Part 3 is here for you! A hearty thanks to all those who commented on and liked my SS. I included some VirMaan in this part and since it was my first, please tell me what you thought of it. I tried hard and I will try to make the coming parts better. And I'd like to apologize for missing any PM's and if possible, please add me, it'll make my work much easier. Happy Monday! EHMMBH today! Oh, and congratulations to everyone for reaching second position! 😃 Please comment! And feel free to criticize!
Part 3
Today, Virat decided, he was going to make Jeevika go home and rest and hopefully send Viren home too. Maybe he could get some time with his Bandariya. And he also had a small surprise for her that he couldn't wait to give her. So, with a new found determination, he went to the hospital after hugging his mother who promised to come, visit Maanvi the next day. He didn't know how, but he was feeling better. He'd found a new beacon of hope, from someplace that he doesnt even know but he welcomed the feeling. He also had a gut feeling that he would be alone with Maanvi today.
He reached the hospital before he realized that he was in the car. Thats what love does to person. He walked up to Maanvi's ward with a small smile and opened the door. So, it wasnt just him. Maanvi was sitting up in bed, leaning on the bed rest. Her hand still in her sister's. She was laughing. She looked almost normal, if that was possible. His eyes welled up. His Maanvi was sitting up in bed. She was laughing. Viren and Jeevika were sitting side by side on their respective stools and talking to her.
"Aur phir uska chehra puri tarah se laal ho gaya - Arrey, Chep, tum udhar kya kar rahe ho, ander aane ki invitation doon?" She wasn't whispering but her voice wasnt too loud either. His Maanvi was back. He could see that and couldn't help but laugh. Viren and Jeevika turned around to look at him. His eyes met theirs and he could see what he felt in their expressions. She was getting better. He didn't know how. He didn't care how. All he knew that Maanvi was getting better.
"Chep, tum na, bade ajeeb ho. Ab hass rahe ho. Thode pagal ho gaye ho na. Pata tha. Mujh se 4 ghante ke liye door kya chale gaye, ki tum toh pagal hi he gaye. Jab main humesha ke liye chali jaaongi toh kya karoge?" His smile faded. She still believed that she was going to die. Virat noticed how his Bhabhi's shoulders slumped slightly and Viren shook his head. Maanvi bit her tongue as she saw their reactions.
"Sorry, woh main - "
"Maanvi, tum na, humesha ek Bandariya hi rahogi, jo had se zyada and humesha bakwas baaten karti hain." Maanvi smiled and blinked her eyes slowly at him. A 'thank you' for handling the situation. He nodded back at her. Just because he handled the situation, it didnt mean that he wasn't mad and looking at her guilty face, he knew she understood that.
This was a big issue for them. Although Maanvi was very optimistic and never lost hope, she always subconsciously believed that she was going to die. Whether it was realization that life was short or was it belief that was was going to die, Virat wasnt sure. All he knew was that it was very important that Maanvi stopped believing that, whether consciously or subconsciously.
"Acha, Bhabhi, main soch raha tha ki - "
"Ji, nahi. Main ghar nahi jaane wali." Jeevika spoke firmly and Virat sighed. He knew it would be tough.
"Di! Aap ek hafte se ghar nahi gaye aur ab toh main better feel kar rahi hoon na, toh aap ja sakte ho. In fact. Jiju, aap bhi jao. Thoda romance kar lo" she winked at them and Virat laughed.
"Par, Mannu - "
"Par, var kuch nahi! Aap ghar ja rahi ho!"
"Nahi!"
"Haan!"
"Di! Aap ja rahe ho!"
"Kisne kaha? Tujhe bade sapne aa rahe hain, aaj kal?"
"Diii! Please? Aap mujhse pyaar karte ho na? Toh phir jao! Aapko iss halat mein dekh kar, main chahu (want) bhi na, toh main kabhi theek nahi ho paaongi."
"Maanvi, chup kar! Aise nahi kehte!"
"Toh phir aap jao."
"Nahi."
"Jiju, agar aap abhi, iss waqt, di ko yahan se nahi leke gaye na, toh main apni drip nikaal doongi!"
"Maanvi, tum aisa kuch nahi karogi. Jeevika ko tum pyaar se bhi samjha sakti ho." Viren replied in a no-nonsense tone.
"Di, please?" Maanvi spoke in her most innocent voice, with a smile and tilted her head slightly.
"Ugh, theek hain."
