FF: New York times with Maan and Geet Thread 2 - Page 47

Originally posted by: shivangi783

Hi Hasini😊

Finally you slept😛 Good😳

Lights on, Tv on, Laptop running and you asleep-this shows how tired you must be. Glad you slept and didn't lose on any work you typed.

It must be morning there, right?

What are the plans for today?

Originally posted by: 6thElement

We trust you Hasini.

I agree it should be handled slowly.

It will take time.

Have fun today.

Originally posted by: 6thElement

Today, I will work from hotel for sometime, or after Geet will get ready and go to some Cafe. I'm pretty random for this trip.

Evening at Central Park and might catch a broadway musical. Thinking about Phantom of the Opera. Its a classic but a love story, so thinking if I should torment myself more.

Thanks for all your wishes. Yes I guess I finally caught up with sleep.

Pictures are sure being taken on my iphone. Dont know the clarity. will go back home and post.

I guess somebody had asked me if I was meeting anyone here.

No I came here just to get a feel of NY. I'm in no mood to meet anyone now. I'm good with my happy self :)

Originally posted by: shivangi783

I don't know why but i am really excited for your Central Park visit.

Hmmm, okays. Enjoy the day.

BTW you'l be loving today's episode. Daadi finally found her shore. Maaneet moments really cute. Daadi teasing Maan😆 Kitchen scene was good again😉 Maan seeming to be scared of his wifey😆 And Nakul is back and he is teasing Maan🤣

Originally posted by: 6thElement

Why are you excited? Are you expecting me to bump into someone there? I really dont want to, for now I'm in very vulnerable state...Babaji....

I just finished watching it. It was ok...seriously somebody has to give Maan, some advise on how to handle his half married wife...

I'm not going to say anything more, for I dont want to offend bigger fans....

Like Maan's expression when Daadima entered the room and they had hugged the moment before.

Hated Geet's insensibility to not check if he wanted some tea...for she was making it only for herself.

Yes liked Nakul is getting back.

I liked this punjabi folk music that they play in the background. Normally they used to use it a lot, when Dev and Geet were getting married. I always wanted to to be used for Maan and Geet for it is lovely. Finally they did today when both of them were on the scene.

They had used it for a very short while during the engagement parts, When Geet gets Daadima'a aashirvad and Maan blesses her from the window. I dont know how many times I would have seen that scene. there was something that made me feel good about it.

Wondering why the Precap was about Meer and Dev.

Anyways, tomorrow all the kajal and the lipstick will a bummer once again . Why all the build up?

I really really miss jake not to make something of it.

But thought would juss comment on your comments...hehe...haahaaa

Part 56 Leaning tower of Pisa

Geet:"Aur kitna der lagega Maan?"

<Maan's monologue>

She couldn't bear the pain. It didn't bleed after last night. She managed to sleep light after I held her in my arms. We cleared out early from Bijoy's place and took the cab the entire way to Shillong airport. The winding paths and the difference in elevation, made it worse for her. She cried when the charter took off for Delhi. We were unable to check with a doctor at Shillong as well for she wanted to make it back to Delhi no matter what. She was so adamant to get back home.

Maan:"45 more mts Geet. Ab kaisa hain?"

She opened her eyes to answer me. She was in the seat opposite mine and had rested her head on her left shoulder, with eyes shut tight, perhaps even wincing in pain.

Geet:"Bahuth dard ho raha hain Maan"

I didn't even want to venture in that area for something kept telling me that I was the reason she was suffering. There was something that I had overlooked or had overdone…or perhaps underdone which had caused her this pain. My head was breaking into a million pieces, trying to figure out what it could be.

The 45 mts was the worst to pass. We landed and the car was ready to take us directly to the hospital. Daadima was going to meet us there with food for both of us. It was already 2.00 PM and she had not eaten anything. She couldn't swallow for her ear canal ached everytime she moved her jaw.

She was leaning on my shoulder all the way to the hospital, squeezing my arms whenever we passed over pits or speed bumps. It must have ached everytime there was some kind of a jolt in the car. I tried to comfort her in every possible way. I kissed her often and held her close. I even apologized and I didn't know why I had done that. I was going crazy inside but I maintained a calm self outside for I didn't want to bother her with my panicky self. She would smile everytime I would kiss her on the forhead and that made me kiss her more often than anything else.

