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Chapter 3:
'My nerves had finally settled as we landed in London, God knows what I was so nervous about.. Whatever it was I chose to ignore it since Fab 5 had a concert in O2 arena, as well as a guest performance in Warrior High, and I had to be focused towards my work rather than these weird feelings going on inside me' I thought as we moved to collect our luggage. 'Guys I can't believe this is happening, we're actually here, together, as a band, as best friends.. I'm so excited!' exclaimed a cheerful Alya. 'Group hug?' said Cabir as he took all of us in a bear hug, fab 5 style hug.
We then headed out of the airport and were received by a taxi who claimed to be out private driver for the time being. We were performing in my dad's best friend's school, Mr. Rajeev Singhania, the owner of Warrior High, he promised my dad he'd look after us while we were here. We all settled in the taxi and headed to our hotel.
***
'Shit shit Nandini Murthy you're late again' I exclaimed as I complained about myself, 'The guests must be here already and I'm still at home, dad is going to kill me today' (Nandini called Mr. Singhania dad outside of school as she thought of him as a father and she thought of Anjali as a sister and best friend). I rushed out of my house and drove like a maniac through the busy roads of central London just to reach my destination. During the car journey my heart began to sank, what was happening to me.. All I could think about was Manik.. 'Manik' I took his name like a prayer and sighed, 'I miss you, I love you'. As Nandini said this Manik felt his heart beat increase as he heard her. 'Nandini what is wrong with you, focus you're getting late' I continued to rant about myself as I drove even faster than before to get to the hotel as soon as possible.
***
My heart beat was racing, I felt my heart will explode. What was happening to me.. We reached our hotel and were immediately surrounded by fans. Mukti, Alya and Dhruv were too tired from the journey so left for their rooms after meeting a few fans but me and Cabir decided to stay for a bit longer and interact with the fans. 'Manik I'll go get some coffee for us, be back in 5' he said and he left..
***
I reached the hotel a rushed inside as I was already late. When I got inside my heart started beating faster than normal, I ignored that feelings and went ahead to receive my guests. I saw a few girls surrounding someone in the lobby, he was a guy, a very tall guy, was it? No it can't be Manik. I have to stop thinking about Manik and focus on my work.. I just moved forward to check whether it was my guests or not and as he turned everything around me froze. I dropped my diary that I had in my hand near his feet. He picked up the diary and started signing it thinking I was his fan and wanted it autograph.
I couldn't believe this was actually happening, HE was here, in front of me.. Once again. We were face to face, everything was the same but everything was so different, he still had the same dark eyes that made me want to drown myself in him, he had the same smile which I could die to see, he had the same charm that made me hopelessly fall in love with him. However he didn't have the same love for me in his eyes that he did before he lost his memory, before I lost him, before we lost US.
Today he stands in front of me, talking to me as I'm just another one of his fans, lost in his own world, oblivious to the fact we were once soul mates. In a matter of a few seconds everything that we went through flashed before my eyes, our first hug, our first kiss, our first night, but what hurts the most is he doesn't remember any of it.
He asks me while autographing my diary 'Sorry, what was your name again?' I say, lost deep in his eyes 'Nandini, Nandini Murthy'.. He replies 'Nice to meet you Nandini. I'm Manik, Manik Malhotra' and smiles.. He finally looks at me, and time stops 'Have we met before?' he says as he looks at me with the same intensity that he used to look at me with 2 years ago, when me and him used to be MANAN.
'My nerves had finally settled as we landed in London, God knows what I was so nervous about.. Whatever it was I chose to ignore it since Fab 5 had a concert in O2 arena, as well as a guest performance in Warrior High, and I had to be focused towards my work rather than these weird feelings going on inside me' I thought as we moved to collect our luggage. 'Guys I can't believe this is happening, we're actually here, together, as a band, as best friends.. I'm so excited!' exclaimed a cheerful Alya. 'Group hug?' said Cabir as he took all of us in a bear hug, fab 5 style hug.
We then headed out of the airport and were received by a taxi who claimed to be out private driver for the time being. We were performing in my dad's best friend's school, Mr. Rajeev Singhania, the owner of Warrior High, he promised my dad he'd look after us while we were here. We all settled in the taxi and headed to our hotel.
***
'Shit shit Nandini Murthy you're late again' I exclaimed as I complained about myself, 'The guests must be here already and I'm still at home, dad is going to kill me today' (Nandini called Mr. Singhania dad outside of school as she thought of him as a father and she thought of Anjali as a sister and best friend). I rushed out of my house and drove like a maniac through the busy roads of central London just to reach my destination. During the car journey my heart began to sank, what was happening to me.. All I could think about was Manik.. 'Manik' I took his name like a prayer and sighed, 'I miss you, I love you'. As Nandini said this Manik felt his heart beat increase as he heard her. 'Nandini what is wrong with you, focus you're getting late' I continued to rant about myself as I drove even faster than before to get to the hotel as soon as possible.
***
My heart beat was racing, I felt my heart will explode. What was happening to me.. We reached our hotel and were immediately surrounded by fans. Mukti, Alya and Dhruv were too tired from the journey so left for their rooms after meeting a few fans but me and Cabir decided to stay for a bit longer and interact with the fans. 'Manik I'll go get some coffee for us, be back in 5' he said and he left..
***
I reached the hotel a rushed inside as I was already late. When I got inside my heart started beating faster than normal, I ignored that feelings and went ahead to receive my guests. I saw a few girls surrounding someone in the lobby, he was a guy, a very tall guy, was it? No it can't be Manik. I have to stop thinking about Manik and focus on my work.. I just moved forward to check whether it was my guests or not and as he turned everything around me froze. I dropped my diary that I had in my hand near his feet. He picked up the diary and started signing it thinking I was his fan and wanted it autograph.
I couldn't believe this was actually happening, HE was here, in front of me.. Once again. We were face to face, everything was the same but everything was so different, he still had the same dark eyes that made me want to drown myself in him, he had the same smile which I could die to see, he had the same charm that made me hopelessly fall in love with him. However he didn't have the same love for me in his eyes that he did before he lost his memory, before I lost him, before we lost US.
Today he stands in front of me, talking to me as I'm just another one of his fans, lost in his own world, oblivious to the fact we were once soul mates. In a matter of a few seconds everything that we went through flashed before my eyes, our first hug, our first kiss, our first night, but what hurts the most is he doesn't remember any of it.
He asks me while autographing my diary 'Sorry, what was your name again?' I say, lost deep in his eyes 'Nandini, Nandini Murthy'.. He replies 'Nice to meet you Nandini. I'm Manik, Manik Malhotra' and smiles.. He finally looks at me, and time stops 'Have we met before?' he says as he looks at me with the same intensity that he used to look at me with 2 years ago, when me and him used to be MANAN.
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