Manan ff – unconditional love – prologue episode 1

Friends, I’m glad you supported this ff by me too. Thank you so much ! I was really excited for writing this one as well but I needed some response to motivate me on publishing it. Here you go, another part.

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Air hostess: sir; please put on your seat belt. We are about to reach our destination.

The person to whom the air hostess had been giving the instructions looks up at her gives a wide smile and puts on his seat belt.

Manik malhotra, son of the prestigious businessman from New York, mr. Rajat malhotra, the heir of malhotra industries which was the 3rd largest establishment in the world. He was travelling to his destination Mumbai, India. Even though he had such a huge empire from his dad, he was willing to do something by himself. He wanted to try his luck. He loved music and that was what he wished to try. He had joined a music college in New York itself but now that he had another mission as well, he decided to shift to SPACE music college in Mumbai where he could fulfill many of his dreams as well as a dream of his father.

But what was that dream of his father that he was to fulfill in Mumbai ? What were the other dreams he had been dreaming that could be fulfilled only in Mumbai and that too in SPACE ?

“Passengers please fasten your seat belts. We are about to land in Mumbai, India.”

After hearing the announcement he again took a look at his seat belt and the file he had been carrying in his hands all the journey. What was that file all about ? What had it got to do with Mumbai ? What was maniks mission ? Would he be able to fulfill it ?

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The next morning, SPACE was to start with the new term, the 3rd semester or call it the 2nd year after the summer break !

It’s 6 a.m and in a beautiful bedroom decorated in black and white interiors with one of the walls full of pictures from school, college, musicana as well as family pictures. Another wall had a big shelf with numerous trophies and a wall clock just beside the shelf. The bed was a plain round bed with a black quilt and a girl was sleeping peacefully in it. Just then her phone lying beside her starts ringing. She does not move at the first call. Whoever it was, calls again. And she gets her head out of the quilt to check her phone but puts it aside on seeing the caller ID ad goes back to sleep. The person on the other side calls again and this time she jerks out of her quilt irritated !

“Ohh lord !! What is it ? Why can’t I complete my beauty sleep ??”

She is having long hair reaching her waist, beautiful big eyes full of hangover, bold red lips and is wearing a simple white tee paired with blue shorts.

The phone is still ringing. She angrily picks it up knowing just who it must be and shouts out “what is it mukti ??”

Mukti: my rockstar nandini even I’m not eager to have your scolding this morning but we have a college to attend. It’s the first day and fab 5 can’t be missing.

Nandini: no man ! I’m not coming ! You guys carry on. My vacation is not yet over !

Mukti: ohh really ?? So all those late night parties, the road trip to goa, the movie hangouts, all of it wasn’t enough ??

Nandini: obviously not ! You counted yourself right ? Now tell me how many beauty sleeps did you count ??

Mukti: nandini, all this while, the whole vacation of 2 months you never mentioned this beauty sleep of yours and today suddenly you’re concerned about the beauty sleep ?? Stop all your drama and get ready. I’ll pick you up in 1 hour.

Nandini: 1 hour ?? Why so early ?? It’s just 6.15 yet ! Give me some more time at least !

Mukti: I knew you would say this. That’s why I said 1 hour at first. Fine ! 1.5 hours. That’s it ! I pick you up at 7.45. We have our performance in the amphitheatre at 8 ! So, don’t be late ! And please don’t forget to get your guitar !

Nandini: yeah fine ! Now would you please disconnect  the call so that I could go and get ready ?

Mukti: fine bye rockstar ! And please take some medicine for your hangover or else you’ll keep complaining the whole day !

Nandini: ohh please I never complain. Bye !

Mukti: bye !