ManeetFF Dancing Frm The Ashes link on pg146 - Page 7

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Chapter 10 - A slice of Humility

Geet's world had come crashing down around her ears. She couldn't believe her eyes not could she believe all the information that she had put together.

All these years had she been so lost to the proceedings of the world around her, that she didn't see how important a role she had come to play? Or was she responsible for influencing people unknowingly. She was feeling ashamed of herself and really embarrassed about how she had treated Nik. He was right. He had always been right!!

A new kind of respect grew for him in her heart. She looked up to him for being right...for seeing her for what she was and not being afraid to tell her. She wanted to make a change and prove she was worth something...not some high society spoilt brat. She wanted to prove herself to him, and make him see that she wasn't all that bad.

A small voice in the corner of her head troubled her though. Why was she doing so much to prove herself to Nik? She'd never done that before. Why now? Why him?

She dispelled these thoughts as unimportant and tried to figure out how to make amends. She had messed up big and she wanted to make it better soon.

The following day Geet was 1^st in college. She had warmed up in time and had her steps ready to the T.

Nik came and he was surprised to see her in the middle of dancing...he didn't disturb her, but just watched. She had become even better, if that was possible. Her hand movements were clean and all her lines were sharp and beautiful. For a moment Nik wondered if she should do the routine on her own...if he'd spoil it by his presence...but a desire came over him. - a craving to perform with her, a longing to be with her when she created magic...Oh it would be magic!...He knew he wouldn't be noticed much; that Geet would steal all the spotlight,...but the mere thought of basking in that moment of her crowning glory, made him greedy. He didn't know why, but Geet attracted him, made him want to be with her.

He stared at her dance...the serious concentration on her face, the sparkle in her eye, the lift of her hair as she twirled and did a handstand. He warmed up eagerly to join her...he was about to smile and talk to her when their previous conversation rushed to him.

It stopped him in his tracks and he looked at her again. Why did her indifference towards dancing annoy him so much? Why did it hurt him when she paid no attention to her God given talent.He knew she enjoyed dancing. Her body language was proof enough! He was sure that she was one of those creations whose creation was given a lot of thought...that a divine power had blessed the mere thought of her existence - and she was completely oblivious of that fact!

He watched her more...She hadn't noticed him as yet. He watched more - shamelessly. Her expression was strained as she did a complicated bit of the routine. She did the steps again and again, but left out those that she had to do with him. There was a determination in her face that he hadn't seen earlier, still...Nik was eager to see something more. What was it? He couldn't understand. He watched her practice again and again...he shut his eyes to imagine how he felt while doing the steps. Even as he imagined the steps in his mind, he felt a surge of happiness. The steps he saw in his mind, made him think of more steps relating to them. He could see the both of them performing to several potential routines...all diverse to each other.

He opened his eyes to look at her again...she still had that closed, strained look on her face...and for the first time he saw - pain!! He had seen it on her face many times, but he had never realized it.

Realization hit Nik!! Geet; even though she was an exceptional dancer, didn't dance with all her heart and soul. Something troubled her. That something was what hampered her performance...he was sure of it.

The urge to find out, rushed through him. It went though him like a bolt of lightning. But at the very next moment he remembered what had transpired in their last encounter. How could he talk to her??. He was upset with her, but now, he was curious too ' and he had no clue how to approach her to get answers.

Nik, took a deep breath and walked towards her. She stopped dancing and looked at him. Was it just him, or did she seem uncomfortable? She seemed quieter than usual. What was going on? He was puzzled, but he didn't say anything.

He turned towards the music system and played the music again. They danced quietly, without speaking. It was near perfect as that knew the steps well...only the lifts and jumps needed practice. Nik, sensed an unquiet in her. It was different from the day before. She was subdued.

He didn't see the pain in her eyes, now...rather a hesitation and tumult.

Geet's mind was indeed in pandemonium. She wanted to apologize, but she was afraid of Nik scorning her. She knew he wanted the show to be the best. He seemed to be like that...the mind who gave his best shot in whatever he did. And she was willing to put in her best...no matter what...forget everything of the past...at least she would try. Her guilt was weighing heavily on her mind.

Seeing her in deep thought, Nik himself was getting confused. She wasn't showing him the cold shoulder neither was she doing anything to show she acknowledged him. He was a little sorry for how he'd spoken to her, but he believed in what he had said.

Geet, slowly made up her mind to speak to him.

''What on earth is wrong with you Geet''. She asked her self. ''It's just a guy you have to apologize to. No big deal...open your mouth and say it. Whether you get forgiveness or not, is not up to you...isn't that What Nani says?''

