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Maan Singh Khurana walked into the city hospital as coolly as he always did. Nobody could imagine the storm that was brimming behind the cool faade. The war that was raging inside him between his heart and his mind, only he was privy to. He sighed as he took in the view of his wife sitting on a chair. Her eyes were downcast as she sat beside Rajji and Tito. He walked over to the trio when Rajji gave him a signal, her fingers on her lips indicating for him to be quiet. And that was when he noticed that Geet had fallen into a fitful sleep. Dark circles stained the delicate skin under her eyes, her cheeks pale, her hair tousled an indication of a tiresome worried drive here.
He blinked back his eyes as Rajji got up to let him sit beside his Geet. He took in her appearance from up close and settled her head on his shoulder while a smiling Rajji looked upon. Geet had been shedding silent tears ever since she reached the hospital. Worried for her mother and siblings, she would make frequent trips to the restroom crying her heart out before she came and sat beside them. While Daadima gave comfort to her mom, she herself sat by Rajji and Tito till the doctors came back with some news. After that seemed like hours of anguish, the doctors had given their reports and asked Mohinder to stay in the hospital for a day for observation. The dietician was busy talking to her mom when a tired Geet had finally fallen into a restless sleep.
Even in her sleep she could feel him around her, she could smell his essence around her. She opened her eyes slowly adjusting to the bright lights on the ceilings and Rajji came into focus. She frowned a little bringing her eyebrows together and felt his hand resting on hers. And it was then she realized he was actually there and her head rested on his broad shoulder. Lifting her head, she turned to face him.
Seeing him, Geet gripped the armrests, her short fingernails digging into the fabric of the chair. If only there were other people not sitting there, her family members, who knew nothing of the little fight they had earlier.
Her mouth went dry as he sat beside her seat. She looked up to see him staring down at her, but his eyes were full of love, not anger like she had expected.
"How is Papaji doing?" he demanded.
"He is much better" she replied softly. Tears stung her eyes and before she could hide them, Maan knuckled one away with surprising tenderness. And she closed her eyes taking in the comfort he provided her.
Of course he knew how Papaji was doing. He had talked to the doctors and made all the necessary requirements. What he meant to ask but couldn't ask was how she was doing.
More tears appeared in the corners of Geet's eyes. "He survived this one" her voice broke. Her lips trembled and tears rolled down her cheeks.
"I know" He took her soft hands in his one hand and wrapped his other arm around her and squeezed it gently "It's going to be alright. He is going to be okay"
How do you console someone who is on the verge of losing a beloved one? Even though he didn't have a good relationship with his parents, he could still feel what she might be going through.
Geet buried her face in his shoulder. Her slender body shook with sobs. "I was so scared" she sobbed.
"I should have been there." He murmured softly to himself as he wiped away her tears and ran a hand over her messed hairdo.
Rajji came back after a few minutes with two cups of tea. She stood at a distance looking at the two of them holding each other for comfort. She had quietly tiptoed away taking Tito with her when Geet had woken up giving them their privacy. She cleared her throat a little and handed them their cups one by one. Geet took one look at her cup and shot another one at Maan.
"Rajji, Maan chai—" she was stopped by his hand pressed firmly upon hers. He quietly took a sip and gave Rajji his heart warming smile.
"I am fine Rajji. You sit here with your sister while I go talk to the doctors" He stood up vacating the seat.
The whole morning went by talking to doctors and getting the required tests done. Maan was adamant to have Mohinder move to Delhi for further testing but he refused. Mohinder's mitral valve had proven to be weak and doctor recommended open heart surgery to replace the valve. There was no way such a big operation could be done in city hospital, and since it was not required to be done immediately, Mohinder Handa decided he needed some time to think about it.
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Much later in the afternoon..
He had been in the hospital for the most part of the day while he sent all the ladies home to rest. Rano had fainted twice due to stress and he had asked Geet and Rajji to take their mother home. Not wanting to leave, Geet had given him an angry look which he had easily ignored. He had wanted her to rest too. Plus it was pointless for everyone to stay there when there was nothing they could do. Daadima had to persuade Rano to leave the hospital for some time to rest a little and rejuvenate her tired body.
"Coffee?" Surprised at the choice of beverage, he looked up at Rajji who gave him a cheeky smile.
"Didi ne bheji hai. Aur aapka khana bhi" she lifted a red tiffin box showing him the same. Coffee was what he needed precisely at this time to rest his mind. He smiled as he took a sip. His Mishti sure knew him well. He hadn't been able to talk to Geet since morning or hold her close. He knew she was worried about her father and there was little he could do to calm her. Finishing his coffee and devouring the delectable Punjabi food prepared by Geet he asked " Geet kahan hai?"
"Didi, mandir gayi hain. Shaam ko hospital aayengi mummy ke saath" she spoke and took another bite from her plate.
"Hmmm…" he muttered. He had wanted to talk to her and sort everything. This whole deal with her father was a lot to take and he didn't want to add to her misery. But he did want to talk to her about the misconceptions. On the pretense of getting some fresh air, he left the hospital to look for Geet or maybe talk to her in private.
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"Geet" Gurvinder called out from afar. "Geet…Geet ruk…" he ran almost breathlessly towards her.
Geet had been walking through the fields after praying for her father's good health and everyone's happiness, when Gurvinder spotted her.
Hearing a familiar voice call out to her, she stopped "Gurvinder?" she said as she turned to face him.
"Tu kab aayi?? Bataya bhi nahi. Channi tujhe bahut yaad karti hai" Gurvinder was her best friend's husband. She gave a weak smile and told him about the emergency regarding her father.
