Intezaar - Scene - 7

Scene - 7

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[NOCOPY]

Kyunki ab tum hi ho

After a while Maan felt a drop on his hand. He turned her swiftly towards him and she burst in tears

“Kya karoon is pyar ka main ab… sab bikhar diya aapne” she placed her head on his chest, her tears unstoppable

“Sab bikhera hain maine..main sametoonga sab… Don’t trust me, don’t forgive me ever. But I will give back your love to you. Will wait forever for the day when I win you back”

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Next morning everyone was seated at the breakfast table. It was a Monday morning and everyone was gearing up to start a new day.

“Geet dear you can take my driver today. Dev or Vicky will drop me” Offered Raj

“Dad, I will drop Geet. You can take your car” Maan offered

“You???” most said in unison but Maan moved his focus at the surprised look on Geet. No one expected him to do such service. Not that he would deny such service to anyone but he was way too busy all the time and had way bigger responsibilities to handle. He didn’t have time to even pick the keys of his own car. He would just get ready and move out with his phone and wallet, rest would be ready for him in the back seat of his car.

And when he was back from tour or on his break, which was mostly very short, he would use that time to rejuvenate himself. Hiking, trekking, camping or his Gym and tie chi sessions and be taken care of by his Mom and Aunt. And after the short break, he would again dip himself in the work.

And offering a ride to Geet, the relationship from which he had been running away,that was an even bigger surprise.

“Yes, of course. She is my wife, hope you all remember”

Geet did not say anything to his claim. Obviously, in front of all she would never object to him.

“Well, we were wondering if you remember it,” Raj said sarcastically. Maan did not say a word on that as he knew he was at fault.

Maan was waiting outside, supporting his handsome self in the car, sunglasses on him and in slight casual attire. Smile formed on his face as he saw his beautiful wife approach him in off-white churidar, her hair pinned with the back clip. As she approached, he could see how the simple kohl in her eyes, danglers in her ears and soft pink gloss, were enough to make her even more desirable.

Geet gave him a faint smile in answer to his broad smile, not knowing how to embrace his gesture when he had explicitly tried to explore his relationship out of marriage. Maan did not expect anything more. Actually, with the deed that he had done, even this smile was not expected.

He opened the door for her and stretched his hand for her to settle in

“This was not needed” she said in a low voice

“Of course it’s needed” he said, settling himself behind the steering wheel

“If not a good husband, I can be a good driver” He smiled at her. Geet felt uncomfortable

“Ji woo…”

“Don’t worry, I know your destination. Now won’t make a mistake of missing things about you” Geet again gave him a hesitant smile and as he started the vehicle she quickly turned her face to look outside the window. He looked way too handsome and with a smile on his face, he looked even more charming. She didn’t want her heart to be a fool again. He was even more handsome and charming than his pictures and videos and had the power to swipe her off her feet with his one call. Her stupid heart was ready to slip so to keep hold of it, she decided to look the other way.

Maan gave himself a sarcastic smile - ‘this is what you deserve. She is not making an issue of your adventure in front of family, be grateful to her for that. Don’t even expect more’

Though, he would have not mind her exposing his adventure to his family or parents. If he had done wrong and now realized it, he will not hesitate to accept his fault and take their despise for him. But she was Geet and she had her grace. She will never bring their internal matter in front of anyone. Maan’s respect for his wife simply increased. And her such gratefulness made her more desirable to him.

Maan stopped the car in front of the university gate and got down from his side as Geet from hers. Geet waited, she could see he was coming to her. She could not insult him, damn she loved him and her shameless heart still wanted to be in his proximity. But the worst part was it pained when he came closer as it reminded her of the time he had confessed his experimentation.

“By when will you be free?”

“You don’t need to take trouble. I will manage”

“No problem. You can go, I will wait for you to come” Geet looked at him in horror. Sensing he will actually keep waiting, she gave up

“My classes will run till 3 pm. I have to meet my professor after that. Will be out by 4. But still you don’t need to do all this. Jo ker liya aapne woh ker liya. I accept it as my fate. You don’t need to do all this” She at last spoke of her pain. Will his doing all this erase what she had heard from him.

