this. Manikcame out of his Dad's room with a new found pseudo male ego cum confidence to confront his wife. He saw the servant coming out of his room with a bowl of soup. He stopped him.

Servant: "Wohh bitiya ne subeh se kuch khaaya hi nahi hai. Aisa lag raha hai, ke unki tabyat thik nahi hai."

He told the servant to get some food for nandini and he obliged. He went inside and saw her sleeping on the extreme side of the bed. The servant got food and went out closing the door. Manik held the plate and sat beside nandini

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