Maaneet OS: His Little Mermaid last part uptd...

Geet looked around to be genuinely surprised by the person's appearance. She knotted her eyebrows confused at the tall slender woman who stood in front of her. The girl smiled at her and Geet missed the significance of the smile. The same girl who had stood beside Maan as his fiancee with a look of arrogance, stood before her alone very humbly.

"Aap?" Geet asked puzzled.

 

"I am really sorry Geet, mujhe maaf kardo," she said with her arms folded.

 

"Arre, aap mujhse kyun maafi maang rahe hain?" Geet asked getting more confused.

 

"Nahi Geet, maine bahut badi galti ki," she said, her eyes downcast.

 

"I'm sorry I didn't get you?" Geet asked in bewilderment.

 

"What you saw yesterday was only the partial truth behind Maan's declaration that I was his fiancee. The truth is that I was his fiancee but not anymore," she paused and a tear slid down her clear etched face. Geet didn't move even a slight moment unable to fathom what was going on. Seeing her stand mum the woman continued, "I have known Maan since my childhood. We grew up as neighbors, went to same school, even the same college. He was my best friend since the time I could remember but I don't know when my friendship for him turned into love. When I asked my dad to go ask him to marry me I had told that he had always seen me as his close friend. I was shattered but my dad persisted he marry me. Then he had asked for some time to decide, as it was a major decision. After that he had moved here to coach you guys but he still kept in touch with me. He always used to talk about you, Geet. The love and respect he carried for you had made me really jealous yet at the same time I felt only you would the only one who could be his equal. But see, the fact that he could not be mine had pricked my heart and it was reflected in the things I did. I had confined myself to the four walls of my room refusing to meet anyone. I used to constantly think about him and cry all day. My dad felt pain each time he saw his cheerful and fun-loving daughter, slowly slipping into depression. One day he came to me and lovingly said that he had to take care of a few things and once they were done I would never be unhappy. He had insisted I accompany him so that I would get a change in atmosphere. I had innocently let him take my decision for I had no strength left in me to do so. To my surprise we had landed in Bangalore; I felt happy hoping to get a chance to meet Maan. I didn't know what transpired between the times from when we landed to the time when he declared that I was his fiancee. I was surprised by his sudden change in decision but nonetheless felt happy. I seriously didn't know that you were Geet when you came down that day. But as soon as you left he completely broke down and excused himself from the party. He remained aloof and when I insisted on what happened, he vowed to stay mute. Unable to see Maan crumbling down I had ran to my dad just a few minutes ago only to get the shock of my life. I heard him talking to somebody on the phone asking him or her to keep an eye on the girl whom Maan was going behind. I stood by the door, straining my ears to listen to the conversation. The rest of the conversation has muffled but he ended with saying that he wouldn't mind even if they kill that girl for his daughter's happiness was above everything. I barged into the room when he had just kept his phone down very angry and hurt at how low my dad could stoop to keep me happy. I threatened to kill myself if he didn't reveal what was going on. At that time he blurted he had actually threatened Maan to marry me else he would harm you. I couldn't believe my ears; the dad whom I had adored all through my childhood for my mom had died when I was young, was ready to kill somebody for me. I was appalled at his cheap resolve and warned him to keep away from you. I did love Maan but his happiness was very important to me. He was my friend even before he became my lover. And as a friend all I wanted was to see him happy. When you came yesterday I saw the same love he had, in your eyes and I knew it would be wrong on my part to take away something that only belonged to you. Maan was never mine, he is yours and shall always remain so," she finished smiling through her tears.

 

Geet's eyes widened her eyes into the shape of a big round circle with every word she uttered. She couldn't believe what she had heard a few minutes ago. The world around her seemed to spin rapidly and she slipped a little before getting a grip of herself. She thought she was dreaming for she felt restrained to even speak a word.

 

"Rachna aur Maan never go together, magar Maan aur Geet is eternal and I shall never come in between them. Ab jaldi jao aur Maan ka sapna pura karo," she said, her eyes glinting naughtily. Geet didn't understand what she meant by Maan ka sapna, as if Rachna read her mind she continued, "becoming Geet ka pati," she finished.

 

Slowly the words sank into Geet causing her to slowly regain the smile she had lost a day ago. Tears of joy rolled down her eyes, she flung her arms and hugged Rachna tightly, trying to absorb her pain. Rachna returned her warm hug back. Both ladies stood still, letting their silence talk. Few moments passed and Geet managed to whisper, "Thank you."

