FOURTEEN
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@TWINKLEAGARWAL
Nandini's POV.
It was around 3 at night. There were four of us. We were sitting in Marine Drive, Mumbai. The plan was to watch the sun rise.
It was Christmas. There were groups of people, mostly drunk.
He was hitting on me, the other two of his friends pretended to walk away giving us time to speak.
We were watching the waves, it was a cold night. I was wearing his jacket because I was really cold.
We talked about pretty much everything. He told me a lot of things, his previous relationship, family, work, everything. I told about myself, some of the darkest secrets of my life.
He came close to me and held my hands tightly. He leaned over and kissed my forehead.
Him: You are the bravest person I've seen, will you be mine?
Unable to speak, I just smiled, and said “you are an i***t”
Him: Should I take that as a yes?
I was looking at him and smiling “Yes”
He looked around searching for something, then he saw a lady selling roses.
He called her and asked her to just give him one rose.
She said that it will cost him 30/-
He had some 5–6 debit/credit cards and a 2k note. That's it.
He called his friends who were standing some 100 meters away.
Him: Cabir!
Cabir : Bol beta Papa ko Kyu yaad kiya (yes, tell me why are you calling your father)
Him: Abe, 30/- Hai Tere pas? (Do you have 30/-)
Cabir : Yes, I do. *smirking*
She gave him a rose and then in front of his friends he gave it to me.
And told them out loud, “She is all mine.”
This is by far the most romantic thing someone as ever done to me.
I love my Manik so damn much. He is all *turning to her boyfriend* Matlab! Wow! Always into girls..don't look at her!! I hate my Manik so much!
- Writer