“Maybe not Geet, but I will be there for you always. Will do all, not so that you can forgive me but so that my doing may lessen your pain” Maan talked in his mind

In the evening when Geet came out she wondered what held all the girls attention, only to later find that the subject of interest was none other than her husband. Maan was there standing outside the university with his black sports bike by his side, in his killer casual avatar, black tee, sunglasses on his chiseled sharp features, tight rugged jeans and casual sports shoes. As casual he may look, everyone including her knew, each single piece on him costs the fortune.

Geet felt conscious as she walked through the crowd to reach him. Maan straightened himself as she reached him. She knew now the whole crowd, especially girls, had their eyes on her. She will have to be ready to be bombarded with questions tomorrow.

“You will ride a bike?”

Maan looked around “I do not see anyone else,” he teased her. He knows he does not have any right but he cannot let her sink in pain.

“Come sit” she settled behind him

“You don’t need to do all this…”

He gave her the helmet and rode off on highway at high speed

It was not the way home, Geet wondered where he was taking her. After the long ride, he stopped near the Pani Puri stall

“Come”

“Yeh sab? You don’t need to”

“I don’t need to, Geet, I want to. Mujhe laga tumhe pasand hai yeh sab. Just the very little that I can do”

“You are far away from such things, then why?..”

“Shall we order?” he interrupted him.

Geet nodded and moved to the stall. Even though he had hurt her, doesn’t mean she will hurt him in return. She has loved him all these days, for the respect of her love she cannot hurt him.

But as Geet placed the first pani puri in her mouth, there was a glow in her face. Maan could see that Geet could eat any number of pani puris, have teary eyes and blow air due to spices but would not stop. Well this was not his world at all but it was so beautiful to see her enjoy it. He doesn’t wish for forgiveness because he doesn’t deserve it, but he will do all to fill her life with happiness, keep her always smiling. Ohh he loved her, with her genuine happiness, she was sooooo beautiful.

Maan and Geet entered the house together, the family was happy that Maan had accepted this relationship but it was Maan who knew that it was he who was trying to woo his wife, make her happy and was working to take her pain away. He will endlessly wait for the day when she would accept him back in his life.

Geet later freshened up and went to spend time with other family members while Maan went to his room and called Sam.

Maan was surprised that she picked the phone in just one ring, as if she had expecting him to call her or as if she was eagerly waiting for his call

“Hello Maan, How are you? How have you been? “

“ unhh unhnn “ Maan cleared his throat.

“Sam, I need to talk to you, something important “

“Yes, I knew you could not have been able to pick my call with people all around, especially your wife.”

“But why were you calling Sam? I thought we would not touch base and move on”

Sam felt a jolt by Maan’s words. She was least expecting such a reaction. He seemed detached. But then being in denial,

“I knew Maan you would be irritated by being around the forced relation there. How could I not call to calm you down. You can call me anytime Maan, I am always there for you”

“Sam, you should not always be there for me because you have your life and I have my wife here”

“Maan, I can understand your frustration to see your wife there but…”

“Sam..” Maan cut her. He has to cut her straight and come to a point. Sam was not giving a positive vibe with her talks. Was she waiting for him to be irritated and to break from his wife? It sounded so. But why, when he had peacefully concluded all.

Now as things were getting clear, he wondered why she even encouraged his approach and felt special when she knew he was married. Was Sam, from the very beginning, expecting him to break his marriage? Then, was that a sign of an elegant person? No. Now as he saw, Geet, his wife, was way above elegant than Sam.

No. No.. why would he compare his wife with anyone. Geet is special. She has taken his heart in one day and what a dignified person she is. He felt proud, she was his wife

“Maan” Sam brought him back from his thoughts

“Sam, listen, I did not call to return your missed call. There is something else that I wanted to talk”

“Hmmm…” Sam did not know what to say. The man who kept praising her, was so soft to her and showed her how elegant she was, was being so direct to her - telling her straight that he did not call to return her call.