 

Rachna broke away from her hug and held her at her arm's length and looked intently at Geet. Geet sniffed back her tears and wiped the remaining from her face, staining her pink cheeks. Rachna put her hand lovingly on Geet's cheek, "Please don't thank me Geet. This is the least I could do to see Maan happy. Tumhe pata why he always shielded you, always stayed by your side, and forced you back into swimming in spite of your resolve to stay away from it, because just like you even lost his parents in a very similar manner seven years ago. He was competing to be selected for Olympics; everyone was very sure he would easily get in, as his records were perfect. Magar that fatal day he heard of the crash causing him to falter and he lost his chance forever to swim in the Olympics. That day he had resolved to coach and train other swimmers and fulfilled his dreams of achieving big through his students. When he first heard about you, he knew what you were going through and was determined that you didn't have to suffer like he did," she finished solemnly.

 

Geet was again stunned by the new insight into the man's, which seemed cold and merciless, life. She had always seen him as a perfectionist, in fact chided him for being so stern and heartless towards his students but she didn't know all he wanted was to get them to do their best. She mentally slapped herself for wrongly assuming about Maan and his character.

 

"Aur haan Geet, if you don't let me go now, I think I might have second thoughts about letting Maan go," she joked.

 

Geet chuckled; the woman in front of her was a special specimen indeed. She had all her life loved Maan yet when she knew he loved someone else she had selflessly stepped away just to make him happy. She wondered if she would have let go of Maan if presented in a similar situation. She once again engulfed her in a huge bear hug before letting her step away into the darkness.

 

Rachna walked away, got into a car nearby, and sped away. The dust in the playground died down in a few minutes and a faint tall figure emerged from it. She saw the figure walk towards her and soon the dim streetlight lit his handsome features as he strode towards her. Geet smiled at the man she had come to love, in fact he had become her life in a very short period of time. She would make sure she would accompany him in every phase of his life, through thick and thin, through rain or shine. She slowly walked towards him, her face beaming with joy and her eyes sparkling like the clear water sea. She examined him from head to toe but stop right when she saw his chiseled; in fact a perfect Greek God like face but something seemed odd. He clearly carried a lop-sided smile, mocking her and smirking at her. She stopped mid-way to get a closer look; his eyes carried a mischievous glint and he was smirking at her as if teasing her for being so silly. She frowned at his response; she expected him to run to her and apologize for hiding everything from and hauling insults at her since yesterday. Today he had behaved very badly and mocked her ability to swim for which he needed to be on his knees, pleading her to accept his apologies. But here he was, smirking at her and having a haha-I-told-you-so look. He walked right in front of her and was about to hug her when she stopped him at an arm's length, "Stop right there Maan sir," she said sternly.

 

Maan was taken aback by her coldness. He was sure Rachna would have cleared up everything after the fiasco. Mr. Gupta had threatened to take away Geet's life if he saw her anywhere near him. Thus he had deliberately avoided her and announced that Rachna was his fiance so Geet would be too hurt and angry to even come near him. But his resolve had weakened when he heard her painful words while she was with Bhaskar. His impulse to soothe her and assure her she could never replace anyone in his life turned into a passionate hug and kiss. But the immediate thought of her in danger had caused him to step away from her in spite of the pricking uneasiness in his chest. He had kept away from her until he saw that she was sinking in her best event individual medley. He knew the exact reason she was slowing down trying to search for him but was furious at the fact that she had started totally depending on him. He didn't want her more hurt and cause her more pain but his little mermaid was making the situation all the more harder. He wanted to win without getting distracted and the only way she would accede to it was to instigate her ego. When he had called her a ashamed swimmer he knew he had hit the right string. And like he wished she resolved to stay away from him and prove her point. He was proud of her achievements beyond description but didn't want to give his emotions away in front of her for he knew he could never keep his emotions in control and endanger her life. He had silently agreed to marry Rachna without second thought when he knew Geet would be harmed. Of course he loved his little mermaid more than his own life, but when the question of her life arose, he would never take chances, she was too precious for that. He had accepted to live away a life without his Geet but his heart pained every second even to think about it. He couldn't talk to his best friend Rachna for she was too innocent of the things brewing in her father's mind. But when she did come to know about it she had humbly stepped aside and led the way for Geet. He would be always grateful to her for that. He knew how much pain it would give her to walk away from his life and he would make sure she a good partner in someone else.

