It's been a month.. Nandini left the town ..and there went not even a single moment when Manik didn't missed her..he always miss her..but whenever he ask her to come back..she make some kind of excuse..which irks him a lot ..but still he knows that her family needs her too ..its just it was getting hard to live without her for him as soon as she entered In his world..he started smiling ..he actually started living and today he is alive because of her only..

"Nandini!" ..she chanted her name like a devotee chants his god's name..

He was standing in his room with the paint brush in his hand..from last 3 hours he was trying to make a painting but unfortunately nothing is happening..

"Without you I can't even paint..kaha ho tum yaar?".. He said while looking at other paintings placed in his room ..

Then he picked up his phone which was lying lonely on his bed..just to dial his best friend's number..because he was very well aware from the fact that only she can provide him that one reason to paint..as she is his inspiration..without her ..he can't even paint..

" Nandini! " ..he said as soon as he answered his call..

"Hi Manik! Kya hua?".. She asked as she sensed his restlessness ..so what she can't see him..but the biggest fact is ..she can feel him..

" am trying to make a painting..but tum janti ho na....."..he was unable to complete..

"Ki mere bina tum paint nahi kar pate" .. She completed his left over words and this made him smile to full..

"Tum kitne ache se janti ho mujhe".. He said in his joyous voice with a big broad smile..

" Han..woh toh hai..".. She answered and he smiled..

"Okay..so help me na..".. He asked and she complied..

She started narrating a scene to him..and he was obeying all her instructions like a good student..

" done.. " ..he exclaimed but when he saw the pic..he was actually surprised..

"Nandini..yeh kesi scene hai?".. He asked looking at the painting he made.. She smiled on his question...

" Jo dil mei tha woh jubaan pe aa gaya..",..she answered politely but he was still looking at the painting with a surprise face..

"Manik..ab mujhe Jana hai..I will talk later..".. With that she hung up the call..while Manik tried to say something but it was too late..she had disconnected the call..

" yeh picture..".. He again looked at the pic very keenly...

"Ohoo! Manik..stop thinking over..",.. He chucked all his rational thoughts and after placing the brush on the table..he moved out of the room..

The camera now focused on the painting Manik made.. The painting was of a girl ..lying amidst of loads of machine..her face was pale..and she was sleeping on the hospital bed..

(something like this)

It's evening now!

Manik was walking alone on the stranded road..he was missing her..only he knows what she means in his life..when she is around ..he need nothing else..he want nothing else..and today when she isn't around him..he was restless.. He was feeling like he has nothing with him.. He might be the richest man of this country but in his eyes he is the poorest..

It's true that hunger of love is much more painful than hunger of food ..and Manik knows the real worth of love ..in form of Nandini ..he finds the epitome of love.. And when she isn't around him..he was feeling more hungry then ever..

Love is like..rain out of season..sometimes you want it to never drench you..and sometimes you just chase it..like a wanderer seek for water to quench his thirst.. Its all game ..a game played by almighty .. Its a saying distance makes heart grow fonder ..and something like that only happening to Manik right now..

In this one year..he never understood his own emotions.. But actually he named it as friendship ..unaware of the fact that it's love ..true and pure..sacred more than holy water..

Amidst of all his thoughts..he reached to Nandini's house..where she used to live from last 1 year..he smiled looking at the gate ..

He walked straight to the house..and knocked on the door..an old lady in her seventies ..opened the gate and as soon as she saw Manik standing there with a smile..she welcomed him inside with a big broad smile on her face..

"Manik..come inside son..".. She welcomed him..and he walked inside ..

" actually I was just passing by..so thought to meet you Mrs. Searle.. " ..he replied with a smile on his face and sugary tone ..

She smiled at his answer and ruffled his hairs..

"Manik..my son! You don't need to make excuse to visit here..I know you must be missing Nandini..that's why ..tum yaha aaye ho..".. She answered like a mom knows everything about his son..and he wasn't stunned with her answer as since childhood.. Mrs. Searle was always there for Manik like a mother..and she is very well aware from his every move..