She turned on her foot and opened her mouth to say something, when Mayank barged in with a sheaf of pages in his hand.

''Dude'', he addressed Nik.'' We've got work man, come on lets go.''

Nik: where?

Mayank: Look managing the entire show singlehandedly is not possible, plus Sinha's asked me to get some info from you.

Nik turned to look at Geet and saw that she was fiddling with her phone.

He turned to Mayank and whispered,''Dude, I wanna help, par yaar after days Geet is working hard and I don't want to break the flow of steps.''

Mayank stopped writing whatever he was doing as the words registered in his head.

''Wait a second...Geet?? Working hard??? For dancing??''

''Err yeah...why are you so shocked?''

''Man, Sid has got to see this. He'll be ecstatic!'', Mayank gushed...he picked up his phone and called Sid to the practice room immediately!

Sid rushed in and they both sat in a corner and pretended to work on Mayank's material. They watched discreetly while Nik and Geet worked on a few steps.

Both seemed happy about something, However their presence seemed to be disturbing both Nik and Geet and soon Nik, came to Mayank and asked him to tell him about the work they had to do.

''Yeah, the work...'' Said Mayank, remembering why he had come. ''Nik, we need decorations and we need to find out if the banners and invites have been printed right or not. So if you could go.''

''Right, ok I'll do that. Just give me the address and phone numbers. I'll give you a call from there''.

Geet spoke up suddenly and said she'll accompany Nik.

Nik looked at her in surprise since she hadn't spoken to him all day. The real reason behind this was that Geet wanted to apologize to him, and figured that they'd be alone so she could do it in peace.

''Fine, let's go, '' Nik said.

''Let's take my jeep'',she said a tad haughtily.

Mayank interrupted,'' err. Geet uss area main teri Jeep nahi jaa paayegi. It's too narrow and very crowded. Tu traffic main atki rahegi.''

''Mayank, yaar yeh kaam toh late khatam hoga,naa...how'll I get home. I'll have to come all the way back n them go home...no ways. I'm taking the jeep.''

''Why don't you and Nik, go on his bike. Mayank will wait till Raina and I finish practice and he'll take my car, while I'll drop your jeep off at your house.And Nik will drop you home'', said Sid

The idea appealed to them. They left.

On reaching the business centre and shops, they tried to finish the work as quickly as possible. Get tried to find ways in which she could start the topic to Nik, but neither of them managed to open their mouths. The traffic was heavy and the roads were crowded so she kept shut, waiting for the appropriate time. It was late evening by the time they finished and Geet was tired, hungry. Her not having said anything to Nik, increased her irritation. The two walked in silence towards the parking lot, when a man, pinched Geet's behind slyly and gave a sleazy smile and cheap comment. Before Nik could turn around and do something, Geet had pulled the man by his hand to face her. She pulled him down by his collar and rammed her knee in his face. She turned and kicked him hard in his crotch while he doubled up in pain. Nik, tried grabbing her by the waist, but she pushed his hands off and reached out to hurl abuses at the man and continue punching him wherever possible. Nik, ran and grabbed her by her waist and pulled her off. He carried her off, while she struggled to get his hands off her, still shouting at the man. A small crowd had gathered and the man on seeing this ran off. His face was bleeding and he limped.

Nik didn't let go of her till they reached the bike, where he held on to her till she calmed down. He finally let go of her.

''Geet, relax will you. Woh toh bhaag bhi gaya. Yaar, tub hi naa...you're spitting fire, you know that?''

He looked at her warily. This new angry intense side of Geet had caught him off guard. He hesitantly lifted his hand and patted her shoulder. She was still panting. She turned to look up at him. Her eyes were masked with anger. Suddenly she pushed him backwards.

''Why did you drag me back? Thoda sabak toh sikhaane dete...******, **** ******.''

''Whoa slow down, Geet. Yaar gussa toh mujhe a raha hain yaar. I'm the guy here. Maarna peetna toh mera kaan hain na. Tu mujhe complex de rahi hain.''

Geet turned her face away. He breathing had returned a bit to normal.

He spoke again, ''chal ab hass de...itne joke maar raha hoon.'' This new avatar of Geet had shocked him, but he wanted her to calm down soon. Humour seemed the fastest way.

He poked her lightly.

She turned to face him, he hands on her waist.

''I'm cheezed off. I've been trying to apologize all day to you, but I don't get an effing chance... bloody hell.'' She kicked a bike in frustration. He pulled her away in alarm. She seemed to be intent on dropping bombs on him all day. First the dancing, then the fight, and now this.

