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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
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 99
The next morning, Manik and Nandini met at the gate of their college, their spirits high and their friendship stronger than ever. The campus buzzed with the usual energy of students rushing to classes, friends chatting animatedly, and the occasional laughter echoing through the hallways."Ready for another day of adventure?" Manik asked, a playful glint in his eyes as he nudged Nandini."Absolutely," Nandini replied with a grin. "Let's make the most of it."They headed to their first class, a lecture on modern literature. The professor, a passionate advocate for the subject, was already deep into an explanation about the significance of symbolism in 20th-century poetry when they slipped into their seats.Despite their initial lack of enthusiasm for academics, both Manik and Nandini found themselves drawn into the discussion. They exchanged notes, whispered insights, and even debated the meanings behind some of the poems, much to the professor's delight.During a break between classes,
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 100
### Chapter: Exam Preparation and TriumphThe week of the exams arrived, bringing with it a mix of nervous anticipation and excitement. Manik and Nandini, having forged a strong bond over the past months, decided to tackle their studies together, determined to support each other through the challenges ahead.Every evening, they met at the library, their favorite spot being a cozy nook by the window that overlooked the lush campus gardens. Surrounded by towering stacks of books and the soft hum of studious activity, they delved into their textbooks, notes, and practice papers.Manik, usually brimming with confidence, found himself occasionally overwhelmed by the sheer volume of material. Nandini, ever the patient friend, would gently coax him through difficult concepts, her calm demeanor helping to ease his anxiety."Remember, it's just like we practiced," she would say, pointing to a particularly tricky formula. "Break it down into smaller steps, and it'll make sense."Manik nodded, g