At the hospital.

I couldn't sit back in the chair as the doctor had her inside the examination room. I was pacing outside the door and moved in swiftly as soon as they asked me to come in.

She was still lying down on the examination bed and had her hand resting on her forehead. What had happened?

Doctor:"Dariyega mat Mr.Khurana. She only has an ear infection. Were you guys in water for a long time?"

I couldn't express the relief I had felt at hearing the doctor's words.

Maan:"Haan…bahuth der paani main te…actually do din continuously"

Doctor:"May be that is what has done it? We need to keep under examination, for I'm suspecting it to be labyrinthitis"

Didn't he just say she was fine? Then why does he suspect this labyrinthitis? Why keep her under examination? Is this something serious? I hope he doesn't wait a moment longer to give me the answer.

Doctor:"The bleeding may be just a one time thing, but her lose of balance is almost confirming that it is labyrinthitis. Lets wait for the test results to come out. If it is then it will take its own time to cure. There is nothing that can bring back her sense of balance until the infection goes down"

Sense of balance?

Doctor:"She will have a sense of falling often but she will not faint. I recommend someone to be with her all the time, to hold her if at all she is walking or doing something. I will prescribe something for the pain. It will only last a day at the max, but I cant guarantee anything about her balance issues"

I was dumbstuck for I didn't know if this was good or bad. The pain was only going to last a day, but the balance issue will take time. Hmmm. Ok. I can take care of that as long as the pain was rid out of her.

Maan:"Aur yeh bleeding, hearing issues, kuch problem nahin na?"

Geet:"Maan, I can hear fine"

She assured me as she continued to stay on the examination bed.

Doctor:" Labyrinthitis in very rare cases, causes loss of hearing, but I think she should be fine. We will monitor Mr.Khurana. Don't worry"

The doctor prescribed us her antibiotics and we left the place. In the meantime I had called and asked Daadima to stay back at the mansion, for I was convinced that it was not all that serious. I stopped at the pharmacy to pick up the medecines, while she stayed in the car. I waited while the pharmicist was packing the medecines for me. I was leaning at the counter when she peeped through the window and called out to me. I walked back to the car.

Geet:"Maan, I want Dairy milk."

She smiled the sweetest smile while she asked for that piece of chocolate. I was lost in her smile as it had been quite a while since I saw her break into one. Quite a while if I was right for she had been an emotional wreck the last couple of days. I would always hear a bag of pearls drop to the ground next to me when she did that and I just found one even slide next to my feet. I smiled for all the poetry that was going in my mind.

Geet:"I don't want the big one. There used to be this 5 rupees one, rectangular thin one…that is the one that I want. Maa hamesha dhukhan se wahi leke aate the…please.."

I was moved by the way she craved for such simple things. I felt like to a teenager for I wanted to impress her.

Maan:"Yahan pe dekta hoon Geet…nahin toh tumhe ghar drop karke kahin aur try karta hoon…teek hain"

Geet:"Nahin…just see if its there, else you don't have to go…"

I walked back to the pharmacy and checked if they had this particular sized Dairy milk. To my surprise they had. Apparently it was no longer 5 rupees, it was 12 and I got all 28 of them that they had.

I got in the car and gave her the medicine first and then handed her the bag of chocolates. She beamed and came close to hug me. I kissed her on her forehead. The driver eyed us through the rear view mirror.

Maan:"Aage Dek ke chalao Pramod"

She smiled and buried her head into my shoulder.

Geet:"Ab tho teek hain Maan…I think I was just missing home"

She smiled once again, but I felt she was hiding something. We were home and she got out of the car. Shrivastav and Daadima came out to welcome us. Our luggage was picked up and she stepped on the first step when she was leaning backwards, about to fall. I was right behind her and so I pushed her forward with my right hand on her back. I put my duffel down and lifted her in my arms.

Geet:"Maan mujhe chakkar nahin aa raha hain…please mujhe neeche vutariye"

Daadima:"Geet beta koi baat nahin…ab aap kaise hain?"