Virat had walked to the other side of Maanvi's bed during the conversation and could see Jeevika's helpless face. He knew Maanvi had succeeded but pitied his Bhabhi, but then realized that he was in the same situation and began pitying himself too.
"Acha, chalo hum chalte hain. Thodi der main wapas aa jaaenge." Viren smiled at Virat.
"Kyun? Nahi! Aap dono, aaj raat, apne ghar mein saath guzaaroge. And that's final." Maanvi folded her hand and turned away.
Before Jeevika could protest, Viren quickly agreed.
"Acha theek hain. Hum chalte hain." Maanvi grinned at him cunningly.
Viren got up and went forward to his sister-in-law and kissed her forehead.
"Apna khayal rakhna." Maanvi smiled in return. Virat could just feel his heart swell up, just looking at her smile.
"Mannu, agar koi bhi problem hogi toh tum ussi waqt Virat ko bata dena aur woh doctor ko bula dega. Think hai? Promise?" Jeevika let go oh her sister's hand and put her hand on Maanvi's head.
"Bhabhi, app pareshan mat hoiye! Main hu na, main sab sambhal loonga and waise bhi, ab iss Bandariya ka kota khatam ho gaya. Ab woh hume aur pareshaan nahi karegi!"
Jeevika looked back at her devar and laughed. Virat looked at his brother's face and just like he anticipated, Viren was beaming and with good reason too. Something must have happened within these four hours.
"Acha ab jao! Bye Di! Bye Jiju!" Jeevika kissed her sister's forehead and left the room, with Viren following behind her.
Virat looked at Maanvi, and their eyes met. He just realized that this was the first time they were together in more than a week. He could just stare into those eyes all day but he smiled at her before sitting on the same stool that Jeevika sat on just a few minutes back. All he did was stare at her, thinking of all those times they spent together, pre-sickness and post-sickness.
"Dekho, Virat, mujhe ye sab pasand nahi hain." He raised and eyebrow at her, confused.
"Aur kya main pooch sakta hoon ki meri Bandariya ko kya pasand nahi hain?"
"Mujhe pata hain ki tum mujhe woh, kya karte ho, woh pyaar vyaar lekin iska matlab yeh nahi ki tum mujhe aise goor kar dekhte raho. Main koi Bhagwan nahi hoon!"
Virat burst out laughing. And here he was almost worried. How typical of her. And now that he started, he couldn't stop laughing either. It had been ages since he laughed like this, maybe it was the relief of seeing her smile. He looked at her once he'd calmed down and caught her staring at him with so much of love and with a small smile on her face. His breath hitched. Times like these made him realize that she loved him as much as he loved her.
"Virat, mujhe pata hain ki sab log bahut pareshaan hain lekin agar tum bhi mere saath aise behave karoge jaise ki main abhi tootne wali hoon, toh main kya karoon? Kahan jaaoon main? Tum mere support system ho aur agar tum yeh baat nahi samjhoge ki main theek hoon, toh phir kaun samjhega?" She was in tears, now and Virat felt guilty. He hated her tears as much as her cancer. He moved forward to wipe those little devils.
"Maanvi, please rona mat. Mujhe pata hain ki tumhe humse jyaada darr hoga - "
"Darr? Kis baat ka darr? Ki main marr jaaoongi?" Virat was about to protest, but she glared at him and he let her talk. "Virat, mujhne marne se darr nahi hain. Sabko marna hota hain. Aur agar main marr bhi gayi na, toh mujhe kya darna? Mere Mummy, Papa and mere Sasur Ji upar mera khayal rakhenge." Virat smiled when she said Sasur Ji. She already thought of them as one. He knew that she did but hearing it from her, had a magic about it that he couldnt describe. "Haan, haan, itna muskuraane ki zaroorat nahi hain (although she herself was smiling as much) Dekhna na, mujhe disturb kar diya! Toh main keh rahi thi ki mujhme jeene ki chaahat hain Virat. Mere paas ek pura parivaar hain. Main kahin nahi jaane wali. Yeh cancer to zindagi ka bas ek khel hain jise humey abhi khel na hain aur bahut jald, yeh khel haar kar khatam hone wala hain."
"Maanvi, kabhi kabhi main sochta hoon ki tum kaise itni himmat juta leti ho? Tum jaisi ho, na waise koi nahi and phir main sochta hoon ki tum meri ho aur main tumhe bata nahi sakta ki mujhe kitni khushi hoti hain. Ab bas tum iss hospital se nikal aao. Tumhe pata hain, maine restaurants aur un sari cheeze ki list bana li hain jo main tumhare saat karna chahta hoon."