"Main aur Channi sham ko aayenge uncleji se milne, tu fikar na kar, sab theek ho jaayega" Asking her to take care of herself and everyone at home, he gave her a brotherly hug and went his way. She promised to come and visit them before she left; she turned around to face her husband, a very angry and raging husband.
Maan witnessed the whole scene from a distance as a young chap took his Geet in his arms. His Geet. Jealously raged and hit him right in the chest like a ton of bricks. His hands curled into fists. His breathing picked up a notch. But one look from Geet when she faced him exploded him. She gave him a knowing look. A look that said see u still don't trust me.
She couldn't resist the jab she felt, given how impassively and intensely he'd walked toward her.
"Who was that?" keeping his voice calm and devoid of anger he asked her. But Geet saw right through him. She could see the flames of jealousy in his eyes. He had come all the way to support her but she was still mad at him.
"Gurvinder" she replied nonchalantly as she proceeded to walk again towards home.
"Gurvinder kon?" He joined in step with her and waved aside the long leaves with a flick of his hand.
She gave him a slide glance before answering him. "You don't need to worry about him. He is Channi's husband "
"I wasn't worried about him" he replied back.
Pretending she didn't hear him she continued "And don't be so coy. What are you doing here? I thought you were in the hospital with Rajji"
He chose to remain quiet and walked silently beside her.
Irritation simmered.
"We need to talk" he stepped in front of her making her stop abruptly in her tracks.
"Here?"
"Yes, here and now" he looked around and then back at her. There were a handful of farmers working in the fields, nothing that could stop them to talk.
"No, we will talk at home" she tried to push her way past him. She knew he was mad in jealousy and did not want this conversation to end like the previous one. This was her hometown and she was not having a private conversation in the middle of the damn field.
He walked swiftly and spun her towards him, crashing her against his chest. She could see a muscle flexing in his jaw. The black eyes that could burn hot as flame were now icy with anger.
"Do you want to draw everyone's attention to us?" he asked.
Geet gasped and slapped her hands on her hips. "Me? I am drawing everyone's attention to us?"
She flipped her head; her dark hair flew around her head in the wind. Maan fought the sudden desire to sink his hands into that lush dark silky mane, cup her soft face, and kiss that sullen anger from her mouth.
She was beautiful, yes.
He was crazily in love with her, yes.
He was jealous at this moment, hell yes.
But she was behaving like a brat and he was tired of it. He was tired of chasing after her, too. The more he wanted to talk and make her understand, the more difficult she made it for him.
If she had something to say to him, let her say it.
He stepped closer to her. "I just want to talk." She took an involuntary step back.
He moved toward her again and saw a faint flicker in her eyes. If she was afraid of what he might do next, he let her be. Maybe then he'd be able to get her to talk to him. He wanted to know the reason. He was entitled to know it, especially after the information he had gotten from Adi yesterday.
"And as for who is drawing attention to us, if you would just behave yourself."
"You mean, if I would just let you order me around, don't you? Who I can talk to, who I cannot? Where I go or cannot go? Or maybe walk two paces behind you?"
Maan's eyes narrowed. What was wrong with her? He reached out, grabbed her wrist and tugged her closer to within an inch of his body.
"Lower your voice and walk beside me like a civilized woman." He hissed.
"I'm completely civilized." She poked a finger into his chest. "You're the one to talk. I trusted you. But you---- "
He looked at her finger, then at her. "Do not poke at me," he said quietly.
"Stop telling me what to do" she poked him again.
"Geet, I am warning you"
"And I am warning you, Maan. Don't you dare tell----"
Her angry protest ended in a shriek as Maan picked her up, dumped her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and strode towards the nearby barn.
She yelped loudly. "Are you crazy? Maan, Put me down!"
He did not answer back. Instead shifted her weight and secured his arm more tightly behind her knees. He had never seen this side of Geet. Her irrational outburst stunned him. If he had to tie her down and talk to her, he would do exactly that.
"Put - me - down!" Geet pounded her tiny fists against his hard back. "Put - me -"
The door of the barn swung open and then shut leaving Geet and Maan alone in the shadowed, silent and smelly barn. Maan placed Geet on her feet. She quickly twirled towards the door but he grabbed her by her wrists.
Shoving her back until her shoulders touched the wall, he leaned on her and stared. She tired to run again but he planted a spread hand on either side of her. He looked at her and glared.
"You look pale," he said.
She was pale and she felt dizzy. Hanging upside down from his shoulder had probably done something to her stomach. She took a couple of deep breaths before she answered him.
"I am fine"
She pushed the dangling strand of hair off her forehead and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Maan what is wrong with you? You've certainly gained the attention of every other person out in the fields. This is Hoshairpur, not your Delhi. People talk. Maybe it doesn't bother you but it sure as hell bothers me!"
Maan lifted a hand to her face. She wanted to jerk away from his touch but he clasped her chin tenderly. He traced the curve of her cheekbone with his thumb. It wasn't fair that such a simple action would make her catch her breath.
"Don't --- don't do that," she said quickly.
"Do what?" A muscle flickered in his jaw and a light shimmered in his eyes. He stepped closer, bent his head, the tip of his nose barely touching her cheek. He took his other hand and moved the damp strands of hair from her temple. "Do what, Mishti?" he whispered. She looked at him as he glanced into her eyes. His gaze slowly travelled down and rested on her lips. She involuntarily licked them making him groan within. With unplaced urgency, he slammed his lips on her and kissed her.
Precap: Maan & Geet talk
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