Chapter 26
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Untouched Yaadain:
LAST PART (Part 26):
That night Maan had a dream, a horrifying dream which led him to relive that moment where he had lost his Geet.
Geet was laying on the hospital bed, face and arms covered with leftover blood and endless machine wires. Maan was laying on the bed beside her, and was getting treated equally. All the doctors were running here and there, as Geet's condition was getting worse and worse. Her body was sweating and her breathing didn't seem to come out right either.
"Get me my stethoscope! I have to check her heartbeat!"
"Get ready for CPR!"
It was very chaotic. Meanwhile, Maan started to show movements, slowly gaining his conscious.
"Doctor! Inko hosh aa raha hai!"
One of the doctor runs up to Maan to check his heartbeat. When it was back to normal, he sighed of relief. "Chalo at least aik ki to jaan khatre se bahar hai." Maan opens his eyes.
"Meri awaz aa rahi hai?" Maan touches his head and moans in pain.
Maan painfully nods his head and the doctor complimented with "Good" for his fast recovery. But they were still stressed out about Geet. Her heart rate was dropping with each passing second. Maan turns his head to see Geet laying beside him, his heart skipped a beat. At first he wished he saw wrong. That it was not Geet but his illusion. But no, it was a sad truth he had to face. Maan reacted, "Geet!"
Everyone turned around. Within a second, Maan unplugged all the wires that were attached to his body, and was up on his feet. It all happened so quickly that everyone around him were flustered. When Maan tried to approach Geet, ignoring all his pain, few doctors surrounded him, blocking his way.
"Please sir, aap inke kareeb nahin ja sakte! Virus spread ho sakta hai!" Maan tried his best to free himself with his injured body but his strength at that moment could be compared with an ant's strength because of his health issue.
"Mujhe Geet ke paas jana hai! Us ko meri zaroorat hai! Chodo mujhe! Main is ka husband hoon!" But his pleads were unheard. At that moment Geet breathed heavily once, everyone assumed she was back...but... all the machines later went blank in a blink of an eye. Maan couldn't breathe either. He was waiting to see another breathe come out of her mouth but nothing. It was as if everything went blank.
"Geet! Doctor!! Tum kuch kyun nahin ker rahe! Kaise doctor ho tum!!" Maan held on to his collar and because of the disturbance he created, Maan was pulled out of the room by one of the doctors. He tried to protest but he didn't let go of Maan. The doctor dragged him to his cabin and made him sit down.
"Mr. Maan! Please calm down."
"Calm down? Meri wife aisi halat mai hai aur main 'calm down'?" A nurse rushed in to the doctor's cabin.
"Doctor! Patient ki halat bhot critical ho gayi hai! Aur.. aur.. hum unko nahin bacha paaye.."
"Kounsa patiend, nurse?!"
"Doctor, wohi ladki jo abhi aap jis ko daikh rahe the, Ms. Geet?"
Maan fell backwards, dumbfounded, like having a rug swept out from under his feet. He couldn't believe his ears. He wanted to see Geet. See her now! He got up and ran. Ran as much as he could but the doctor held on to him.
"Sir aap abhi udher nahin ja sakte! Sir!" But Maan was Maan. He ran out to Geet's room. She was laying their motionless. Maan approached her. "Geet?...Geet!...Utho Geet!!" But Geet didn't budge. Maan approaches the doctor and tries to hurt him. "You killed Geet! Tumne Geet ko mara!" The situation was getting out of hand. Nobody knew what to do and the poor doctor tried to escape but failed. The nurse came with a syringe in her hand, and puts Maan to sleep right there. Maan fell to the floor. While he was unconscious, the doctors cautiously examined him and found part of his brain to be abnormal while undergoing stress. The symptoms were clear, he will become a type of a man who throws tantrums for every single and little things, since he has lost an important person of his life. This matter was taken to the head people and they were, therefore, ordered to put him in a mental asylum before things get out of hand and he harms others.
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Maan woke up and found himself breathing heavily and his heart thumping. He had dreamed of her once again and that horrible moment of his life. He knew this will not go away but will stay with him until his last breath.
That evening, Anjali came in with biryani and gol gappe for Maan. It's been a while he hasn't eaten these things. Last time, he could recall eating was when Geet forced him to stop at a nearby Dhaba on their way back home. Though he wasn't used to these things, but he loved it because Geet was there to make it beautiful.