"Aur tumse kisne kaha ki main woh sari cheeze karoongi?"
"Main tumhe pooch kar nahi, tumhe utha kar le jaaoonga! Yeh jo tumne hum sabko ko itna pareshaan kiya hain na, uska badla lene wala hoon!" He grinned at her.
"Acha, main t-"
The nurse had just entered. It was time to change to drip, as the bottle that was on was empty now. Virat looked at Maanvi, she was looking down. He'd noticed how she was always looking down when it was something to do with needles or anything that would hurt her. She pretended like it didnt effect her anymore. Like she wasn't scared. He sighed and put his hand under her chin to make her look up, there were tears in her eyes along the the fear that she was trying so hard to mask.
"Maanvi, tumhe mere saamne pretend karne ki zaroorat nahi hain. Tum mere saamne, jitna chaaho roh lo, jitna chaaho chilla (scream) lo, main kuch nahi kahoonga, bas tumhara saath doonga."
Maanvi smiled through her tears and offered her hand to him which he gladly took. She immediately squeezed it and her eyes. The nurse changed the drip and gave him a smile before leaving, he smiled back and Maanvi didn't even know that she'd left.
"Haye, itna pyaar, maan gaye Maanvi. Pyaar karna toh koi tumse seekhe." Maanvi immediately opened her eyes and searched for the nurse and when she found the room empty, she let go of his hand with a jerk realizing that the nurse was done. She gave him a sheepish smile.
The nurse left and Virat looked at Maanvi's hand. Even seeing the drip on her hand pained him and to top it off, there was some dried blood on the back of her hand. He sighed, when he suddenly remembered his surprise, it was small, he knew but it was enough to make Maanvi smile.
He put his hand in his pocket and took out the chocolate that he'd gotten her. It was a Silk, her favorite.
"Chocolate! Tum mere liye laye ho na? Jaldi do mujhe!" She reached out her hand to grab it but he wasn't going to give in just yet.
"Ji, nahi. Pehle aap mujhe bataaiyen ki aap mujhe iss ke badle mein kya dengi?"
"Yeh acha hain. Pehle khud hi chocolate laao aur phir mujhe de bhi nahi rahe. Chep! Do na!" She was whining now, just like a child, just like he liked it.
He tapped his cheek, indicating what he wanted from her and winked at her.
"Viraaat!"
"Mujhe jo chaahiye, pehle mujhe do." He wasn't going to budge, not even a little and looking at her face, he knew that she was that close to giving in.
"Acha, theek hain, idhar aao."
Virat was shocked but he went close to her, just to see what she was planning to do. He knew that she wasn't going to give in so easily. He pulled his stool closer to her so he didnt have to lean, and closed his eyes. He could feel her hot breath on his cheek and his own breath hitched. Just being close to her did that to him, but he always made sure that she never noticed, or even if she did, she never mentioned it. Just when he thought that she was actually going to kiss him, he felt her hand snake through his own and try to snatch the chocolate away from him. Ah, so he was right, but he wasn't letting go. He put his other hand over hers and held it in place there, tightly. And now, she was breathing heavily. He grinned, sometimes, she never knew what he could do and almost always, ended up getting stuck in his grasp.
"Maanvi, shayad tum kuch bhool rahi ho." He knew she was hyperventilating, he had proof for that, but now, he actually wanted to know what she was going to do and he didn't wasnt to push her by any means. He was going to pull away when he felt her lips pressed to his cheek, they lingered there for a minute before she pulled away, but he stayed there, mesmerized. She always seemed to know that right thing to do to take his breath away and now, with him being so emotionally drained, it took quite some effort to prevent the tears from flowing.
He pulled back to look at her, she was blushing, all the while looking down and he couldn't help but to grin at her, sure he'd seen her blush before but it always made him smile. He looked down at her hand, trapped securely between both of his and smiled, bending his head down to her hand and pressed his lips to it before placing his forehead on her hand. He needed a minute, and she seemed to understand that. She let him be, didn't question him, but ran her other hand through his hair, caressing his head lightly and he fell in love with her all over again.
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Right, so that was part 3. I really hope you all liked it and I didn't bore you. Thank you for reading!
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PS. I know that there are many typographical errors, please forgive me. I have tried to minimize them and I'll take more care next time.
Edited by Veronica1504 - 13 years ago
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