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here i m back with 2nd and last part. i think its long. bare wid it. kindly read it😉 sorry for any kind of mistakes. do comments, i really want to know whether i can write more OS or FF, coz its long task for me. so pls pls pls comment and do 'like' it...😊 i m greedy, u knw na..? btw dis is i think my last OS, now i will try not to write much for 2 months. 😉😉 will write only if i will get whole loads of time. till then enjoy.😊
Bonded by Love
Two
Later that night, after few hours, geet went to check on meher, she went to her room; she needed to make it clear. She entered the room and closed the door. She saw her lying on bed, crying. She felt awful for her daughter. She touched her shoulders with great affection, she turned around, she was much calm and pacified then, but still her eyes were searching for those questions dreadfully.
'Mom, you know I have to know this.'
'Yes! I know.'
'I'm sorry mom, but you do understand my situation, don't you?'
'I know, beta. But you should not have behaved like this. What did just happened suddenly? Why are you doing this? Anyone told you something?'
'I met a woman yesterday evening, I saw her in our family album. She told me that, she knows you and dad - I don't what to say. She said he's not my father.'
'And you believed that...?'
'No...I...I did not pay attention to her first but then, today evening she came again. She told me that she has got proof, she had it already. She showed me yours and dev uncle's marriage picture. She said he was your husband, she told me that dad is not my father, I belonged to her, and she said that I'm not a daughter of my dad. She was trying to convince me that I belong to them. She...'
'But how did she...?'
'...I don't know mom, I saw her in the hospital, too last month when I met with an accident, when you and dad were at home and in my college, too.'
'But...you said you met her yesterday.'
'But I think she followed me from months...'
'...and you are telling me now? Meher, do you have any idea? You did not tell me, its fine. But not even to your dad...? You hide it from your dad...? Someone is stalking you from months and you are fine with that? I can't believe you.' said geet fearfully.
She immediately understood that the woman is none other than naintara. She shook from the core at the thought of losing her daughter to naintara. Meher was her and dev's daughter. 'What if he came back..., for, meher...? No...no...I can't...I will not...' she thought and shuddered.
'Mom...! I thought I would handle it. I'm not a child mom. But what happened to you, why you look so afraid?'
'Do you know who she is?' she decided to tell her the whole thing.
'No. but I want to know.'
'Okay. Here it is my story. Yes. He is not your father. Mr. Maan Singh Khurana is not your dad, biologically.' She said reluctantly.
Meher already knew it, but hearing from her mother, made her cry more. She definitely did not like that. As if someone slapped her hard. She loved her dad so much, he was her hero. She knew that she was his dad's princess, she was kind of possessive for him, she respected him and then, the mere fact could change her entire existence. Her heart sank, she was much more miserable.
And geet told her everything, how she was from small town and get married to dev and then ditched by him and his wife. How she got pregnant and left home, and how she was saved by, him - his guardian angel. How they got married and he accepted her knowing the fact that, she was not his daughter. How he loved meher more than anything.
'Meher, it was maan, who saved you when you were not even born. It was him who gave you all the happiness of the world. It was him who did everything to make you smile when you were child. It was him who fought with the whole world to give you existence in world - his world. It was him who shed a tear for you when he first saw you in my womb. It was him who loved you like his own daughter, just not to make you feel grateful. It was him who gave you all this luxury, just to make sure that his little princess does not have to face any problems. It was him who kept you safe in his arms when you were ill. It was him who accepted you and loved you when I left him with you. He never complained. He loved you till you became a rich spoilt brat. Yet he loved you, because he always knew that, his princess can never let him down, he trusted you blindly. You were his proud, his power and his confidence.'
She paused for a while, smiling tearfully at a picture of him and his princess.
'Meher, but you did let him down. You hurt him. And if not him, then you surely let me down. I thought my daughter was mature enough, but you did it. You broke him. Do you remember when you were six years old and we were on holiday and you fell from a swing. He literally brought the team of doctors there. And when they took stitches to your head, he was shivering from pain. He cried watching you in excruciating pain. See here it is' she touched her forehead where a mark left.
'And do you remember when last year you wanted to go out with your friends for camping, how much irritated you were, because he insisted the security guards to come along with you all, but still he managed to protect you, even if you did not want see his sight, on the name of your privacy. He did it, just to make sure that you would be safe and at the same time, you would not embarrassed in front of your friends. He took care of you when you don't even know how he might felt when you were not around him. Here, these are the pictures of your camping. Look, you are shining, so cheerful in your world. Thanks to him!' she ran fingers on the pictures.
'Please mom, stop it...!' she was already in tears.
'I'm so sorry...mom...I'm so sorry...!' she sobbed.
Geet hugged her tightly, and try to soothe her, but she knew it was worthless because only person on earth could calm her, reduce her burden was her father - Maan.
'Do you really think you should say sorry to me...?' geet questioned her.
She immediately understood it, and left the room in hurry.
Geet stood there silently and tammana came from behind and hugged her mother, smilingly.
'Mom...you are the best. I love you and dad. I'm so proud of you both.'
'We love you, beta. You are our angel' geet kissed her.