"Maan ji, aap ko yeh sab kuch khana padhe ga. And for once I'll be taking you out."
"Bahar? Kitne saal ho gaye hain aur maine bahar ki dunya ki shakal nahin daikhi. Mujhe to pata bhi nahin hai ke spring kya hoti hai, loug kaise hote hain." After he was admitted in to this asylum, he had cut all his ties with the outside world. He didn't care about anything or anyone. And also the doctors made sure he doesn't get out too cause who knew what havoc will he create. He slowly forgot the sense of spring beauty, seeing kids play in the park, or even simply seeing people out walking and talking. He has lost his sense of communication. Since he has been locked in this room for years, aloof from others, his mental abnormality gradually became better. But the psychologists and the doctors still didn't believe in that. They were afraid to set him loose. But Anjali, however, gotten the permission to take him out and signed some papers relating that if anything happens she will take full responsibility. But she didn't have to worry about that much cause since the time she fully understood Maan and his condition, she has a different perspective of him. He has become a different person to her, not some psycho guy living in an asylum but as a normal human being who has lost his loved one and is mourning since then. She believed in Maan now.
After an hour or so, they both left the mental asylum. Maan slowly stepped out of the asylum's door. Side to the Asylum stood some food sellers with varieties of junk food that they could offer. People were walking and talking, basically having fun. Anjali didn't speak much because she knew Maan was having his little moment. People bumped in to him but he didn't say or do anything but just stood quietly. He was starting to develop these new feelings towards everything but still in his mind he was calling out to Geet. 'If Geet was here I would be doing this or that...' At a distant stood a couple quarreling over shopping. Even though they both were fighting, he could still see the love between them. This was the moment where he missed Geet the most out of every time. It's been a while since he has stepped out of his 'jail' and he wanted Geet to be here, with him, holding his hand and comforting him. But he held it in, held the urge to cry inside his heart.
"Maan, aap ko kuch khana hai?" Maan slowly shook his head.
"Ok. Then why don't we go to the park. Park chale gain na aap?"
They go to a chaotic park that is located on their right. They sat quietly on a bench, observing the kids playing nearby. A girl of approximately 8 or 9 was crying because of a boy bullying her.
"Tera naam Shurti hai? Kitna ajeeb sa naam hai? Lo phir se rone lag gayi!" He ends up pushing the girl. Maan is about to get up to stop the kid but the mother appears and takes her child. That girl reminded him of Geet and the boy reminded him of Maan. He was a bully to her too. Made fun of her every time he could grasp the opportunity. He felt terrible.
"Mujhe wapis jana hai." Maan declared, trying to run away from those painful memories. Anjali protests at first. She wanted him to get out of his shell and face the world and to cope with his feelings like he used to. But she kept on failing. She noticed everything she did for him reminded him of Geet. His love for her will surely never be forgotten. It is those kind of feelings that the more you try to ignore the more they appear and by every return they become more cruel and painful. After hearing the story it was sort of his fault for what happened in his life and was not at the same time. He started on the bad term with Geet, thought of her as a pain but he did realize the hidden love within himself for her. He did make it up for her for the remaining time they spent together.
Maan was as stubborn as a stone and he wanted to leave this place and hide in his shell. Anjali gave in and decided to go back as Maan might lose his temper and she didn't want any drama on the streets.
They ended up going back to the Asylum.. Maan let out a long sigh as if he had held his breath all this time. He felt himself right when he entered his room. What was he thinking to go out? He should've been cautious, it's too late to go out in the world when he's been in this room for the past 2 years. Anjali was about to leave the room when Maan called out.
"Anjali.. Ainda mujhe bahar na le ker jana. Mujhe ab dunya se dar lagta hai."
A tear fell down Anjali's eye. Look what this man has become into. He used to be a lion before and now he's no less than a mice who's trying to hide from the world and its' dangerous tactics. He has suffered a lot, lost many who he loved dearly. Without saying any further she left the room.
That night someone opened the door to Maan's room but Maan was fast asleep to realize that. The deadly footsteps stopped before his bed. Whoever it was was careless to walk as that person had bumped into something on their way to his bed, making a loud noise. Maan woke up.
"Koun hai?" When nobody replied back, Maan turned on the table lamp. The light wasn't that bright enough to cover the whole room. But he could sense somebody standing at the far corner.