She snapped out and turned to answer Daadima for she was looking into into me, lost in thought.

Geet:"Daadiji, main teek hoon. Aur aap kaise hain?"

Daadima:"Main tek hoon beta. Aapka tabhiyat hi ab teek nahi hain. Maan phone main bahuth chinta kar rahe the"

As Daadima turned to walk inside, she turned towards me in my arms to speak to me.

Geet:"Woh to vo hamesha karte hain, hain na?"

She rested her head on my forehead and stayed that way all the way to our room. Our room? That was the first time; my mind had coined that word. Our room. When was I going to get over the fact that she is already married to me? I smiled. I lay her down on the bed and she didn't let me go. I went around to sit next to her.

Maan:"Sach bolo Geet, ab bhi dard ho raha hain kya?"

I was pushing the hair by her forehead. She turned her face away from me and winced in pain.

Geet:"Dard toh hain Maan. I just want to be able to sleep tonight"

Maan:"Main tumhare liye kuch leke aata hoon. Kake sojavo Geet"

She held my hand as I got up to leave.

Geet:"Please Maan aap mere saath hi baitye na…"

I went closer to her and moved on top of her to kiss her. She didn't shy away and responded with the same fervor. We kissed for a long time.

Maan:"I would never do that except for the fact kissing produces endorphins…"

She smiled and completed it for me

Geet:"And they are natural pain killers…I know"

This time, she pulled me closer and unbuttoned my shirt to move her hand onto my shoulders and around my neck.

<Geet's monologue>

He was taking my mind off the pain and our passion intensified. He slid his hand underneath me and his other hand, pulled my saree off to kiss my neck. He came up to kiss my lips once again…when someone knocked at the door.

Maan:"Ek Minute…main abhi aa raha hoon…"

He pulled away and tidied his appearance and gave me a few minutes to pull myself together. He went ahead to get to the door and saw that it was Shrivastav and Daadima was close behind.

Shrivastav:"Daadima aapke liye khana beje hain…"

Shrivastavji came in to place the tray and left as Daadima entered. Daadima, asked both of us to eat immediately and advised me to take rest to feel better. She wished us good night and left us soon for she was retiring early too that night. I got up to see her off and she came close to kiss my forehead before she could leave. To her I was the same as Maan and that made me feel like I was home once again. I closed the door and he had already taken the plate to the window sitting and was waiting for me.

I walked to sit close to him. He wanted to feed me but I didn't feel like eating. He didn't want to eat either. He pulled me to sit close to him and had his arm around me. It was dark already and the rain clouds were gathering for a shower. It was gloomy and silent. I asked him for one of the chocolate bars and I unwrapped it to feed on chocolate for dinner. I slowly bit small sized pieces and let the chocolate melt in the warmth of my mouth and then let them slide down like they were liquid. That was the only way I could eat and swallow. There was just one other thing I could make an exception for and that was to kiss him. I smiled.

Maan:"Kya hua…kyon has rahi ho…your mood swings are something I really have to watch out for"

I knew what he meant. The last couple of days had been quite a ride with my emotions running high. It had just been 4 days since our marriage and we had not had any real fun. I wondered what I could do for he had been in a state of panic ever since my ear infection started and prior to that he was handling me and my mood swings as well. Bechara Maan.

The rain started and it was a gentle sprinkle outside. He was watching rugby on his laptop and kept to himself even though we were seated close at the window seating. The power went out and his laptop shut down for the battery didn't work. It was purely functioning on the outlet power. He was pretty put off and it was understandable as his wife and his laptop, his second wife technically were both sick and out. I had an internal chuckle. I really wanted to do something for him to cure him of his boredom and I didn't want to let him down like his second wife. Something came up to my mind and my usual self would never do it, but for all that he had endured I wanted to now. I had given him a memorable valentine' day, but this day was no less special for me not to plan something nice for him.

Geet:"Want to play Maan?"

He turned and looked at me with a smile. I was sure he thought I was referring to a board game.

Maan:"What do you want to play?"

I was sly.

Geet:"Rugby…and in the rain"

He laughed out loud. No way he thought I was joking. I wanted to tell him that I was serious in every way.