 

Rachna had insisted to apologize to Geet and tell her what happened so that he could unite with her. She had driven him to the pool only to find her gone away. He had madly called her apartment, Bhaskar sir, and all other acquaintances of hers with no luck. Everyone had said the last they had seen her was in the pool. He was about to break down and call the police when he remembered where she might be; the nearby playground where he had first taken her on a street-side date and had kissed her under the street lamp, claiming it to be mistletoe. He hurriedly reached there to find her exactly under that lamp staring blankly at the sky. He wanted to run to her and kiss her to no breath assuring her he was always her Maan, Geet ka pati but Rachna had stopped him and said she would clear everything before he could claim his love for her. He had patiently waited in the car but each passing second seemed like an eon. His fingers itched to touch her, feel her, and claim her. And finally the moment arrived; Rachna came back smiling calling him to claim his little mermaid. His heart lurched at the sight in front of him; she had cried her heart out making her face and eyes red and puffy. But he promised he would never let another drop roll down his soft cheeks. Having decided that, he wanted to tease Geet a bit and distract her. He knew she hated when he arrogantly smirked or had a lop-sided smile on his face and that would definitely irk her and evoke the little child in her. And viola it worked wonderfully, she was irked and had called him sir, which she usually did when she was angry or irritated. 

 

Maan maintained his smirk, "Kya hua Geet? Aren't you happy to have me back?" he asked innocently.

 

"Oh who said so?" she asked tapping her foot.

 

"I said so," he declared pompously.

 

"Pssht, and may I know who are you?" she scoffed.

 

"Geet ka pati," he said and pulled her closer to him and smacked his cold lips on her soft petal like luscious lips. Geet was too stunned to respond initially to his touch but when he probed further letting his tongue play a sensuous game she slowly started responding. She teased his senses endlessly, biting him, nibbling his lower lip, and sucking. He moaned against her lips, calling her name. He let his hands linger around her bare waist, drawing patterns as he had lifted her shirt slightly. He brought her closer to him, molding her into him.

 

They reluctantly broke away from the kiss after what seemed like a long time, panting heavily for air. Geet until now had forgotten her resolve to be angry on him and again regained her furious and stern posture. She balled up her fists and hit him lightly on his chest. Maan was taken aback by the sudden change and asked what happened by nodding his head.

 

"Katthe, kothi, yaako nannu bittu hodhe? (Donkey, monkey, why did you leave me?)" she said once again bursting in tears. Maan let her vent her anger and sorrow for he knew he was guilty of running away from her, but he couldn't see any other option. "Idiot, fool, aise bhi koi karte hain kya?" she said in between her hiccups. "You have no right to leave me like that, samjhi aap? No right damn it!" she said before hugging him tightly fearing he would disappear again. He held onto to her waist in one hand and let his other hand smooth her hair while telling her everything was alright now. Finally her sobs died down but she sniffed occasionally.

 

"Jaan," he said lovingly.

 

"Hmm?" she said still absorbed in his embrace.

 

"I'm really sorry for behaving like a jerk."

 

Geet looked up to see his eyes filled with tears. She cupped his face and shook her head in the negative. "Nahi Maan, it wasn't your fault. If I were in your place I would have done the same thing," she said remembering the pain he went through trying to keep her out of danger while sacrificing his love. A lone tear escaped from his eyes before he brought her into his embrace. He tightly clung onto her. Geet felt her shoulder getting wet and realized he was silently sobbing. She rubbed his back to calm him down, "Maan please apne aapko sambhaliye. I am fine," she said knowing the reason why he was crying, he had feared losing his Geet more than losing his love. "Magar haan, agar aapne dobara aisa kiya toh sach much mein mar—"

 

Maan instantly jerked his head and forcefully closed her mouth with his fingers. "Chup, bilkul chup," he said eyeing her furiously. "Dare you leave me to suffer in this world! I promise I shall come hunting you down!" he roared. Her eyes twinkled at his love for her. she wondered how did she miss his ever present love in his eyes for her. She kissed his fingers before removing them and jerked his collar forward before claiming his lips. He let her completely take over as she explored the crevices of his mouth sensually with her tongue.

 

The kiss started out to assure him that she would never leave him but it deepened as their passion increased. Occasionally she bit his lower lip and immediately sucked them. She broke away from his and place wet kisses by his jawline, "Maan," she said moving her kisses down near his adam's apple. He moaned and pulled her up before kissing her endlessly again. She gladly allowed him to invade again. He finally let go of her and kissed her lips before looking at her, his eyes glazed and oozing passion.

 

"Jaan, one more kiss and I seriously will not think twice before doing it right here," he cooed against her ears in his raspy voice. Geet turned beet red at his remark and hid in his chest. "Maan," she said, her voice muffled. "Toh ghar leke chalo na," she said biting her lower lip. That was all he needed, he lifted her up in one go and took her home.

 

Geet expected him to rip off her clothing but to her surprise he gently tucked her in and snuggled closer to her before kissing her forehead and wishing her good night. Although she would have wanted to do otherwise, she gladly snuck closer to him thanking the lord for giving her Maan back. Today morning she had feared she had lost him forever yet the turn of the events had assured her otherwise.