"Koun hai?" This time he demanded a bit loudly. But no voice was heard from that person. Who could it be? A thief? But what would he gain from this Mental Asylum? Maan got out of bed, took slow footsteps towards that person, and picked up a vase on his way.
"Aakhari dafa pooch raha hoon...Koun hai?"
Still no answer came. Maan closed in on that person with a vase in his hand. He took the person by their arm and pulled them out in the light. He was about to thrash the vase on that person when he stopped midway upon seeing that person's face.
Geet...?!
Geet covered her face with her arms. Maan threw the vase on the floor, the pieces shattered everywhere, but without caring he grasped Geet's arm to see if she's real. She didn't disappear but held on to his arms tightly.
"Maan...Kal ki tarha aaj bhi mujhe is vase se chot lag jani thi." Her shaky voice brought him back to reality. She's real? She's not an illusion.
"Geet!" Maan embraces her in his arms tightly and giving a peck on her head. Geet hugging him back as tightly as possible. He had so many questions to ask her but this moment was too precious to ruin it. He kissed her forehead and then suddenly picked her up to place her on the small bed. She sat down with her legs stretching out far and Maan putting his head on her lap while laying on the bed.
"Maan.. Aap poochain gaye nahin ke main yahan kaise?"
"Poochna chahta hoon. Bhot kuch poochna chahta hoon." Geet slowly caressing his hair and cheeks, she brought her hand up to his lips and he kissed it then he took her hand and entangled it with his tightly. Geet bent down and kissed his forehead. A part of Maan wanted to believe that she's real and the other part knew she wasn't. Who to believe? He was too afraid to open his eyes. He didn't want to lose her again. Hence, they stayed like this for the rest of the night.
In the morning when he woke up, before even opening his eyes, he took his hands and stretched 'em out to feel Geet but there was nothing. His heart broke down, a tear escaped his eyes. He didn't want to open his eyes but he had to. He should've known that she was just another illusion. He has to face the reality. He opened his eyes but before him sat a beautiful person with a presence that enlightened his heart in and out. She sat on a chair with her elbows crossed, vacantly gazing at him while passing a smile. Maan quickly got up and sat before her, taking her hands in to his.
"Tum sach main ho?" Maan asked innocently. Geet cupped her hands around his face and slowly caressing his cheeks, blinking once with her eyes to indicate a 'yes'.
"Main aap ko ab kabhi bhi nahin chod ke jaon gi." Geet ends up hugging him to 1. console him and 2. to console herself. Tears of joy kept on falling from his eyes and hers too. He was soo happy to an extent but confused as well too. Where was she for the last 2 years? And didn't they pronounce her dead in the hospital 2 years ago too?
When they apart. Geet could sense the confusion that was written all over his face.
"Geet tum yahan kaise? Aur pichle 2 saal se kahan thi? Doctors ne to..."
Geet placed her finger on his lips.
"Itne saare questions! Aap ko aap ke har sawal ka jawab mile ga."
"Itne saare questions! Aap ko aap ke har sawal ka jawab mile ga."
"2 saal pehle jab Brij ne mujhe maarne ki koshish ki thi aur main hospital main thi... Sab ko laga main mar gayi but is se pehle aap mujhe daikhte, aap ko woh loug yahan se le gaye pata nahin kahan. Actually un ki machines achanak kharab ho gayi thi.. jab koi signal nahin mil raha tha meri body se woh is liye kyun ke unki machine died out. Sab ne to teh ker liya ke meri death ho gayi. But I did go in coma because meri halat bhot kharab ho gayi thi. They transferred me into another room. Jab phir se machines meri body pe lagayi to phir unko yakeen ho gaya ke main abhi zinda hoon but critical situation main hoon. Pata nahin kitne dinon baad jab meri aankhein khuli aap wahan pe the nahin... Doctors aap ko bulane bhi gaye the per maine suna aap ne bhot un ke saath battameezi ki aur is liye saare aap ke saamne aane se darte the. Meri aisi condition nahin thi ke main aap ke paas aa sakti aur na hi mujhe pata tha ke aap kahan ho. Koi mujhe kuch nahin batata tha. Meri condition aur kharab ho rahi thi with cancer spreading rapidly. Mujhe USA le gaye, wahan pe meri treatment ki aur main fully recover ho gayi. Per Maan recover hone ge baad aisa koi bhi din nahin tha jab aap ki yaad na aaye. Even treatment ke duraan main aap ko yaad kerti. Main kuch 2-3 mahine pehle hi India wapis aayi thi. Aur aap ko kahan kahan nahin search kiya. Per jab mujhe pata chala ke aap yahan is Mental Asylum main hain, mere haath paon kaapne lag gaye. Mujhe yakeen hi nahin ho raha tha ke mere Maan yahan pe hon gain. Woh aik ladki Anjali nahin hai, usne mujhe dhoonda."