I got up and wanted to make it inviting for him too. I went to his closet and picked up his white kurta that was now written off as mine and walked to change. He followed and stopped at the changing room.

Maan:'Geet Tum kya kar rahi ho…pagal to nahi hogayi ho..."

He waited outside while I changed and walked out. His eyes were wide in shock and I was shy too for I was just wearing his kurta and skipped my pajamas.

He stammered and his eyes followed me as I walked into the room.

Maan:"Geet agar tumhe lag raha hain…ki …main…tumhe…is kurta main…You will hurt….more…."

I walked back to him and blew on the chocolate that was now in my hand to melt it a little. I smeared a little of it close to his chin and lips and tried to eat it off his skin. He was blinking and I was sure he didn't know what he had to process, me in a white kurta or the sweetest chocolate kiss he had got.

Geet:"Every goal you score, I will give you one…."

He was the best for I never had to finish any such statements for him to understand. He instantly unbuttoned his shirt and scooped me in his arms and we walked out in the rain. I wanted to make it interesting for him, but he had made it difficult for me to look elsewhere for now he was shirtless with a dark blue jean, with the rain pouring down on him and his wet hair…Geet…game pe concentrate kar…But do I care? I wanted him to win.

<Maan's monologue>

It was the craziest thing I would sign up for, but she was doing it for me. She didn't have to dress up in that kurta, nor did she have to give me those...I was impressed for she was thinking about me even when her pain was blocking her mind from food and sleep. I gave in.

<Geet's monologue>

He ran around with the ball in his hands, I tried to run backwards and tried to block him. He would move the ball all over, from top to his side and I would move close to him and there would be a moment of lapse to come close to kiss or hold each other, but we would break out to go ahead with the game. Everytime when he was close to winning, I would attempt to play fierce but would eventually let him win. The current score was Maan 2 and Geet 0. This time the ball was in my hand. I tried to run around him when I felt I was losing my balance. I was leaning to my left and was about to fall, when he came in time to hold me.

Maan:"Geet ab bahuth hogaya…andar chalte hain. I can't have you slip and fall on the ground…Samjhi. Main jaanta hoon, ki tum ye sab mere liye kar rahi hain, lekin…hum khel ke bina bhi…"

He came close to kiss me. It was our first kiss in the rain. I dropped the ball and moved closer to hold him with my hands around his neck. He lifted me off the ground a bit and I was standing on my toes to reach his lips. His hand by my waist was holding me tigther and pulled me closer. Everything was just perfect and his kiss left a warm tingle behind. We walked inside hand in hand and he whispered "Tum tho nautanki nikhli…aur filmy bhi". I simply smiled and turned away. We were dripping wet, but both of us didn't mind entering the house that way. I got some tea lights from the closet downstairs and ran up to our room before anyone can see me. He was already there and handed me the towel. I placed the tea lights all around the room in random places and lit them one by one. He helped me by lighting the tea lights as well and started off on the other side of the room and we met at the window seating. He kept the lighter down and held me close. I was lost in his eyes and couldn't move. He took the other lighter in my hand and placed it on the side and tangled his fingers with mine and pulled my arms behind my back. He lifted me up and carried me to the….dressing room? Yeh! Kya hogaya hain inhe?

Geet:"Maan yahan pe kyoon…"

Maan:"Pehle change karlo, baad me dekhenge…"

He cut me off before I could finish and let me down.

Geet:'Lekin yahan pe tho bahuth andera hain, aur agar main ghir gayi tho?"

He simply smiled.

Maan:"Natunki…"

He walked to get me two tea lights and placed it next to the mirror. He turned me for us to face the mirror. The flame danced in the thin air in the room and it gave a soft glow to the images in the mirror. It was indeed a beautiful union that the night was celebrating. He hugged me from behind and his hands moved slowly over my waist. I leaned back on his shoulder and he kissed me by the neck. We were getting carried away and we broke off mutually. He was embarrassed for his intentions had changed in that weak moment.

Maan:"Chalo jaldi change karlo."

He picked up his clothes to change in the bathroom and left.

