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IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 91
Revanth suddenly remembered something and jumped down, snatching his bag. Heera looked at him, bewildered. "What's wrong with you?""Ahh! My leg!" he exclaimed, acting as if he was in pain."Are you okay?" she asked, concerned."Yes! I mean, no!" he replied, wincing.She helped him sit down, checking his foot to see if it was hurt. She applied some balm, her touch gentle and caring.Revanth suppressed a laugh, recalling the gift he had brought for her. His antics were part of his plan."Are you okay now?" she asked, looking up at him with worry.He nodded, trying to maintain his act. "Yes, thanks to you.""Be careful next time," she said, her tone softening.Heera went back to her seat, and Revanth rummaged through his bag. He pulled out a small, neatly wrapped package. Approaching her, he extended the gift towards her."What’s this?" she asked, surprised."A peace offering," he said with a genuine smile. "I brought it for you."She took the gift, unwrapping it carefully. Inside was
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 92
Night fell upon the neighborhood, casting a serene darkness over the landscape. Revanth found himself standing on the terrace, lost in thoughts of Heera. To his surprise, he noticed her silhouette in the distance, hugging her knees and weeping quietly.His heart ached at the sight of her tears. "What happened to her?" he wondered, his gaze fixed on her form. "My love for you spans over the lines of my past, present, and future. You are what I love remembering, what I love experiencing, and what I love looking forward to."Without a second thought, he jumped onto her terrace and approached her slowly. "Heera," he called softly.Startled, she wiped her tears and stood up, facing him. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion.Ignoring her question, he gently urged, "Leave it. Tell me, why are you crying?""I don't want to talk to you," she replied, turning away."Heera, I'm talking to you," he insisted, reaching out to touch her arm.She pulled away, her eye
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 93
As the days stretched into weeks and the weeks into months, Revanth found himself consumed by a suffocating darkness. The relentless search for Heera had taken its toll on him, both physically and emotionally. With each passing day that brought no news of her whereabouts, a sense of despair settled over him like a heavy blanket, weighing down his spirit.He struggled to maintain a façade of strength, but inside, he was crumbling. The constant uncertainty, the unanswered questions, and the gnawing guilt of not being able to protect Heera ate away at him from the inside out.Sleep became a stranger to him, replaced by restless nights haunted by visions of Heera's face, her voice echoing in his ears like a haunting melody. The once vibrant colors of the world around him faded into shades of gray, mirroring the emptiness he felt inside.Revanth withdrew into himself, shutting out the world around him as he descended further into the depths of his despair. His once lively demeanor turned s
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 94
Revanth sat in the waiting room of the psychologist's office, his nerves frayed and his mind swirling with a whirlwind of emotions. He had reluctantly agreed to seek counseling at his mother's urging, hoping that it might provide some semblance of relief from the weight of his grief.As he waited, he couldn't shake off the sense of unease that gnawed at him. Opening up about his feelings to a stranger felt daunting, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to confront the depths of his pain.But then, he remembered his mother's words. She had mentioned a psychologist named Dr. Saarayu, someone she knew well and trusted implicitly. The thought of speaking to someone who had a connection to his family put him slightly more at ease.When the door to the psychologist's office finally opened, Revanth took a deep breath and stepped inside. Dr. Saarayu greeted him with a warm smile, her eyes kind and compassionate."Hello, Revanth," she said gently. "I'm Dr. Saarayu. Your mother spoke highly of yo
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 95
Amidst the routine of lectures and formulas, Manik stood out not for his academic achievements but for his fearless demeanor. His reputation as a newcomer spread like wildfire after a confrontation with a senior who dared to tease him.As he entered the classroom, a hush fell over the students, all eyes trained on him as the professor began the lesson. But Manik's mind wandered, boredom settling in as he tuned out the professor's words."Manik, get out," the professor's voice cut through the silence.Manik's response was unexpected, a smirk playing on his lips. "Thank you very much," he quipped, already making his way to the door.The professor, taken aback by his nonchalant attitude, demanded an explanation. "You can't just leave without a word!"Manik shrugged, his confidence unwavering. "I don't know any other meaning of 'get out' besides leaving, sir. But don't worry, I respect you too much to defy your words."The professor, momentarily stunned, relented. "Fine, sit down."But Ma
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 96
Raj went for his morning walk, the crisp air doing little to ease the heavy thoughts weighing on his mind. His son’s future and the widening gap between their perspectives loomed large in his thoughts. He sighed deeply and sat on the stairs of a nearby park, where fallen leaves created a makeshift carpet on the steps.As he sat there, lost in his worries, someone approached quietly and playfully covered his eyes. "Please, Nandu, I'm not in the mood for games," Raj said, recognizing the familiar touch.Nandini, a bright and spirited young woman who had recently moved to Mumbai, released her hands and sat beside him. She had been a student of Saroja Murthy, Raj’s mentor, and now, she was preparing to join college, having deferred her admission to care for her ailing grandmother. Staying at a hostel, Nandini often sought Raj’s advice, as he was both a beloved uncle and a cherished friend to her."What’s wrong, Uncle Raj? You seem troubled," Nandini asked, her voice filled with concern.R
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 97
As Manik stirred awake, he glanced at the clock and realized it was already 8:30. "Dad, coffee?" he called out, but there was no response.Searching around the house, he spotted breakfast already laid out on the table. Confusion knitted his brow as he wondered why his dad hadn't answered.Just then, Raj emerged from his room, adjusting his watch in a hurry."Dad!" Manik called out, hoping to catch his attention."Bye, I have to go. I don't have time," Raj replied briskly, his mind already preoccupied with the day ahead.Manik felt a pang of disappointment. "I can drop you," he offered, hoping for a moment of connection.But Raj declined with a polite refusal. "No thanks."Manik couldn't help but feel a sense of longing as he watched his father hurry off. "Dad!" he called out once more, his voice tinged with sadness.Raj heard him but continued on his way, the sound of his car horn signaling his departure.Manik followed Raj to the door, his heart heavy with unspoken words and unresolv
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 98
Nandini arrived at Manik's home with a smile, ready for an afternoon of fun and laughter. As she stepped through the door, she was greeted by the sight of Manik frantically rummaging through the kitchen cabinets, his brow furrowed in concentration."What are you looking for?" Nandini asked, her tone laced with amusement."Salt!" Manik replied, his voice tinged with frustration. "I swear it was right here yesterday."Nandini couldn't help but chuckle at his predicament. "Let me help you," she offered, joining him in the search.Together, they combed through the cabinets, laughing and joking as they unearthed various ingredients and utensils. Despite the chaos, there was a sense of camaraderie between them, a shared bond that made even the mundane task of cooking feel like an adventure.Finally, after much searching, Nandini triumphantly held up a small container of salt, earning a cheer of victory from Manik."See, I told you it was here!" she teased, nudging him playfully.Manik rolle