"Anjali?"
Anjali came bursting in from the door.
"Haan maine. Maan ji you owe me a big one. Main aap ki zindagi ko wapis aap ke paas le ker aayi."
"Per tumhe kaise pata ke Geet zinda hai?"
"Well, I was curious about her so I went to the hospital jahan pe in ki 'death' huwi thi. I went in and asked them about Geet Singh Khurana's death certificate aur unhon ne pataya ke yahan pe to iss name ki kisi ki death hi nahin huwi thi. And I got confused. Phir internet aur police ki help le ker ta-da I found her. Main bhi bhot shock mai thi. Mera asal plan to kal aap donon ko milwana tha, remember when I took you out yesterday. Per aap ko her cheez Geet ji ki yaad dila rahi thi, so I thought it's better to make you meet her in your room. Bas story khatam."
Maan smiled, that kind of smile that he had forgotten he had one. Geet looked at him with her gloomy eyes and Anjali knew it was better to let them alone now. She left the fruits on the table that she had gotten for them and quickly said her goodbyes, even though she knew they were barely paying attention. Maan cornered her with his one hand caressing her arm slowly and the other slipping around her waist.
"Ab to mujhe kabhi nahin chod ke jao gi na? You never know agli dafa pata nahin meri mout hi ho jai." Geet covered his mouth, preventing him from speaking any further. Maan broadly smiled and giving her a tight hug while holding her hand. He knew now that everything was perfect, nothing could go wrong, that God had bestowed His blessings upon them two and will never apart them now. He realized it was all a test from Him and he had passed it..no.. they both had passed it separately but together. Now that the beautification of his life has returned, he will surely cherish every moment with her for the rest of his life.
Special Part: Epilogue
"Geet!!" Maan screams her name right after entering the house. Geet was in the kitchen, preparing sandwiches for Maan's lunch.
"Maan.. Main idher kitchen mai hoon!!" Maan rushes over at Geet. When he approaches her, he slips his hands around her waist, pulling her towards him. Geet slaps his chest.
"Maan chodiye na. Tang na kerain." Maan grasps her hand and interwines it with his, holding it tightly in the mid air.
"Kyun? Appointment laini padhe gi ab se jab bhi tumhain main tang kerna chahon ga?" Geet is struggling in his arms, trying to free herself.
"Maan..
"Ok fine. Per aik shart pe chodon ga..." Maan smiles and offers his right cheek to her. Geet blushes. She looks at him so sweetly, she was so proud to have this man as her husband, who is so loving and so caring.
She's about to kiss his cheek when she smashes the glass of water on his face. Maan looks at her in shock but Geet bursts out laughing and runs away to save herself from him. Maan runs after her with a jug of water.
"Geet! Thairo! Chodon ga nahin main tumhai!" They both run all over the house and they end up falling to the floor with laughter. He stretched his hand towards hers and she held on to his hand. Maan pulls her towards him, she puts his head over his arm and together they laugh.
They both had moved back to their old house and Maan has started recreating Khurana Constructions. Anjali has moved out to London to pursue her career of Medical. But they do stay in touch with each other as much as they can. This time there is no Nayantara nor any Brij to interrupt Maan and Geet's lives. Any hardships that come before them, they face 'em together. Even through struggles they both tend to stay together and console each other. Life mistakes has taught them two to be together no matter what happens kyun ke kya pata Kal Ho Na Ho.
-The End-
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
WELL This is it! Thanks to all for reading this story! It was really fun writing this story though I was always late in updating this! Thanks to all who read this and stayed with me till last. I don't know if I'll be writing anything any soon, though I've started collecting ideas for my new story but not so sure about updating it. Do comment below if you want me to write another new story. It might not be on Maan and Geet though. -Sara :)
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