HER LOVE STORY!!!

HOW DO I HIDE MY TEARS???

I am nandini murthy,a Tamil brahmin born and brought up in Mumbai,I belong to a conservative family,I have always believed in simple living and so have been the principles of my family.Being a Mumbaiker haven't really helped influence me in opening up and if anything it has made me more vulnerable,I have always been an introvert who loved being in her own space even a little extrovert activity scared me to depths ,the reason for this could be the over protective environment I have been brought up in,because right from my education to choice of eating and dressing were decided by my parents.

But as they say that amidst lot of restriction  we succeed in finding a new you,a you which is not afraid of risks and I myself faced the biggest challenge when I fell head over heels for my college heart rob, MANIK MALHOTRA he was the youth icon,the college hero the man whom every girl dreamed of and in the crowd of his fangirls joined a new entry .When I saw him perform at the college annual function,his voice was capable of stimulating varied physiological changes in me,my heartbeat suddenly decided to participate in formula racing and crossed all levels of tachycardia,though I had waxed the hair of my forearm they still decided to make their presence felt by standing in attention,not to forget my lungs & nostrils were rendered useless as I was not able to breathe a lungful of air,my eyes forgot blinking as I didn't wanna miss any expression of his,be it his blinking, or the naughty way he bit his lower lip,and then his SMILE ,ooh god  what can I say about his smile it was as if I saw the most priced  creation of god when I saw him smile,I could sacrifice my all just to make sure that his smile never left his face.

A girl falling in love with him was no news  coz every other girl was in love with him but me ,no I was different because I worshipped him,he was my everything,I used to watch him all day long from a distance,keep a close watch on his living,silently pray for his wellbeing,secretly adore all of him,which made me his stalker,yes I had become his stalker in the language of his friends,the girls of his group considered me a harmless psycho who was obsessed with him where as the boys liked me and teased me when he was around,they made me the butt of all jokes in their group,but I didn't care.Even a slight glance from him after day full of gazing at him made my day. I used to be the happiest.

Only one person knew that what I felt for him was not just some crush infatuation or physical attraction but was the deepest and purest form of love,and that was NAVYA. She knew how much or what manik means to me,I could give everything to become his even if that was for a day,though I loved manik to the moon and back,I never ever prayed to Aiyappa to make him mine, coz I knew he was extra ordinary and I was less than ordinary, I knew aiyappa loved me too much that if I pray to have him,it would be granted but also I didn't want manik to lose chance of having some one special in his life.

Years passed,but my love for him never changed if anything it became more stronger,no boy fancied me,my dad started looking for a groom for me,but my heart was too stubborn to give away the hope and I kept denying all the prospective grooms,getting fed up,I applied for post graduation as it would give me more time from the marriage problem.

I studied at an institute outside Mumbai,so I visited home seldom but I never stopped stalking manik,I used to spend hours browsing through his social network sites,I learnt that he had finally made it huge in the music world, but he had started solo though FAB 5 remained friends.I was so happy for him I felt the kind of enthusiasm and nervousness at his music launch as if I was appearing for some exams.

All was good until one day ,i had  come home for the weekend.As I sat with my parents when the doorbell rang and suggested arrival of some guest.I opened the door to nyonica Malhotra, manik's mom.Nyonica aunty and my dad were college friends which made us family friends as well,as the parents got talking, I excused myself to make tea.

I always tried to impress her,as I believed her to be my mother in law and I knew how close manik is to his mom,I tried over hearing their conversation and made out their were discussing marriage.My heart beat increased,could it be that she was here to talk about my marriage to manik,I could not stop getting teary as finally aiyapa had granted me my unsaid wish.As I went to serve the tea,my mom teased me.

Oooh our nandu is studious but can create a mess in kitchen,I am worried how will her life be after marriage.

Nyonica aunty pulled me and said stroking my head.

Oooh come on Laxmi,she is going to be great,I have always liked your daughter,i am sure she will be a wonderful wife and daughter in law,stop teasing her.

I blushed like an idiot,I could not believe this was happening,I was getting married to my dream boy.So it was true what navya said manik did love me after all,I was so happy but then a shiny envelope caught my attention and I read the cover.

Invitation to engagement of Manik Malhotra with Soha Khurana.

My world shattered in front of me,by just seeing his name with someone else,I got aware of my eyes filling with water which threatened to fall out any second now,as I stared at our parents I realised that they were planning about how to make this event memorable for the couple and all I could think was

HOW WILL I HIDE MY TEARS???