Chapter 8
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Untouched Yaadain:
Part 8:
Maan had fallen asleep. And Geet still crying silently at the corner of her room. Disbelieving her destiny. She was waiting for every lights in Khurana Mansion to turn off. Once the coast was clear, Geet got up and went straight to the kitchen quietly and slowly. As if rethinking about her decision. Is this path correct? Am I overreacting? No no! It can't be. There are so many bumps on this ride. Now I can't keep up. I failed. I failed miserably. So, Is main sochne wali kya baat hai? Tera decision bilkul theek hai. It's clear nobody wants me here. Then there's no point of rethinking about your decision Geet. Khatam ker de aapne aap ko! Kisi ko koi parwa hi nahi ho gi. And isi main teri bhalai hai. Maybe mujh main koi khareebi hai jo main kisi ko pasand hi nahin aati. Nayantara, Maan, Daarji, Brij Veerji, nobody cares. Bhabhi will also forget about me. Hope so. She will get so busy with her life, that she will end up forgetting about me. Aisi ladki ka koun saath de ga, jis ka koi nahi hai. Hearing her own thoughts made her feel more despondent. Tears were escaping her eyes like they were flooding. Not wanting to stop their little journey. Wanted to explore every bit of her feelings. Geet entered the kitchen. Nobody was there. Raat ke 3 baje koun ho ga yahan? Geet finds a knife sitting motionless on the shelf. Geet quickly picked it up. "Ab mere paas koi aur choice nahi than this. Per main apne aapko churi se kyun maar rahi hoon. Zayada pain ho ga na?" After realizing what she said she smashed her head with her hand. "Geet tu suicide kerne ja rahi hai. Suicide! To tujhe kya fark padhta hai ke tujhe kitna dard hota hai! Bas chaaku apne hatheli pe maar aur bas!" Geet scolded herself. She brought the knife closer to her wrist, placed it on top of it, and closed her eyes tightly as if that will decrease the pain. "On the count of 5 tunne yeh daba daina hai. Kuch sochna vochna nahi hai! 5,4,3,2,1!" Geet presses the knife but Maan gets hold of the knife before she could press it any further. He forcefully takes the knife and throws it away on the floor.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Unknowingly to Maan, Geet was bleeding by her wrist where the sharp knife had hit her.
Geet in a state of 2 mixed feelings coming together: shock and happiness. Shock to see him here and happy because he saved her. He doesn't want me to commit suicide. So he does care! He cares about me. For one second, there was fear on his face. Fear of losing me? She almost wanted to hug him but she was again misapprehended.
"Agar itna marne ka showk hai to please mere ghar mai nahi, yahan se door ja ker. Is ghar se door ja ker suicide kero! At least jab tum mar jao gi, to loug hum pe shak nahi kare gain. You understand!"
For one second Geet felt he has finally changed. But, she was however, again wrong. All of her hopes and dreams came crashing together in just a matter of 2 seconds.
Maan then got hit by a thought in his brain.
What the hell are you doing Maan? Saying these things will worsen the situation. If she dies then you'll have to marry another girl to fulfill your dreams. So chill out! Do not let her commit suicide. Just for the sake of your contract. It's not like you care about her!
Geet jerks away and tries to retrieve the knife. Maan knew her intentions and got hold of Geet by the waist. Trying to take her away from the knife.
"Geet pagal mat bano!!"
Geet had it enough, she couldn't keep everything inside her anymore. She lost her temper.
"Kyun?! Why shouldn't I die! You don't care about me! My family doesn't care about me! Then what's the point of me living!"
Geet trying her level best to set herself free from his hold.
"Geet shut up! Tum aisa waisa kuch nahi kero gi!"
"Keroon gi! And I will see who stops me! Not even you can't stop!"
"Geet!!"
"Why? Sahi to keh rahi hoon? Aray aap jaise loug maine hazaar daikhain huwe hain! Thinking that you are very powerful! But the truth is you maybe have all the wealth, but you can't force anyone to do whatever you wish. Especially not me Mr. Maan Singh Khurana! Because I do not belong to one of your puppets! Jo aap ki har baat mane. Jee hazoori Ji Hazoori nahi karni mujhe! You maybe strong from inside Mr. Maan Singh Khuarana, but from inside you are weak!"