I took up a copper sulphate blue saree and adorned it with the diamonds Daadima had given me. It had the usual backless choli and I smiled…Aah! It ached.

He was already there at the window seating. I walked to him and he pulled me to seat me on his lap. I hugged him by his neck. I had missed him already. He was in his white vest and pajamas, dressed lightly to go to bed. I let him go from my hold and he leaned back as I continued to sit on his lap. His hand came around me to hold me by my bare back and played with the strings from my choli. His gaze pierced me.

Geet:"Aise kya dek rahen hain aap?"

Maan:"Dek raha hoon…ki tumhe kitna aaram se banaya honge tumhare babaji"

I couldn't hear what he said. Babaji? Why is Maan talking about Babaji?

Geet:"Kya? Aap khon Babaji ke baare main baat kar rahe hain?"

He was worried. He came closer.

Maan:"Geet tumhe sunayi nahi de raha hain?"

I was able to hear him now.

Geet:"Nahin Maan, ab tho sunayi de raha hain"

I wanted to check if it was bleeding again. I didnt want to ask him to do it, for I was sure the very statement would instill panic in him once again. I got up from his lap and walked to the mirror. I was relieved when it looked all-dry, but he had followed me and saw me check my ears. I didn't need anyone to tell me that he was going to be in a state of panic once again all through the night.

Maan:"Geet, sab teek tho hain?"

He came close and held my face in his hands, with concern.

Geet:"Maan…"

Before I could respond, he continued with fear in his eyes.

Maan:"Sunayi tho de raha haina?"

Geet:"Haan Maan. Bilkul. It must have been a momentary thing."

He let me go and I was walking back to the window sitting…when I again lost my balace and he pulled me close by my waist. I smiled.

Geet:"Aapko tho yeh acha bahana de diya hain…yeh labyrinthitis"

Maan:"Mujhe koi bahana nahin chaiye, tumhe mere paas laane ke liye…"

He turned me and slid his other hand over my waist, inside my saree and pulled me closer. I held him by his vest and rested my forhead on his chest.

Geet:"Kal hum ghar vapas jaa rahen hain…yaad haina aapko?"

Maan:"Haan…can't wait"

I was excited.

Geet:"Mujhe yakeen nahin ho raha ki…aap itne…"

He raised his eyebrow in question and let go of me and we sat there at the window sitting. It was a dark night, but the tea lights inside, made it cozy for us. I moved closer to sit between his legs. He hugged me from behind. I couldn't ask more to ease my pain. It was the best I could get for now.

Maan:"Main itne kya Geet?"

He came close to kiss me on my cheek.

I turned to look at him for I wasn't sure how he would take it.

Geet:"Ki…aap itne cute ho"

He thought for a second and got back at me

Maan:"Aaaj tak Maan singh Khurana ko kisi ne Cute nahi kahan hain…tumhe itni zurr.."

I cut him off.

Geet:"Haan pata hain…Main tho aapko Dhust dhanav hi samaj thi thi...lekin ab tho aap…cute dikte ho…"

Oops what had I told him? Babaji?

Maan:"Dhust Dhanav?"

He was angry, or was that his fake anger? I didn't know.

Maan:"Tumhe main Dhust Dhanav jaise dik raha hoon"

Geet:"Dikne main tho nahin, lekin, gussa…Babaji hi aapko bachaye…I just couldn't handle it. Before I knew you were not married, I really thought you had wife problems at home and were taking it out on us"

He was listening to me as if I was telling him a story.

Maan:"Hmmm…Aur"

Geet:"And on the second day I came to know you were not married. Tab tho bilkul confused ho gayi thi…samaj nahi aa raha tha…ki aap itne gussa kyon ho te the…Yaad hain vus din, jab maine aap ke vupar coffee girayi thi…"

Maan:"Haan turkish coffee…woh bhi garam garam"

I felt bad.

Geet:"Sorry…Main kya karti…aap mere saamne aise aa gaye the, aur woh bhi itne paas...main aapko deke ke…aur mere haath ko bhi tho itna kas ke pakde the…aur aapke aankhein badi badi…"

I just didn't know what I was saying, for I was living that moment. I buried myself into him.

