Mananff - Iss Mohobbat Mein

chapter 43

You've been happy. Much happier than I last saw you.

You were dazzling then, but you've got so much more dazzle now.

You have grown firm, Manik. So changed, nothing like the time when I was with you. All the softness devoured into this rough frown you carry reflexively. I wonder if it is because of me, because of the affect of that night I gave you. However, the affect made you better. I'm not disappointed.

Did you forget me completely? I don't think so. I'm not something so easy to forget, am I?

You look stronger now, more serious and mature. You've grown light stubble; your body is changed, completely bloomed. Surely it was beautiful then but now, it is so much more.

Your curly hairs are converted into short, straight ones mostly. But some rare locks still forms at the edge of your forehead.

God, there were so many people that I've savored, exquisite and fine, but none matches the aura of you.

You are innocent, naïve, beautiful. Just the way I like. People like you need to be locked in a secret cage, so that the world couldn't pry their eyes on your pureness.

I missed you, Sweetheart. So much.

Did you miss me?

You were so different from everyone. The only one who could understand me.

When the world accused me as a Monster, you were the only one who gave me an assuring smile, made me feel like I'm not what they think of me. And I'm not, Manik. I'm not.

You weren't afraid to come close to me, be with me, or act like a human to me. You were brave, Manik. You were kind, and ambitious, and fragile. You were sweetness in the oceans of people filled with salt. And if I couldn't keep it, someone else will destroy it.

I thought I won you over, then. But I was wrong.

You couldn't give me the love back the way I did.

I forgive you.

Because you can give it to me now.

Just only there is a tiny, little problem for that.

That girl, the one who keeps holding your hand loosely.

It bothers me.

She touches you in a different way. Her touch smoothens your mind, annihilates your soul; I can see that in your gestures. The way you kept putting on that soft smile whenever she comes in contact with you.