𝙼𝚢 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢

MY STORY-3

Nandini's pov
I was too much shocked to see the person. Never in my life I wanted to meet him again. But here he is standing in front of me.

Smaran....

My mistake....

My darkest past....

I was busy in my thoughts when Manik shook me a little to break my thoughts. I looked at him in confusion.

"Are you okay? Where are you lost? I am calling you since long," Manik asked worriedly looking at me.

"I am okay," I replied with a small smile.

"Meet him, Mr Smaran Joshi. New employee. You had talked to him that morning," Manik introduced me too Smaran who was already looking at me with shock written all over his face.

"Yeah," I said while trying to fake a smile.

"Good evening, mam. Nice to meet you," Smaran said me formally. May be he was also trying to fight his inner turmoil.

"Nice to meet you too," I also replied formally. I tried to control the thrill of my voice. But I don't know, if I managed to hide that from Manik or not.

I was glad that he didn't create any scene.

"Manik, let's dance," I told Manik as a romantic number started playing in the background.

"Okay, come," Manik agreed and forwarded his hand for me to hold with a smile.

I held his hand with the brightest smile. I can never be sad with him being around me. He is the only reason of my happiness.

We were dancing romantically but the song ended and Manik was called for some work so he excused me and went to check.

I sat on the nearby chair and started thinking about my past from which I always try to run away but it again came in front of me.

Flashback
It all started when I was in the first year of college. Smaran was senior than me. We met in a college event and liked each other. After talking for some days, he proposed me. As I liked him from before only, so I agreed without thinking much.

Smaran was from a middle class family. He was good student so he was a scholarship student in our college. But all this didn't matter to me.

I said mumma about him but she didn't accept our relationship. She tried to make me understand that he is not a good choice for me. I won't be able to manage in his family. His lifestyle is totally different from me. Because I am the only daughter of my parents and our life style is completely opposite of them.

But I was adamant not to leave him. I tried to explain mumma about it many times but she didn't hear me. Nor she agreed for our relation.

One day I left everything behind and held Smaran's hand. I left mumma. I left everything I had. After that day, I never tried to contact mumma. I also closed all the ways so that she can't reach me as well. I was so blind that I didn't see what was coming into my way.

We got married and he took me to his house. His mother and sister didn't like me nor they accepted me. But his father was sweet. He was really supportive.

Smaran got a job which is not a big one but that was well enough. I left my studies as it was not possible for him to maintain all the expenses. I didn't say anything. I accepted that. I was happy being a part of his life.