The Bitter Truth ff - Page 3

Geet was pacing her bedroom the next morning,someone had purposely removed all her clothings and replaced them.Do I have to wear a sari every single day now?Feeling dizzy from pacing the room she sat down on her bed and held the pink sari in her hands.Someone had put it on her bed,how could she not notice?Was she really a deep sleeper?Gently tracing the designs on the sari,she admired how beautiful it was.She slowly made her way to the washroom and began striping off her clothes,thats when she noticed the big gash on her stomach.With tears rolling down her face,she recalled the events that took away her dreams of having a baby in 5 months.Her memories as a child were vivid dreams.She was the light of her parents,while Birji was tough and cold Geet was sweet and bubbly.She was everyone's favourite,through her mid teens Geet became the respect of her family.Although destiny had different plans for her.

Last night Maan had kind of hinted liking her,and she had accidently returned his feelings.She did not know when and how she fell in love with Maan.He was always cold to her,but she knew behind his coldness lied a very kind hearted man.Her confession to Maan was not only a suprise to him,but to her aswell.Finally wearing the sari,she looked in to the mirror and realized how happy she looked.She had a certain glow to her face,as if she wore the right bronzer.Applying a little bit of kajal and Mascara,Geet let loose her hair from the bun.Combing her hair,she grabbed her straightner and began trying to make her hair look decent.She did not know why she was going through so much trouble.Hopefully Maan would like the fact she was trying to smile.Wait!Maan again."Geet tu gayi kaam se"Geet said out loud whil making her way over to her bed.Thats when she noticed the card.

Dearest Geet,

Pink,its the colour that you never think about wearing,but you would look beautiful in it.Dont keep me waiting,tumhain pata hai na ke tumhare boss ko late ane wale log bilkul nai pasand!Khair tum aao Office,idher aaj hum sab mile nashta ker rahen hain.Dadi bhi ayen hui hain,aur haan driver se kehna ke apni nazrein road pai rakhe,tum per nai!

Yours truly

Maan Singh Khurana

With a smile on her face Geet grabbed her bag and made her way out of the house and in to the car.The ride to the Office was very awkward,poor Nakul would not even look at her."Aye babaji,bechare Nakul ki kya galti hai....Yeh Sir bhi Na.....Uff waise main jhoot nai boolongi per mujhe acha lagta hai jab maan mera itna kayal rakhta hai"Geet thought to her self.Reaching the office she gave Nakul some money for his children."Uncle aap yeh apne bachoon ke liye rakh lein."Geet said to the Man,and with that she made her way to her Cabin.

"Are Geet,tumain pata hai ke aaj Maan sir ne smile kiya!Uff Aab toh triple DDD ho gayen hain.Woh sabke liye nashta bhi laye.."her best friend Pinky said in one sentence.

"Oh hey Geet,welcome back.Dekho mujhe tumhare se maafi mang ne hai.Main tumhari bohot respect kerti hoon Geet.Per maine tumhare saath theek nai kiya,what say friends?"Sasha said offerring her hand to Geet.

"Kuch nai hota yaar,galti hoti hai na!Waisey aaj sab larkian sari kyon pehn ke ayen hain!"Geet turned to look at Pinky and Sasha,who were both modeling a plain sari.

"Pata nai!Maan sir ne kaha tha.Woh abhi kisi ko lene gayen hain.Koi Prem Kapoor.Unka dost hai Canada se move hua hai idher."Sasha said while trying to tie her hair in to a bun.

Geet wondered who this Man was,but she let it slide the name sounded very familliar.Entering her cabin she was hit by the aroma of red rosses.Quickly grabbing a rose out of the vase,she read the attached note.

Dear Geet.

Laal it represents love...Magar mere liye Laal bataon kiya maine rakhta hai!Red is the color of your lips,the color of your blush and most of all Red represents the document that brought us together.Your land documents,that you ripped in front of my eyes!Hmmm and the smell reminds me of the way you smell in the morning.Sweet but dangerous.SO accept these,and wait for me!I will be back soon enough.By the way suna hai ke aaj eik pari hamere office ayi hai...Lagta hai tumne aaj bohot larkiyon ko peeche chor diya hai.Per tum batao...Tum per kiska haq hai ziada?