Maan:"Aur bolona Geet…"

I wanted to, but my ear was aching again from all the laughter. I held my ear with my hand.

Maan:"Actually, tum aaram kar. Sojaa Geet"

I couldn't hear what he was saying.

Geet:"Kya bol rahe hain aap…do you want me to tell you more or not?"

He was so concerned. He panicked and was about to get up.

Geet:"Please Maan, aap shaanth ho jaayi ye. Hum kal subhe dek lenge"

He took me in his arms and let me lie down on his shoulders to sleep. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time and we broke into conversations from time to time. He didn't encourage the conversations, as he wanted me to fall asleep.

<Maan's monologue>

Finally she did and it was too late by then. I wondered what was happening to her. She was able to hear me fine sometimes and at other times she didn't hear me at all? I wanted to check with the doctor first thing in the morning.

I must have slept off too for Daadima was there opening the room door. I didn't mind for she was still in my arms and we were at the window sitting. It must be weird for her to see me to like this, but I couldn't move, for that would wake her up and I was not ready to do that yet. She eyed the food tray and it was still full. She sighed and was upset with us.

<Daadima's monologue>

Aisa hamesha Geet ko vute ke rakenga tho khud ka dekh bhal kaise karenge Maan.

He didn't move to eat for she was still sleeping on him at the window seating. Pata Nahin Maan soye bhi nahin. Raat bar jaage hue lag rahe hain

Daadima:"Maan beta aap kuch tho kalijiye"

<Maan's monologue>

As she said that, Shrivastav came in with the breakfast tray and took the one from last night. I had not brushed, but didn't mind a bite. I was indeed hungry.

Maan:"Daadima, please main baad main kaaloonga"

Daadima:"Chalo koi baat nahin, hum aapko khud kila dete hain..."

I was worried about her and Daadima was worried about me. I was proud of our family tree here, for the care was trickling down from level to another.

I moved to take the bite from Daadima's hand when she got up. She rubbed her eyes to see me clearly.

Daadima:"Geet beta, ab kaise hain aap?"

I was worried. Why wasn't she answering? Is she able to hear Daadima? I shook her by her cheek.

Maan:"Geet...suno...thum teek tho ho? Raat ko teek se soi ki nahin?"

When she fluttered her eyes to slowly take in the room and the people around her, I was relieved. She was responding.

Geet:"Main teek hoon Ji…aur acchi tarah so bhi gayi…"

She realized she was still sitting on me and instantly got up to stand, but she swayed in the air and Daadima and I caught her by her arm.

Daadima:"Is haalath main aap dono ko travel bhi karna hain…Kya do din ke baad nahin jaa sakte?"

She got back with a response instantly.

Geet:"Daadima, mujhe office gaye hue, poora do mahine ho gaya hain…mujhe toh jaana hi hoga Daadima. Aap bhi hamare saath chaliye na?"

We were going to take the flight tonight and will be there on Friday morning. I had to get back to office too. My responsibilities as Senior Director had been upped since the beginning of the year, but I had neglected too many of it due to all that was going on with my personal life and I had to get back to it at the earliest too, but something else excited me. I was going back with her to our home. I looked forward for the little time we would spend in office as a couple.

Daadima declined gracefully and promised to come visit us in a couple of months. I was sure she only wanted to give us privacy.

As daadima left, she hurried to the restroom to freshen up and change. I waited for her to come back to find out if we still needed that visit to the doctor. I spoke low to check if she could hear me from the dressing room.

Maan:"Geet, tumhe pata hain na daadima hamare saath kyon nahin jaa rahain hain…"

I waited for a response. I wanted to know if she could hear me and that was more important than her response itself to the question.

She peeped out of the room.

Geet:"Main tho tubelight hoon na, aap hi samja dijiye"

My fears were relieved. She was able to hear me even when I was low and far away from her.

I walked close to her to find out if her ear still ached.

Maan:"Geet, sach bolo, ab bhi dard hain kya?"

Geet:"Nahin Maan. Bilkul nahin"

She looked up at me and her eyes had a tinkle. She was telling me the truth and I was happy to see that she was back again. She was still putting up her saree after the shower. Now I was ready to jump back at her response she had given earlier.