 

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A six-year-old little girl smoothly managed to swim across the swimming pool located in the huge backyard of the house. She finished her lap and proudly stood up, her tiny legs barely reaching the ground. Through the large glass doors opposite to the pool a huge photo canvas of Maan and Geet standing next to each other contently smiling could be seen. In the photo Geet had worn a simple red saree, in the midst of a rose garland a small tiny black beaded necklace could be seen, and her maang teekha was filled with the same color as her saree. Maan stood beside her in a similar avatar with a rose garland and a simple white shirt. In the background a temple roof could be seen in the distance. Geet's eyes fell on the photo as she was lying on the beach chair near the pool.

 

A slow smile crept on her face as she looked at the photo and a lone tear of joy escaped at the sight of the man who stood beside her in the photo, Geet ka pati, like he always like to put it. It was a photo she would cherish all her life, the day they had become man and wife officially.

 

The day after she thought she had lost her Maan forever, Maan insisted on taking her to the famous Basavanagudi temple and forced her to wear the red saree in spite of her complaining. When they reached the temple a sweet surprise waited for her. Bhaskar sir, Veena Aunty, his wife, and Ramya stood smiling and carrying two rose garlands.

 

They had exchanged their vows in front of God. Although the ceremony was quiet, it was memorable nonetheless. She had officially owned Maan Singh Khurana and she would make sure nobody else laid claim on her Maan. Throughout the marriage ritual Maan looked content and at peace and held her hand tightly. At the end of the saat pheres he looked at her lovingly and kissed her forehead before announcing, "I love you my dear Geeta Lakshmi Rao," to her embarrassment.

 

"How was that mamma?" the little girl squeaked, holding her hands on her hips.s 

 

Geet gave her a flying kiss to her darling child. "Bull's eye Harika!" Geet yelled back looking at the stopwatch. She adjusted her seating in the long beach chair that was set up by the pool and it was filled with cushions everywhere to help pregnant Geet be comfortable.

 

Harika walked out of the pool and removed her speedo swim cap and shook her head, spraying water everywhere. Geet shook her head in annoyance, "Junior Maan Singh Khurana at work!" she said rolling her eyes. Harika, although looked exactly like a mini version of Geet physically, she had completely taken over her father, the arrogant and angry young man, Maan Singh Khurana in characteristics and mannerisms. She was hotheaded, ready to scare the wits out of anyone, stubborn, arrogant, smart, and of course very charming and beautiful.

 

"Is someone remembering me?" she heard him walking into the backyard in his usual track pants and a plain blue t-shirt.

 

"Dadda!" Harika shouted and ran to her father. Maan opened his arms wide welcoming his little angel and jerked her up in the air before catching her securely into his arms.

 

"Hi my baccha," he said kissing her wet cheeks. "Mamma ko tang kiya?" he asked narrowing his eyes.

 

"Nahi dadda," she said looking scared.

 

"Accha? Toh shuru karein?" he winked.

 

Geet heard their conversation and opened her mouth into a huge O. "Maan!" she yelled struggling to get up. "Already tum dono mujhe itna tang kartein hain aur upper se you are asking to do more shararat?" she asked flabbergasted.

 

Maan walked near her before asking Harika to go change into something dry. "Geet main shararat?" he asked innocently. "Geet mujhe shararat ka spelling bhi pata nahi hai."

 

"Accha? Toh kal raat aap spelling na jaan-ne ke bina who sab kuch kar rahe the?" she asked cocking her eyebrow up.

 

"Maine kya kiya?"

 

"Dekhiye my neck is filled with your bites from last night, and it doesn't stop there it goes all the way down to," she began but stopped abruptly aghast over what she was going to reveal about last night. Her cheeks turned scarlet at the thought of her even trying to describe last night and shied away.

 

"Haan, haan, bolo Geet, tum kuch keh rahe the," he teased loving to see her blush. He closed the distance between them and stole a kiss from those inviting lips.

 

Geet looked at him, her eyes glinting mischief, "hogo lei! (Go!)"

 

"Tumne mujhe hogo lei kaha?" he asked feigning anger and scooping her in his arms. "Iska punishment toh dena hi padega my dear little mermaid," he said seductively and walking towards their room.

 

Maan carefully laid Geet on the soft plush bed making sure she didn't get hurt and laid down beside her. His long slender fingers shamelessly traveled down her neck causing her to slither in pleasure. Unable to take his teasing she groaned and caught his arms before she exploded in pleasure. "Maan please," she managed to whimper pulling him close to her face. He immediately removed his shirt and threw it aside, "I love you my little mermaid," he managed to blurt out before invading her body and soul.