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Heyyo guys 🙂 Seems like I really can’t keep myself away from writing as well as thinking about Mahi! His character is becoming more and more lovable and well-formed with each episode. Not just that, but I also think his character is actually developing with time at a nice pace. I just loved it when he stood up to his Mom for Shivaay but did not disrespect her besides putting down his foot firmly. I believe his huge capacity to love others will do some good to the Oberois, especially Pinky and Jahnvi, as Kamini seems too stupid to realize that yet.
But this ff is not for me to check off all the good things about Mahi, although I have a feeling I’ll have to keep reminding me that more often than not! 🙂
So, this ff is to explore one of the multitudes of paths this story could take from here. I already broke down two of the most probable outcomes in the recap pages for Ranilya, so I’m gonna safely say that there may be some unexpected and unbelievable twists up ahead; or not. Please let me know honest reviews after reading this prologue, though I don’t think there’s much info in it. 🙂
FIND ME: PROLOGUE
I looked out at the glittering lights in the dark night and turned my mouth organ in my hands. “This wasn’t what I had signed up for! Why doesn’t she understand?” I said to myself. Agitated with my own unusual thoughts, I walked around the edge of the cliff. This was my favorite spot in the world. It was one of the few isolated places in the crowded city that is Mumbai; rejected by the world, just like me. Somehow, it calmed me to know that I wasn’t the only unwanted one and that I could see everyone from up here, even if they all looked like little dots bustling around on the planet’s surface; but no one could see me.
But today this place seemed to have lost its magic on me as my inner turmoil was nothing close to being resolved. If anything, it seemed as if my thoughts were the ones working up the storm rising within me. Just two months ago, I was a different man, someone who would give his life or take another one for the few people he loved. But now I was worrying for the enemy who wanted to capture me, while not giving a thought about my own Mother’s rage! Shivaay, in his palace and surrounded by his family, with every weapon against my life at his disposition was the strongest opponent I could be up against, but the fact was that I had put him back there myself. Mother won’t be happy with my actions, and Ranveer would be on her side too.
No good can come out of this anyways! So why was I doing this? I could finally rest if someone served me the answer on a silver platter, like the ones in that palace, but I don’t think that is going to happen.
I dialed ‘her’ number again, but the same old irritating record of ‘this number is not available’ replied. With a sigh, I sat down on the big rock again, playing the comforting tune and watching the innocent lives I had wanted to change, if only briefly. A dream that suddenly seemed far, far away from my reach… I still think I can do it with some extra effort and a lot of time and money on my hands, but that doesn’t sit so well with my impatient nature and powerless state. Now I think it must be because all of my patience was used up in waiting for my perpetually angry Mother to return what I should rightfully own.
Regardless, I was on my own now, with no shelter whatsoever from the misunderstandings that I knew won’t be cleared in a while. The thought made me feel tired suddenly and I had to remind myself over and over again of what ‘she’ had said to me, “Mahi, a roof is more important than food for people like you and me. Even the people you love won’t love you back unless you have a home to store that love in.” And that’s how I found myself dragging my feet back to the two roomed house in Good Luck Chawl, the place where all my shortcomings come alive to stare me in the face. Also, that’s when I realized that even if it wasn’t meant for me, I wouldn’t really mind being Shivaay if only for the love that was showered on him.
What remained to be seen was to what extent I would go to have that forbidden fruit for myself…
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