Love,

Maan.

"Prem kapoor,lagta hai mujhe apna competition mile gaya hai!Kaise ho tum Yaar!"Maan grabbed his best friend and hugged him tightly.

"Oye Maan tu hasne laga hai?Aur yeh kiya?Maan Singh Khurana is wearing a red shirt."Prem looked at his friend with a smile,someone had changed the kadoos.

Grabbing his lugage,Prem made his way to the car with Maan.Stopping to breath in the air of his coutnry.He was back,and no one could stop him from finding his true Love Geet.Geet and Prem both went to school together,until he turned 16.Now 21 like Geet,Prem had come back after finishing university in Toronto.He had an degree in Computer Science.Prem can still remember his sweet geet,who always wore to braids and small hoop earings..Before leaving he knew that telling her that he loved her would only tie her down.He did not want that,his only hope was that Geet was not in love with someone else.

The ride to Maan's office was quite,but Maan looked nervous.Prem smiled at his friend and closed his eyes thinking about geet.Where was she now?When he called two weeks ago,her mother had told him she had left the country.Not knowing how to find Geet,he promised to get help from Maan.Reaching the office he saw his friend race to the elevator."Are Maan wait toh karo koi kahen nai ja raha.

Geet was fixing a coffee for Maan and his new friend,when she felt a strong wind blow her hair in to her face.The wind felt familliar,it reminded her of her childhood.Turning around she came to face with Maan and someone oddly familliar.Finally snapping out of her thoughts she twirled around and asked Maan how she looked.

"Uh...Geeet tum sure toh ho na ke Nakul ne tumain kuch kaha nai."Maan asked a little worry.

"Sir main sahi kehti hoon,apko doctor ki zaroorat hai,Nakul mere abbu ki age ka.Kuch toh sharam kerein.She rolled her eyes and looked at Prem.

"Hi,Main Geet Handa Hoon.Aap Prem hai na?Maan ke dost!Pata nai aap itna familliar kyon lag rahen hain"Geet asked Prem who slwoly realized that this was HIS Geet.

GEET,Are main yaad nai tumhain.Prem Kapoor,tumhara BEST FRIEND.Eik phone call bhi nai ker sakhti thi tum.Wasaiy tum toh bohot hi pyari nikli.Mujhe kiya pata tha ke Maan ke office main meri bffl kaam kerti hai."With having said that he watched geets eyes filled with tears and he opened his arms waiting for her to run to him.

Geet was so happy today,she loved Prem like a brother.They shared so many good memories together,making mud pies,pulling pranks on teachers.Geet ran to his waiting hands leaving a totaly jealous Maan behind.Maan watched Geet run in to Prems hand and hold him tight.While hugging Prem,Geet silently Cried and hit his cheast in protest.Looking at Maan she moved to hug him,knowing he was protective of her,and thats when she melted Maan with her words.Closing the distance between Maan and her,she put her hands around his neck and gently whispered."Maan do not worry,meri zindagi main sirf eik insaan ke liye pyar hai.Woh ho tum Maan.Aaj main jo bhi hoon woh sirf tumhari waja se hoon."Gently placing an innocent kiss on his earlobe she moved away from a very shocked Maan.Prem who could not hear or see what had just happen with his two friends.Quickly watched Geet tell Maan everyone was waiting in the office to have breakfest.She looked at Prem and slowly tugged his arm,she wanted to catch up with him and introduce him to sasha and pinky.

Maan on the other hand was frozen.Did Geet just confess her love?Shaking his head he made his way to the confrence room,where the buffet had been set up.What was it he saw in Prem's eyes?Wait!Geet can not be the same girl that Prem told him about.Oh no no no!Someone was going to get hurt badly,he had to be careful.

Prem on the other hand,was shocked to see how beautiful and kind Geet had become.She still talked like a machine,but it was her identity.He watched as her hair slowly blew out of her face,and in to his face."Geet main bhi kuch bool loon"Prem asked feeling like he would never be able to speak.