MA language Translator of NAN=MANAN (Completed)

SCARY Confession!

NANDINI POV!

I am pacing to and fro in the living room. How dare he compare me to dustbin .If manik wouldn't stop I would have dig his grave right there. Suddenly I heard giggles from study room. I turned my heels towards study room to see sheshi laughing on study chair and manik rolling on floor catching his stomach.

What's so funny?

"Haha Manny that was damn fun. Dhruv looked like a clown. Thank god Nancy doesn't know Gujarati otherwise you would be in place of Dhruv."

WHAT DOES SHE MEAN BY THAT?

ISN'T THAT CONFESSION?

"True that munchkin. If she got to know that it is not confession, she would kick me out but not before selling my hair to wig makers" he had horrified look on his face.

I HAD ENOUGH

"Then what is it Manik?" venom dripping out of my each word.

"What do mean Nandini?" he looked startled. Sheshi hid behind manik.

"Spills the beans Mr. Manik Malhotra" I roared.

"Munchkin i-" I cut him

"Don't you dare munchkin me. I heard your giggles just spill the beans" I said in stern base, leaving him with no option.

"Nandiniitisnotconfessioninsteaditishumiliation (Nandini it is not confession instead it is humiliation) it took few seconds for me to register his sentence. My fists balled up.

He lied to me.

I bloody trusted him.

How can he?

"Why manik?" I was hurt. He lied to me.

"Nandini woh." he was stammering

"I asked WHY?" I roared. He was finding excuses. I lost my temper.

Before he could explain anything I knocked him by my punch.

He got a black eye, but who cares.

Tears trickled down my cheeks. 

Reason? Unknown.

Beating him black and blue I snatched my cars keys and drove off.

How can he not see my love for Dhruv?

He thought all this is fun.

I need to talk to someone.

HARSHAD.

Yes! He will understand me.

I picked up my phone and dialed his number. He picked up for the fourth ring.

"Hey Nandu" I heard his excited reply.

"Meet me at our secret spot in 20" I hung the phone without giving him chance to reply. Harshad played a brother role in my life. I met him in our MBA classes. He always wanted a sister, so made his. He understands me like no-one does. I don't need to think twice or hesitate to tell him anything. Trust me when I say anything I mean ANYTHING. He is in relationship with Mukti who is exceptionally beautiful and feisty. I still wonder how she fell for this duffer who took 4 years to propose her, and that too MUKTI I LOVE YOU AS A FRIEND. Thank highness that Mukti understood what he wanted to convey or else I guess even today he will sulking like a kid. Thinking all these I reached to our adda. "NANSHAD SPOT" where we meet when we want to discuss important things of our life.