Maan:"Tho hum kya baat kar rahe the…Haan privacy ke baare main…"

Geet:"Privacy, kyon, aapko sharam naam ki koi cheez hain...Yahin pe mujhe itna tang karte, aur NY ke baare main baat bhi mat kijiye, Wahan tho road pe bhi…woh karte hain…"

He smiled.

Maan:"Geet main tumhe kitne baar keha chuka hoon, vuse woh nahi…vuse kiss kehte hain."

I took the saree she was tying and started tying it around the two of us together. She didn't object, she played along and took it from my hands and tied herself to me.

Geet:"Haan Baba..vahi…"

She was innocent and evil all at the same time. I was enjoying the moment we were in and wondered how many such moments were to come once we came went back to NY. I was lost in her. I removed myself from the long piece of saree and was about to walk out, when she fell backwards and was about to hit the mirror. She balanced and took a minute to stand herself up. I walked up to her.

Maan:"Geet tum teek tho ho?"

She laughed.

Geet:"I can't imagine this in office. Guess I have to pull you to all meetings I have to go to now."

I smiled for I could imagine doing that too.

Maan:"Office mein, main Boss hoon yaad tho hain na?"

<Geet's monologue>

He stood there with his hands on his waist with challenge in his eyes.

Geet:"Aur iska matlab ye nahin ki aapka ghulam hoon. Main aapka ji hozoori, ji hozoori bhi naahin kar sakti…"

I stammered for I could see his eyes go wide with anger.

Geet:"Main aapse darti bhi nahin…samje na aap"

I pointed my index finger at him.

He nodded and added to my statement.

Maan:"Soch na bhi mat, main office main ab bhi tumhara Dhust dhanav hi rahoonga…Yeh Maan ko bilkul bool jana"

He came close to bend my finger as he held my wrist and took both my hands behind my back.

Geet:"Aah…Maan"

It hurt a little

Maan:"Maan? Are you sure?…Dhust Dhanav…pehle sirf yahan tak aake ruk jaata ta…lekin…ab"

He held my wrist even tigter and pulled me close and held my face fiercely and turned to give a forceful peck on my lips.

Maan:"Yeh bhi karne ek liye vuse hak hain…sambhal le na…aapne dhust dhanav ko…"

He left my hand and walked out of the room with an evil smile on his face.

Geet:"Babaji, please mujhe inse bacha lijiye…"

I cannot fall back just because I was his wife now. I had to get back at him in office. I shouted back even thought he must have been in the hallway.

Geet:"Main bhi peeche nahin hat ne waali nahin hoon…Dek lijiye ga…main bhi ab Geet Maan Khurana hoon"

I smiled for I had very less time to scheme against him. We were going to be at office tomorrow together. After all the closeness, I would have to re-orient myself to stay away from him at office for the few days I still had left to work with him. Would he show restraint at office? I wondered. Something told me it was going to add to our fun moments sack.

I thought about yesterday and smiled. It was a light one. Perhaps, he was right. I decided that I would watch out for my mood swings too. I was now watching out for him more than I did for myself and inturn I had grown so dependent on him in just a few days. Life had changed drastically. All my conversations and fights with him about how I wanted to be independent came back to my mind. I smiled for now I didn't know if I wanted to stay away from him, or worse if I could even stay away from him. I was smitten and deeply in love with him. There were so many emotions and feelings that I was going through every minute of every day. Fear, pain, happiness, doubt, love, care and some that I couldn't even name.

I swayed once again. Babaji…I didn't know if this was a boon or a bane, for he was always close by to catch hold of me, and his touch brought a smile to my face every time. At other times I didn't know how to catch myself from falling and I sighed for he wasn't there now and I was another leaning tower of Pisa.

Hey people! Another long one, because the CV's really got my blood boiling with all the lame scenes. I wrote up something adhoc after that and hope you all light. I have to get back to work now. Catch you people once I go back to the city.

Please post and comment and hope I have many when I get back to Central park.

i must say u r a great writer and story teller.👏

once i started reading ur FF i couldnt stop myself although it took 2 whole days to complete all parts.😃

plz do continue