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Part-7
Maan was so anxious to come back home and see her face. His eyes were on them all these time. The minute he heard about Nayantara and Dev's bail, he was in shock. How come Maan Singh Khurana missed that information. Did I trusted the law system blindly. Why didn't i kept an eye on them. How come my lawyer can go easy on such matters. The voice of his lawyer just echoed in his head..
'Sorry Maan sir, Dev and nayantara got the bail, and they are out since yesterday'. His throat went dry, no words came out, His eyes just widened, he sat on that bar chair with a weaker mind. He was unable to think anything sharp at that moment. The day totally went wrong. I thought of showing Geet that I can move on my life without her, I just wanted to show her that I can be happy without her. But ..but..is it was a try to believe myself that I can move on without her. It was my ego that blocked my vision, it was my own pride that forced to do all these rubbish thing. And what did I do today.. I did hurt her more with my action. I failed to convince her that I can live without her, I failed to convince myself that I can live without her. It did hurt my heart more than I tried to hurt her. He slowly rubbed on his cheek, where her soft hand forced her to show her pain. She tried to remind me that I am doing wrong, that might have given her the pain than anything.. he placed his empty glass on the counter.
The bearer looked at him, as if asking whether he need another, instead meeting his eyes, he saw MSK sitting with his bowed head, he never seen him like that, whenever he saw MSk always held his head in pride, always looked around with his radiating energy. He had that positive energy circled him all the time.. also never seen him coming to the bar counter for a sip. He stood in confusion with the bottle in his hand..
Suddenly Maan's brain echoed the lawyer's words. He straightened his neck to bring his head up. He raised from the seat.. Geet' ,where is she?.. his leg fastened up.. The party was still going on.. Adi came in front.. he remembered asking Adi about Geet.. but no one seen her.. My God.. what did I do? Where did I go wrong.. then it was a rush out from there asking Adi to handle everything back at farm house.
He drove his jeep with a hope in his eyes.. he was back into reality now. Each curve on the road gave him a hope that Geet may be walking, or standing tired.. The madness in me melted as I saw the accident place at the curb. Involentarily it drawn his attention and as a reflex he pressed hard on the break. People were talking many things. He didn't want to believe anything. He tried to believe it is not his Geet.. his leg felt weak as he walked back to his jeep , he was unable to look at the blood stains on the uneven path, his hope slightly diminished hearing about the attack.. people were saying it was an attempt for robbery..but then Geet was not wearing anything valuable.. she didn't had much of jewellery, she didn't even carried her bag.. but did she? .. as he sat on driver's side, he saw the small cut piece of her duppatta, that stuck to the crack on the pavement. That small piece was flying with its small wings, to tell him who it belongs to. His heart stopped beating for few seconds. He voluntarily shut his eyes. But then he rushed to the crack and took the piece out. He can recognize that piece of cloth easily.. he took that in his hand with a heavy heart.. he made the call to traffic police and it took sometime to get the information.. but he was driving to the nearest possible hospital with a hope.. his heart was saying only one thing..
Geet Mujhe maaf kardo.. all these happened only because of me.. finally when he reached the hospital, the bed was empty'..
Sir , we are here.. driver called him again.. 'sir".. the voice brought him back to reality..
'um'.. he looked around, they are already at the mansion.. he stepped out, but as he walked in, he continued his thought..
Ha, but now I am back.. Now nothing will escape from my eyes. My first priority was to find you and hold you tight under my wings.. nothing else was mattered to me at that moment.. I wanted to make sure that you are safe.. you are with me and I am back in action. And that gives me the strength, now I can fight, I just need you by my side... he saw his Geet sitting in the balcony chair with closed eyes. He felt a relief seeing her so close.. a smile appeared unknowingly.. he went to fresh up without disturbing her.
Maan stood in front of her chair.. tried to read her closed eyes.. only he could think was she is in with some serious thoughts' but then he saw her dried lines of tear path from both corners and as he looked down, he saw her hands resting loosly over her tummy.. he now understood her mind and thought " I need to get you out from this agony Geet, for which I am also a part"..
