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IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 52
Prakash's face contorted in confusion as Vidhur approached their table, a practiced smile plastered on his face. Haneesha, seizing the moment, launched into her act."Hi there!" she chirped, her voice dripping with forced cheer. "Yes, I'd like a strong coffee, please. And can you also spare some change? Like, fifty rupees perhaps?"Vidhur, initially taken aback by her sudden request, quickly caught on to her silent plea. A playful grin tugged at his lips as he played along."Of course," he replied smoothly, his voice directed towards a seemingly oblivious Prakash. "One strong coffee coming right up. And for the change, would you like it in fives or tens?"Haneesha, suppressing a smile, reached across the table and theatrically patted Prakash's hand. "Oh, don't worry about me, kind sir," she said, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. "This gentleman right here will handle the change. Won't you, Prakash?"Prakash, finally catching on to the charade, spluttered in indignation. "Hanees
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 53
Haneesha, a triumphant smirk playing on her lips, grabbed her brother's hand and marched out of the bakery. Vineel, ever the loyal sibling, trailed behind, his gaze flickering between his sister and the slightly bewildered Vidhur behind the counter."Hey!" Vidhur called out, his voice laced with amusement. "Since I'm apparently your knight in shining armor now, shouldn't you at least offer me a reward?"Haneesha stopped abruptly, turning towards him with a playful glint in her eyes. "Hmm," she pondered, feigning seriousness. "What kind of reward did you have in mind, Sir Vidhur?"Vidhur, catching on to her game, grinned. "Well, how about some moral support at my upcoming match? In two months, I'm playing in the Under-19s. Think you can spare some time to cheer me on?"Haneesha's smile faltered slightly. Exams, that unwelcome visitor, loomed large in her mind. "Actually," she began hesitantly, "we have our exams starting next week. It's going to be a battleground.""Exams, huh?" Vidhur
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 54
Haneesha locked eyes with Vidhur for a moment, a flicker of amusement dancing in her eyes. His playful insistence on treating her was endearing, and she couldn't resist his offer."Alright, alright," she conceded with a smile. "Lead the way, Mr. Bakery and Cafe Extraordinaire. Just remember, not a single rupee from my pocket."Vidhur chuckled, a familiar glint of mischief in his eyes. "Wouldn't dream of it," he replied, gesturing towards the bakery entrance.The early morning calm enveloped them as they entered the bakery. There were no bustling crowds or hurried orders, just the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread and brewing coffee. Haneesha settled into her usual spot by the window, a place bathed in the warm glow of the morning sun. Vidhur, ever the attentive gentleman, retrieved a newspaper from the rack and placed it beside her plate before disappearing behind the counter.Haneesha unfolded the newspaper, her eyes scanning the headlines. But as she delved deeper, a frown cre
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 55
"Okay, forget Kanchan for a second," Vidhur conceded, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Let's talk about the IAS officer you read about in the news, the one who got arrested."Haneesha nodded, her frown returning. "Yeah, it just doesn't make sense," she said. "She was the topper, the brightest of the bunch, aced the exam in one shot. They called her 'Lady Hero' - a symbol of honesty and service. No one stumbles into that kind of career by accident. Imagine the years of dedication it took, the sheer force of intelligence. She became an IAS officer at a young age, her father a DGP himself!"Vidhur listened intently, his respect for Haneesha's passion growing. "And then," she continued, her voice filled with frustration, "she falls in love with this lower-caste guy, an SP. Marries him against her family's wishes, a true act of courage. Even after twenty years, her father, still bitter, plots revenge. Politics get dirty, and suddenly, the Lady Hero becomes the victim. Locked away, dep
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 56
Hi Vidhur,I hope you're doing well – of course, you are, you always do well. Today, I don't know quite what to write... hmm, anyway, all the very best for both of you.Do you know, Vidhur, what your parents might be thinking about you? About your success, your determination to achieve your goals? They wish you the strength to face challenges with confidence, along with the wisdom to choose your battles carefully. They wish you adventure on your journey, and that you may always stop to help someone along the way. Listen to your heart and take things carefully.Vidhur, remember, you are loved. They are truly proud of you. When your parents closed their eyes for just a moment, suddenly a man stood where their boy used to be. They may not be able to carry you in their arms now, but they will carry you in their hearts. The day you stand in front of them as a great cricketer – that will be the proudest moment for them, the proudest moment for them to tell others that you are their son.
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 57
The train rumbled to life, its metallic groan a counterpoint to the escalating chaos within. Vidhur, a mischievous glint in his eye, winked at Vineel, silently inviting him into their usual brand of trouble. Vineel, ever the impulsive one, grabbed his sister Haneesha's arm and yanked her towards the open train door.Haneesha, whiplashed by the sudden movement, shrieked, "Have you lost your mind, Vineel? You stupid, idiotic, brainless creature!"Vineel, unfazed, simply grinned and mouthed, "Copy and paste to Vidhur," earning a playful shove from his sister.Vidhur, feigning innocence, protested, "Hey, I didn't do anything!"Haneesha, exasperated, barked, "Just shut up both of you!" before reaching for the emergency chain, threatening to bring the entire train to a screeching halt.Vidhur, sensing a potential disaster, interjected, "Hold on a minute, Haneesha. I actually talked to your parents. They're coming with us to see my match! I personally requested them. Unlike you, your dad's f
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 58
The night crept in, cloaking the world in darkness. Haneesha's eyes snapped open, her body slick with sweat from a dream so vivid it felt real. A gasp escaped her lips as she reached for a glass of water, gulping it down in a single, desperate attempt to quench the thirst that mirrored the emotional dryness of her dream.Unable to shake off the lingering effects, she stumbled towards her parents' room. A soft knock on the door, followed by her mother's gentle voice, "Haneesha, are you okay? What happened, baby?"Haneesha could only manage a choked sob as she buried her face in her mother's embrace. The warmth of her mother's arms offered a fleeting comfort, but the memory of the dream, of a love both forbidden and exhilarating, clung to her like a shroud.Her mother, sensing the turmoil within, soothed, "Did you see a bad dream?"Haneesha could only nod, the unspoken truth a heavy weight in her heart.Haneesha's mother squeezed her hand comfortingly. "Don't cry, sweetheart. Tell me wh
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 59
Vidhur, caught off guard by his mother's sudden outburst, instinctively wrapped his arms around her. To his surprise, she didn't push him away. For a fleeting moment, a dam seemed to break within her, and she clung to him tightly, her body trembling."I'm sorry," whispered a gruff voice from behind him. Vidhur turned to see his father standing there, his usual stern demeanor softened by a flicker of regret in his eyes.Before Vidhur could react, his father broke the hug, a hint of his old self returning. "Oh, really? You're saying sorry now? Blady sorry! My foot! Why'd you even come here? Get out! I said, get lost!"He turned to Chitra, his voice regaining its booming authority. "Tell that brainless idiot to get out!"With a theatrical sigh, he stomped off towards his bedroom, slamming the door with a force that rattled the windows.Chitra, wiping away a stray tear, turned to Vidhur. She raised her hand, her fingers curling into a fist. Vidhur flinched, bracing himself for the familia