“Sam, I know we should not talk about the gifts given but you know when I was there I was so aloof with my marriage and things related to it that I did not realize that the wrist watch that I gave you was my marriage gift, My wife’s grandpa presented it to me”

“Who presents that kind mediocre brand to Maan Khurana on his marriage” came from irritated Sam. She poured her frustration in showing his wife down. Now, that triggered totally wrong side of Maan

“Sam, you actually made it easy for me. So now that you already consider that as a mediocre brand, I understand you will have no problem returning it to me. “

“You want the gift back?” Sameera was taken aback. This aloofness was scaring her. She had been so confident that once Maan would go to India, see his rural wife, he would break all bonds there and be hers with a clear mind. She had encouraged his leaving as she had thought that would bring him back to her completely. But did it go all opposite? No, She cannot lose Maan Khurana, that too a villager.

“Yes Sam. I was not entitled to give it to you. It was a gift presented to me with so much love, my marriage gift. It was special, I disrespected it. Can I send someone in your office tomorrow to get it from you?”

“Not even a week, your marriage has become so important to you”

“Should it not. That is what I came here for, to work on my marriage.You should be happy, right. You wanted me to work on it, right?”

“Maan, you want the gift back?”

“Yes, that’s what I am talking about. Anyways, it’s a mediocre Brand, you won’t wear”

“As if you will wear it?” Maan could clearly see the mask of sophistication falling off from Sam’s personality.

“Of course I will. It’s my marriage gift and my wife was really hurt not seeing it in my hand”

“Ohh, so now Maan Khurana will do things to keep his villager wife happy”

Her disrespectful words for his wife fired Maan.

“Sam, mind your words when you are talking about the wife of Maan khurana. Don’t forget she is indirectly your boss. You are working in Khurana Enterprise and she is partner in KE”

“Maan, you are really…” Sam felt so insulted. How could Maan in just one week turn his sides and be so protective of his wife. No, it was nothing special about his wife. That girl cannot be more special than her to him but the family pressure and values were talking. She concluded to balm her ego.

“Sam, someone will come to get it from you tomorrow. Bye” he disconnected, so frustrated by her talks. All his understanding about her was wrong. She was not the person he had imagined. Anyways, he did not want to think about anyone, it was Geet that mattered. He has badly hurt her and now after talking to Sam he could realize what a big mistake he has made.

But No, he cannot sulk in guilt and let his wife be in pain. He has to make it beautiful for her, she has dreamed and he will make her dream come true and beautiful.

It was 10:30 in the night and his wife was not yet in the room. After dinner at 7:00, Maan had tried to spend time with his siblings when he saw his wife getting busy with his Dad, Uncle, Aunt , Mom and Dadima. He had no doubt they loved her so much, not because she was their eldest daughter in law. She has won everyone’s heart by the person that she was.

Later he too got busy catching up with them and mainly, everyone asking him about their Bhabhi. Well she was everyone’s favorite at home

“Bhai, now do not leave Bhabhi alone for so long and go on trips” Not knowing about his acts they suggested genuinely. Said Annie

“You have no idea, you are the center of all her talks. Sometimes we have to simply divert her to get her attention on us” complained Vicky

“Aur kya, jealousy hoti thi humne. We were taking care of her, being there for her, per unke dimag me to bas -aap hi aap,” Maan laughed, in his heart feeling overwhelmed by her love for him. How she had been waiting eagerly for him, to make a new beginning with him and what has he gifted her with.

Thus after talks with his siblings, Maan was getting impatient to be with his wife.

Ohhh… yeh intzaar kitna tadpata hai. It was just an hour of waiting, how had she borne such a long wait?

He wanted to shower her all the happiness in one go.

“No Maan, patience. Take it slow and keep giving without expectation. She may never love you back, she may not be available to take your love, you have to wait, wait for her to give you time so that you can shower your love and care to her. Intezaar hi tumhari sazza hai’

Geet had been delaying, taking time, talking with everyone but how long could she do. They will start doubting she was avoiding going to him. And then all questioning eyes will go on him because they all knew with what a ‘diwangi’ she had been waiting for him each day.

So at last when it was quarter to 11, she bid good night to all and forwarded towards their room.

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