He kneeled down and slowly enveloped his hands over hers.. Geet shook her head and opened her eyes in fear.. and saw Maan sitting in front of her..
He looked into her frightened eyes..
Maan: dar gayi.. Mei hum Geet..
Geet: aap? Sorry I didn't see you coming in.
Maan: that's ok.. come let's have dinner..
Geet stood on her feet..
Maan: so How was your trip with daadi..
Geet looked at him with satisfaction saying everything went fine.. he knew everything about their trip.. he send people behind them, who kept updated him every now and then. But still he wished to hear from her..
They had their dinner with small talks with daadi about the trip. Geet helped Nakul to settle everthing. MSK was attending a call from his lawyer.. he asked for detailed inofrmaton on the case, he wanted to know where he went wrong, where did he went weak.. he was unable to keep in touch with them, as he was busy getting everything in action along with daaadi and Geet's travel updates. . Geet went upstairs. She saw him on the phone. As he saw her coming in, he went to the wardrobe and took her night dress out ( blue dots ones) and handed that to her with a smile, as he was still on his phone.. Geet understood he is talking to someone seriously, but still he managed to give her the dress. She turned her head once to look at him and saw him checking onto some documents seriously.
She saw him still on the phone as she came out. She went to the balcony and stood there. The darkness did not block her vision. She could easily see the garden. The plants still awake and dancing with soft wind .. she crossed her hands across her chest as she felt the coldness of the night. She looked up and found the peeking stars.. she loved watching them.
She used to do that on her fields. She sneek out with her little sister, and went to the fields and lay on her back on the grass looking up high into the sky.. and used to draw patterns with connecting the twinkling stars.. sometimes on the house terrace,but she loved the field one better...'
'Is my sister still looking at those stars and drawing the patterens.. her sister's face crossed her mind.. she tightened her arms around her chest again as it gave the familiar coldness to her skin..
is it the same wind that used to brush my skin and fly away..
is it the same wind that used to fly my duppatta high.. when i walked through the muddy roads of Hoshiarpur..
is it the same wind that used to bring the raindrops on my path..
is it the same wind that we used to run against.. Shouting at our highest throat...'
suddenly she wanted to embrace that wind as if she felt it coming from her land brushing her sister's fragrance and bringing them to her..
But then a pair of warm hands slide over her waist line and took her weight , she came back to reality and realized her back resting onto his strong body as he circled his arms around her tummy..
Maan: are you feeling cold.. she heard his voice so near to her ears.. she felt the tickling..
Geet: nahi tho.. she forced her voice out..
Maan: but you look like..
Geet didn't say anything.. they stood in that posture for sometime'
She felt the wetness over her shoulder.. she jerked and turned to look at him.. but he held her strong, so that she won't see his pain. He cried silently all these time by bringing the angry face or the irritated face, or recently forced himself to smile in front of her...' geet again tried to look at his face, but he didn't let her..
Maan: don't try to look at my face now Geet.. please.. he requested. He didn't want her to see his inner voice.. his struggle..
Geet stood like a statue for a minute, but then slowly enveloped his arms with hers. She held them tight to her body.. he felt her force on him.. that gave him the comfort that he needed for long time. He slowly closed his eyes to get the strength to speak out.
First time he struggled to find the words out. First time he struggled to get his voice out.. but he needs to.. he can't see her suffering silently.. this is not his Geet.. this is not what he wanted.. he wanted her to be happy. He never saw her crying in front of him for her real struggles'.... instead she cried for the misdoing at the office, that all were nothing in front of her actual personal incidents.. she was very strong to hold that in her and fought with her destiny and struggled her best to bring her little one to this world.. and now because of me, she lost that, unknowingly I am the reason for her silence. It hurt me more than anything.. I never did that intentionally, but the situations and my ego forced me to, and now you lost everything'.... he wanted to say everything out, but nothing came out as words.. everything stuck back in his throat' ....first time he called out in his mind.. BABAJI..help me too ..'