***
Maan was in his study trying to hide the pain from his daughter. He always knew the fact that, someday meher would find out that she is not his daughter, he never wanted to accept this fact that she is not his daughter, he never believed in those stupid talks of the world. All he knew was that, she was his princess, who came to his life and gave him all the happiness. Even single thought of losing meher, made him break down worst, he already admitted once to geet that he could never lose meher. But what happened today was something unbearable and agonizing for him, he just could not listen those words from her daughter that he is not her father. It was piercing his heart that made him more depressed.
He was not angry, not sad but in pain that why god did this to him. Even after loving her so much, just mere one fact can change his and his daughter's relationship. They shared a wonderful attachment, though it was not created by blood but it was love which was bonding them evermore. He was still in his chain of thoughts and he sensed someone coming towards of him, who was none other than his daughter. He tried to get up from the chair but she indicated him not to get up. She was coming closer and she took deep breathing and started talking.
'I want to say something, I know I have been downright stupid and fool to behave like this, I know I'm your bad little rich spoiled brat, I know I let you down, I talked to you like a stupid brainless child, I hurt you, dad. I'm very bad because I could not stand up to your expectations, you supported me every time and love me unconditionally and I did nothing for you...I just...I'm...I'm so sorry...dad...!' she sobbed hard.
And she did something which maan could never imagine in his entire life. She folded her hands and silently thanking him for accepting her in his life. Maan was shocked again. He, within a second, stopped her and held her hands.
She waited for him to react, but she found his reaction calm, he did not say anything, he just looked at her. His silence was killing her. She was impatient and afraid now.
'Dad...! Punish me. Take all my luxuries back, I don't want any car, scold me, slap me but say something, dad! Just give me a big grand punishment, I deserve it, dad! But please talk to me!' she cried.
He took a deep breath and got up from the chair and held her by shoulder.
'Look at me, meher!' he ordered her.
She looked at him nervously.
'Look at me, straight into my eyes'
She did it; she was still uneasy and afraid.
'What do you see? Do you see anger? Pain? Rage? Distraught? What do you see?'
'Dad...! I don't understand what are you...?'
'Meher, I love you, I can never hate you. I can scold you because I want you become tough and I want to teach you, but I can't hate my little rich spoiled brat' he smiled encouragingly.
'Dad...I...'
'Shh...you talk too much. Just like your mother.'
And they hugged. He let her cry and wash away all her guilt and pain. A single drop of tear slipped down from his cheek but he successfully managed to hide it from his daughter, but not from his wife - his life, who was watching them from the corner of the wall, behind door. He thanked her silently; she gave him an angelic smile.
'Dad, she really scared me, I am so sorry, I believed her and not my own father.' She added.
'Who...?'
'Naintara...' geet replied. 'She was stalking meher from month's maan, and meher hid it from us.' She added angrily.
Maan was furious to know that, but he did not want to ruin the moment, he mentally made a note to deal with it.
'Relax! Geet, now everything is fine. I just want my daughter to trust me and I can fight with the whole world' he encouraged meher and geet.
'But...dad what will we do now?' meher asked anxiously.
'Not we, I, I will do it. Baby, don't you heard the name Maan Singh Khurana? That is it.' he gave a smirk to his angel. She was calm and relaxed now.
'I ruined everything...it was supposed to be my birthday and I ruined everyone's mood.'
'So true...! Di...!' said tammana. She suddenly came back from back and hugged them from back.
'One thing I can tell you is that, dad loves you more than me. I always fought with you, but I saw it today and I give up. Dad loves you very much' she said through tears.
'Will you two just shut up? You girls have no right to measure up my love for my angels. Okay?' maan questioned synthetically.
'By the way, it's still 11.30 we still have got half an hour' he smirked.
'Oh! Dad, you are the best, my hero!' meher jumped with joy and tammana almost ran for cake, But stopped by her mother.
'Okay. Everyone, its late we should go get some sleep now.' Geet said teasingly. She actually wanted to make meher angry.
'Mom..! Don't be a spoil sport. We are going to cut the cake and I will eat cherries' tammana said energetically.
'No I will eat cherries' meher argued.
'No! Me...!' Geet said with power
Maan was irritated by then. Three important ladies of his life were fighting with each other for cake.
'Ladies...!' he said with a loud scream.
'Why the hell are you fighting for cherries? For cake? I don't believe you girls.' He said with fake anger.
Everyone became quiet for some time. They were little bit scared by his angry thunderous tone.
'By the way, I will eat cherries.' He said with 'I-am-the-boss' attitude elegantly and literally ran towards terrace and three of them stood frozen for a split of a second and then ran to grab him.
Once they were on terrace, they cut the cake and enjoy a family moment together. Later tammana and meher were found fighting over some silly issues and then their parents were found contented and in harmony.
***
'What would I do without you?' maan asked geet, who was in his muscular arms.
'Absolutely nothing...! because, if there is no geet then, there is no maan and if no maan - no geet. Simple...!'
'My intelligent wife' he smiled and kissed her passionately. She kissed his perfect angelic face and let the desire win over her again. She was there. He was there. And they gave in with all the passion and love, to touch their souls.
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
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