Every Yuvraj has his story. Behind every attack, verbal or physical. Behind the Good Looks and the Fame: Behind the Crown- there is a tale. Uday has grown up and become ruthless, relentless- and cold. His shades of grey are cementing into black coal- Until Manyata comes into his life. Uday has a story: a Past, Present & Future. Uday belongs with Manayta...and this is his tale- through his eyes, heart and soul.
***Please note that this story Picks UP after the cockroach incident in the Devgard Palace- that is the ONLY similarity it holds with the actual SHOW, after that moment, MANVEER, and UV differ from that in the Show- not completely but there are subtle changes, as well as additional Charecters***
Lying down on the bed, I recall our meetings- the beach, the nightclub and every other encounter since then; the banter back and forth, and I wince a little at her obvious distain for me. I know I tend to be obnoxious, but I don't want her to think I enjoy her misery- because I don't. She's had it rough the last few days: but she'll be fine- royal not only by blood, but by persona, she has will, charisma and character. I'm surprised she's still here. Sure she's turned the palace into a circus, but Manyata never ceases to amaze me.
Her smile is delightful; it hasn't been spoiled by plots, schemes, agenda's and ulterior motives like Jai and myself. She's so full of life, simplicity and passion. I don't know why I keep coming around her, I know she does not want to be my friend, and she won't be swayed so easily. Yet, I can't seem to help myself. She was the one person I once knew better than myself, and now I know neither too well.
This is the same girl I brought chocolates for as a kid every time I visited, the only person I would shed tears for if she was pain. I can still remember the hurt, confusion and fear when it dawned on me that Manyata was missing. Asking Komal Aunty endless questions as to where she was:
"Why won't she come and play Auntyji?" "Is she mad about the hurt I gave her still? I'm sorry! I didn't want to hurt Manyata!" "Auntyji! Why are you crying is Manyata ok? Where is my Manyata!?"
I had almost forgotten that instance in my life where I felt such a paramount level of grief, but could not understand why. Confusion, anger, surprise, and to a certain degree, guilt all rolled up together because of her loss. She was the only person that made me feel so much at once- and I had stopped feeling so much since her loss, and now that she's back I can't understand what I'm feeling.
The rain suddenly starts pouring more vigorously, causing me to remember another night like this: that night was 16 years ago, when I tried to find Manyata. At that moment I had not been looking for a Princesses, or my Betrothed. I had just wanted to find my best friend.
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-Reeha
Edited by reeha...k - 12 years agoThank you Vishwa!