Time paased by, Geet still holding onto his arms strongly, tried to comfort him.. she wanted to wipe those tears, but he is not letting her.. when he tried to do that for her, why he is not letting me do it for him.. she falt sad.. but then she heard his feable mumblings..
Maan: Geet, you know why you are different from anyone else ..
She tried to look at him sideways.. but she failed..
Maan: because you are stronger than me'
She again struggled to look at him..
Geet: aap'.
Maan: shu'... let me talk,' please'
She stood in silence..
Maan: Ha Geet, you are stronger than me. You faced your destiny with a hope, but I failed to keep that hope in you'
Somehow those words gave her the full meaning of his tears.. he is thinking himself responsible for the loss.. she didn't say anything , but stood in that same state..
Maan: I don't know whether I can bring the trust back, I know I hurt you really badly .. but in your silence you became mine'.... I am sorry.. I never mean to hurt you.. if possible please forgive me',.... I forced you to be mine but I wanted to see you by my side.. I can't live without you Geet.. I cannot leave everything behind and embrace the destiny that you wished when you sit under that banyan tree.. Daadi needs me,
He continued his voice in trance: ha, she needs me Geet.. her hope is only in me for now. She took care of all of us when our parents and my grandpa died in that fatal accident. She held us all strong and managed the business. . but things fallen apart when we grow up and she throw us all out from this mansion.. But I knew she needed us, so even though she said that harsh words at that time, I stayed in outhouse, near to her, took over the company as I saw her struggling to compete in todays' business world. I didn't wanted her to look at her as a failure, for what she did for us, and just for us. She should have shattered into pieces the moment she saw the lifeless body of her nearones. Instead she look at us.. I never seen her crying for her loss... but I can still see the same hope in her eyes as she look at us. She held all three of us strong under her shoulder as the fire from the funeral was engulfing by the dark smoke'.... she made us to look up at the clear sky beyond the dark cloud.. so how can I leave her behind and embrace the destiny that you wished for..
But to live upto daadi's hope, I need you.. I don't know what is in your mind about me after all that happened, but still you are my hope, and I can't live a second without you.. maybe I am so selfish.. Maan singh Khurana is selfish...'
his tears rolled down her shoulder, wetting her inner heart.. she heard what all he said..
he said so much in his shivering voice.. she heard everything. She stood froze, controlling her heartbeat.. she realized his loosening grip..
Slowly she took the courage to see his unknown face. The real face of Maan Singh Khurana., the angry young business tycoon..
She looked into his reddish big eyes. She raised her hands up and dried his cheeks, and forced herself to bring a smile on her face and said: so, this is the actual face of Maan Singh Khurana..
he just looked at her tear filling eyes.. but then she didn't say anything.. all she could do was just circle her arms around his chest level and dig her face in his chest .. and then slowly tightened her grip'... tried to take all his pain in hers, tried to tell all those comforting words that stuck in her throat.. she wished she could speak like him, atleast once just for his comfort.. but she failed.. all she could do was just tighten her grip further and cry out in his embrace..
He heart was beating closer to him.. it was pacing faster.. very fluttery, just like his....' he tightened his grip on her.. his arms just covered her completely',,.... she went toatally into him..
They didn't feel the tiny rain drops that was kissing over their body.. their tears got immersed in the magic of nature. They stood in each others embrace under the coolness of heavy rain drops.. they didn't see the lightening up in the dark sky, they didn't see the loud thunder that tried to pierce their ears.. all she could hear was his heartbeat and he could hear was hers and now the beats got synchronized by the words of nature'.
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Thanks you friends. I don't know what I am writing.. don't know whether I am boring you. It just comes to me as I sit down to write. So nothing is planned ahead..I thought i may be able to bring Geet's words, but it happened the other way.. so If I am wasting your time, let me know. I can wrap it up quick.. but if you still like it, please click that like button and I am waiting to hear from you..'
Precap: Maan; yes doctor, I understand it. And looked at Geet as she walked towards them.
Part-8 https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/1531739/ff-shadow-of-geet-hui-sabke-pyari-complete?pn=16
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Edited by avi4rubi - 14 years ago
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