Maan had it enough. She was testing his patience. He tried his level best not to take out hisanger on her. But she had left no choice. He raised his hand but stop midway in the air. Geet shuts her eyes tightly, as if ready to take his powerful slap. But when she sees that his hands have not touched her cheek, she shouts back.
"Ruk kyun gaye?! Marain! Marain mujhe! Aap jaise kamzoor lougon ko sirf yahi aata hai. Aur waise bhi mujhe is maar se ab dar nahi lagta. I am used to it!"
Embarrass Maan, brings his hand down. Disbelieving himself. How can I do this? Aik ladki ke ooper haath uthaya?? How can you lose your temper like that Maan?!
As Maan's grip looses its strength, Geet then pushes him away from her. Taking out her anger. Not bearing to keep it in her anymore. She again goes for the knife but Maan again stops her.
"Geet bas ho gaya!! Don't you dare go near that thing!! Warna?!"
"Warna kya you wiil slap me?? I am so used to it that these useless things doesn't affect me! Aap ke maarne se kuch nahi ho ga mujhe! Kyun ke mujhe is se bhi badi saza mil chuki hai. Us kaam ke liye jis ke baare main mujhe khud nahi pata. Daikhne chahe gain?"
Geet turns around , her back facing him. She shows him 3 deep wound/scars below her neck. And then shows him a burned marks on her shoulders.
"Yeh donon Brij veerji ki taraf se hain. Yeh back pe jo hain yeh chaaku se maara tha aur shoulders pe jo hain unhon ne garam garam coil rakha tha."
Maan in a state of shock. Not knowing what to tell her. He couldn't even look at her wounds. They were so deep and hurtful. Unknowingly to both of them, Nayantara was watching them from outside the kitchen door. She was hiding herself.
"Toh aap ke thapdon se mujhe kya ho ga?"
"Tumhare bhai ne aisa kyun kiya?" Maan just blurts out looking at her all worriedly. How can her brother be so cruel?
"Woh bhi aap ki tarha apni power dikhana chahte hain. Hum aurton ko neecha deekhane ke liye unhon ne yeh harkatay ki! He's just like you, aggressive and rude."
Saying this brought Maan back to reality. How dare she say something like this to me about me? Mere se hi meri buraai. Maan can never tolerate anyone saying something bad about him either behind his back or in front of him.
"To? Is main itni badi baat kya hai? He must have wounded you because maybe you did something wrong. Women can never do anything proper. That's why he had hurt you."
Geet looks at him in disbelieve. He still doesn't care about me?? Anybody would have felt bad if I had showed them these wounds. Instead of saying something nice he again thinks it was my fault!!
But why am I expecting this from him? He's Maan Singh Khurana after all. Nobody can change his feelings.
"Anyway, tum apnay aap ko kuch nahi kero gi kyun ke if you do anything bad I will hurt your family. Your family will pay for your doings." Maan didn't know how to stop her from hurting herself. Nothing came in his mind except for this. He knew she gets really serious once her family's name is mentioned.
Saying this Maan walks out of the kitchen leaving Geet behind in more tears. First me now my family??
No matter how her family treated her, but nobody, not even her husband, can break her family apart.
Nayantara comes inside. Somehow, Geet yelling at her brother like this made Nayantara built a hatred corner for Geet for that moment..
"Wah wah.." Nayantara said while clapping which surprised Geet.
"How dare you Geet?! Abhi tumhay jumma jumma 8 din nahi huwe aur tum mere bhai ke ooper rob jamaane lag gayi!"
Said Nayantara in her low yet angry voice. Which made Geet shiver. She was shaking her head as if that will tell Nayantara the truth.
"Look Geet! I thought you were an innocent girl who doesn't know much about this world. Is liye humne tumhay choose kiya. But tum to ander se kuch aur nikli."