When he is saying truth..when he is saying lie..when he is passing lame excuses and when he is genuinely mean it.. She knows every thing about him..she knows him in and out ..since childhood he was alone..but in the presence of Mrs. Searle ..he feels safest than ever..and after Nandini's arrival ..he felt that he is alive.. But still he didn't recognized his own emotions..

" can I go to her room?".. He asked in his soft voice and she with a smile granted him permission..

Nandini's Room :

He entered in her room..and he can feel her presence there..the whole room was filled with their pictures..and the smile was never leaving his lips..

He walked inside and saw a frame on the side table ..it was a pic of MaNan ..he smiled looking at that..then he saw she was sitting on the bed with a smile..he was about to touch her but she vanished..

He ruffled his hairs..and pressed his both lips to hide his shy smile..there wasn't two ways ..Manik was missing her a lot..that want to see her once was increasing in his heart by each passing second..

Then he walked towards her study table..and he saw a diary placed on that table..he recalled how much she loves writing..she always write her secrets in them..but why didn't she took that diary with herself?.. Suddenly this question came in his mind..

But chucking all his thoughts ..he picked up the diary in his hand..and as soon as he opened the first page..he Was shocked..

"I knew it Manik ..tum yaha jarur aaoge..and this diary is for you only ."... He read the first line and was startled..

If Nandini wrote this diary for me..toh usne mujhe Di kyu nahi?..

He opened some more pages and on every page there was a pic of MaNan with the description of that specific moment.. He was smiling reading everything..

He sat down on the chair..and soon he reached at the last page of that diary..

" I know you're smiling like an idiot..so stop smiling and listen to me carefully.." ..this line irked him as well as made him serious ..he started Reading it more carefully ..

"One year back..I met you..and that was the perfect day for me..it was like my life took a sharp turn from there only.. Manik..today I want to tell you the biggest secret of my life.. " .. He read and now he was more serious..

What type of secret she is talking about? ..is she is fine?..

He continued reading ..keeping all negative thoughts aside..his face was very serious now..

"Manik..I know I should have told you this face to face and trust me I even tried ..but kabhi himmat he nahi Hui.. But aaj himmat karke am telling you....." ...by her every sentence..the pace of his heart beat was increasing and he was feeling restless..

"I don't know when..and where ..how and why? .. I started falling for you.." ..he was stunned to read this one specific line from her..

April fool Manik! She is making fun out of you ..his mind screamed but somewhere his heart was doing salsa ..

He continued reading ..as her words were giving him unknown pleasure..which was creating a never ending smile on his face...

"Han Manik! ..you heard me right.. And am not making April fool..".. Her statement made him smile to fullest..

Dekha! Meri Nandini..is not making me April fool..

What? ..meri Nandini?.. Manik what's wrong with you?..

He continue reading..

" sach kahu toh mai chahti thi yeh tum mujhse pehle kaho..you know na as every girl even I have dreams..but then I thought I shouldn't think all this ..so decided to tell you.. Manik your way of taking care..tumhara apna pan..your every single word ..makes me fall for you ..and your smile is like icing on the cake.. So my dear best friend.. Your best friend loves you a lot..
I love you Manik"

And her last 3 magical words made him float in the air..he felt like his feet isn't on the ground..her words created magic ..and he was feeling the most blessed person on this earth..but but but..he was still unaware from his own emotions..

"Nandini! ..am coming Delhi .."..he said with a big smile on his face..then he ran downstairs ..with the diary in his hand.. Mrs. Searle tried to stop him..but he was lost in his own tune..toady he isn't going to listen anyone..after all today he found the most beautiful truth of his life...

Thank you people for your valuable comments..hope you all are liking the story..and i kept the confession very simple..hope it was up to the mark..will wait for your valuable comments..and again i wanna thank juveria for sharing her thought with me..it was a pleasure to work on this concept..seriously..its such a beautiful concept..

Wait for the next part!!!

loads of love and care Kajal :) ..spread love..spread happiness..