"Nahin Di aisi koi baat nahi hai.:
"Ok then fine. Go off to sleep. I don't wanna talk about it."
Saying this Geet starts to leave but shortly stops, turns around and say, "Sorry Di. Aap sahi keh rahi hain, mujhe un per nahin chilana chahiye tha. Sorry."
"Haan theek hai. Ab jao." She had already scared Geet enough, but somehow Nayantara was enjoying this. She smiled and left the kitchen to doze off to sleep. Geet leaves the kitchen but instead of going to "her" bedroom, she went to the terrace to spend some time alone in peace. She was angry at her self.
"What the hell were you doing out there Geet??"
She collided her hand against the railing very hard. She felt pain but didn't bother massaging it. She was too frustrated at herself for even aiding herself.
"Killing yourself? Really?! And then you yelled at him!? You've lost it Geet!!"
Geet placed her hands on her face and shaking her head as if this is a nightmare and soon she'll be awake.
"So what if he doesn't like you!? So what if he is treating me like this?! It's good for him. How could you forget. You can't ruin his life Geet! You just can't! What if he finds out the truth? And what if he gets heartbroken? You can't see him like this! It's better for you and him to stay away from him! He's my husband fine but you still gotta stay away from him maybe forever. But how??"
Geet started to think.
"Tell him the truth Geet." Her inner voice told her.
"Tell him the truth?!! No! I can't! It's better if he keeps his hatred for me growing."
A tear escaped Geet.
"Isi main hum donon ki bhalai hai." Geet reminded herself.
"Aur tu bhi un se pyaar nahi kerti. Tu ker hi nahin sakti. Phir kyun, kyun unki baaton mujhe ander ander se maar daiti hian!"
But soon after that, she again told her to stop dreaming about love. There's no such thing as love between us two. I don't love him and he certianely doesn't love me either.
Geet wipes her tears and tells her to be strong before leaving.
Geet enters "their" room, hoping to find him asleep. But destiny had some other plans for her.
"So tum aa gayi."
"J-ji?"
"Well. Main tumhara hi intezaar ker raha tha."
Geet looked up, shocked. He was waiting for me? But kyun? I haven't done anything wrong. Oh shaid woh hamari jo neeche ladai huwi thi usi ke baare main baat kerna cha rahay hain. Shaid mujhe sunana chahte hain. Jo maine un pe chilayi thi na shaid us ka badla laina chahte hain.
"Daikhiye" - "Daikho." Maan and Geet said it to each other at the exact same time. They got quite for a second. When neither of them spoke, Maan again tried.
"Suno." - "Suniye."
Maan was frustrated. He closed his eyes to hold in his anger.
Thoda sa wait nahi ker saktay kya. Kya jaldi hai. Dusht Dhanav. Geet thought.
"Bol lo tum bol lo! Tumhare aage to koi nahi bol sakta na!" Maan yelled. Not able to keep in his anger anymore.
Ae lo is main bhi ab mera kasoor hai na?
"Woh main keh rahi thi ke neeche jo kuch bhi huwa..."
"Neeche jo kuch bhi huwa, I don't wanna talk about it." Maan interrupted.
"Per main.."
"Geet mujhe apnay aap ko repeat kerna acha nahi lagta. Behtar isi main ho ga."
That shuts Geet's mouth for sure.
"Anyway, main keh raha tha. I just talked to the court. Since you are not interested in this marriage and neither am I, so they gave us 2 months. After marriage it takes 2 months for the contract to carry out. Then after those 2 months, my marriage wouldn't bother them. And I can still be the MD of Khurana Constructions. And you can be free."
"Matlab?"
"Matlab seedha hai Geet. I just need your 2 months and then afterwards main tumhay divorce dai doon ga."
His words kept on echoing in her mind for who knows how long. She just looked at him. Trying to get herself together. Divorce was the only thing playing in her mind. As if her mind has stopped thinking about other things.
"Divorce??"
"Yeah divorce. It'll be good for you and me. I mean obviously you don't wanna live with me."
Geet, tu itna shock kyun ho rahi hai? Theek hai na. Tujhay bhi nahi rehna idher. Sirf 2 mahine ki to baat hai. Phir main apnay raaste aur Maan apne raaste. Isi main unki aur teri bhalayi hai. Apnay dil se nahin dimaagh se soch. Aur waise bhi tujhay woh kab se pasand aane lag gaye hain??
"Deal?" Maan extended his hand for a shake. Geet gathered all of her courage and confidence. And in return Geet gave her hand in his for a shake.
"Deal." Geet said with a smile, not wanted to show the struggle she's having with herself. The fight she's fighting within herself.
"Ok then. Sirf 2 months ka saath hai hamara. Per is ka matlab yeh nahi hai ke tum meri life main interfere kero gi. You gotta stay in your limits."
Yeh saari baatain mere opper kyun daal daitay hain??
"Same to you Mr. Maan Singh Khurana." Geet said with a smirk, not able to take in all of the blames. Maan's right eyebrow rises. Didn't know that his 2 months wife can be so confident.
"Very well. Good night Mrs. Geet Khurana."
This was the first time Geet heard her full name from Maan's mouth. It felt so magical. He's admitting that I am his wife. Let it be for 2 months. Geet unknowingly started smiling. But stopped herself as soon as she caught herself off guard.
Geet control! Tu kyun muskura rahi hai? Unhon ne koi joke nahin sunaya. Pagal.
"1 minute Suniye." She called him with low voice. Not sure whether she should have called him or not. But too late Maan had already stopped himself in his tracks.
"Hmm.."
"Woh I was saying. Meri bhi aik shart hai."
"Shart? Kaisi shart?"
Ab isi kya ho gaya hai? Kaisi waisi shart rakhne wali hai? Maan thought.
Geet you have to say it.. No matter how stupid it might have sound. Geet took in a deep breath and let it out.
"You you c-can't..."
Geet stop shivering while you are talking for crying out loud. Dimaagh kharab ho gaya hai tera!
Maan makes a confusing look while Geet is gathering her courage.
What is she mumbling to herself? For no reason Maan smiled. She looks so pagal when she mumbles to herself.
Maan kept on staring at her while she was too busy scolding at herself for something he couldn't figure.
Yeh kya cheez hai?
Maan came to his senses after realizing that he was smiling?! Him and Smiling?!
Maan tu kab se smile kerne lag gaya?? Is ladki se door ab hona hi padhe ga.
"Mrs. Geet Khurana, agar aap ki apnay aap se conference meeting khatam ho gayi ho to aap batain gi ke aap ki useless shart kya hai?"
Geet bol de. Be confident. No more shivering.
"Meri shart hai ke, you won't fall in love with me during our little journey of 2 months." Geet blurted out. Silence in the room. And then Maan's laughter filled the room. Geet looked at him in awe. He couldn't stop himself. He had to laugh on her little useless shart.
"Love? And me? Oh Geet you don't have to worry about that. I can guarantee you that I won't fall in love with you. Maan Singh Khurana ke dictionary main pyaar naam ki lafz nahin hai."
Maan said being all serious but still from inside he was laughing. Geet was somehow hurt from his laughter. As if he's making fun of her.
"Tum aasman se utri huwi koi pari nahi ho jo mere jaise mard tum pe fida ho jain."
Saying this he leaves to doze off to sleep. Turning off the light. Meanwhile Geet makes her way to a nearby sofa in darkness. She sat down.
"Haan theek hai na. He won't fall in love with me. Bas 2 mahine ki to baat hai. Then I'll be on my own. Bas kisi bhi tareeke se yeh 2 mahine guzar jaain. Mujhe unse door rehna ho ga. I can't tell him. And I will never tell him. It's good that he doesn't love me or like me either. That way he won't be heartbroken when he knows the truth. Which will be never.
Geet smiles and lays down. The sofa was big enough for her to fit but it was surely uncomfortable. And after a minute or two Maan and Geet doze off putting aside their intentions and desires. This is only a contract marriage and will be over after 2 months. Maan and Geet reminded each self one last time before dozing off to sleep.
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