''Well say something, will you...am not gonna say it again.You were right...about every.damned thing. I'm sorry and I'll dance if that's what you want, and if it gets us a good show.''

''What about what you want? Do you wanna dance?'' thought Nik. But it didn't seem the right time to question her. Not when she was in this mood.

He smiled and said, ''relax babe. It's ok. It's all good...chal lets go. It's been exhausting and tomorrow we've got lots to practice. Plus Sid and Raenz ka dance oversee karna hain.''

He started the bike and waited for her to hop on. When they reached they bumped into Sid and Mayank who were just leaving. Geet hugged them and said she was sleepy and left. Nik hung back to speak to Mayank to update him on the work. Sid came up to him, ''Geet ko kya hua hain? Tune kuch keh diya kya usse?''

''Err this random guy pinched her butt and said something cheap to her, while we were coming bac-''

''Uh-oh'', said both of them in unison. The looked at each other seriously

''Is the guy ok? Police-shulice toh nahi aayi naa'?, Sid asked in a worried tone.

That sounded odd. ''Shouldn't Sid be asking about Geet?, thought Nik.

Nik looked at both of them, surprised. Mayank looked at his expression and explained.

''It's Geet!! we've known her since school. Koi usse chede aur woh usse chod de? Uss khotte ko kitna dhoya usne?''

''Not much, tang pakadke bhaga woh. I'm surprised I got her to calm down.''

''If you did, well done!!'' said Mayank appreciating.

''Anyways, I gotta go. Sid, we've gotta finish that last bit tomorrow without fail.''

He started the bike and sped home.A lot was weighing on his mind and he needed to think.

Precap: Geet's confession...Nik meets Nani!

Chapter 11 - The Hurts we Hide

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First of all, so sorry ammu for giving you my comment so late! Really sorry darling.. Now back to my comment.. I cant seem to put the right word to describe your writing dear.. The update was absolutely fantastic dear.. Really, it was damn good..

Wow i never expect that geet is very brave.. What can i say? She is a billi or should i say sherni?... Loved the way she kicked that b****** right on his crotch.. That will teach that a** a lesson.. Loved loved loved geet in this update.. 👏 Nik was good too.. He tried his best to calm down geet.. Mayank and Sid are so cute.. Great frens.. They know their geet well..

After reading 10 parts, im still not sure how maan and geet will meet.. But im loving the flow of story.. Geet sure has a past and i want nik to know it and hopefully their romance will start soon.. And maybe, they will have a fight in the future and that could be the reason why geet was dancing with pain as per in the prologue..

Ammu, you need to be given a medal for your perfect usage of words.. Here your medal.. ⭐️

Im waiting how maan and geet will meet and how life would change for them.. Pls keep this ff going.. Thanks for such a good update darling.. Love ya.. 🤗

Now im off to read the next update.. And will give you my comments again.. Im sorry for late comments dear..

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Great flow of story and very well written update.. Very captivating.. Thank you..

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CHAPTER 11 - The Hurts We Hide.

He started the bike and sped home. A lot was weighing on his mind and he needed to think.

Something somewhere didn't add up. What Nik had seen of Geet today was startling. He knew she was a tomboy, a person in her own right, but all that aggression seemed out of place. Nik wanted to know the reason behind her behaviour. Her anger while she beat up the guy didn't seem rational. Or was it just a personality trait? He desperately wanted to question her, but HOW... was the big question?

The next day, having slept over it, he decided to confront either Mayank or Sid.

But it was not meant to be. Geet was early again. He practiced and started a few new steps n lifts. Since it was a faster routine, he kept making her do the steps again and again, but she picked them up well.

He stepped back and asked her to do them alone. He just quietly observed her. Though she hid it, it was there ' the pain, underlying all her movements. He couldn't bear it - It was cutting him, irritating him. He couldn't fathom why she did what she did. The curiosity was blinding him, he couldn't concentrate, neither could he give her inputs about her steps.

Finally, he broke.

''Stop,'' he yelled in frustration.

He held her by the hand and made her stop. She jerked her head to look at him.

His frustration was making him rude and he spoke offensively.

Running his hand through his hair in frustration, he shouted,'' what? Huh? What is your problem? What is wrong? I thought everything was ok , right? Why aren't you performing? Why only the dance. You're not enjoying yourself...What is it, Geet?'', he bellowed.

She looked at him first confused, then hurt and finally stunned.

''What are you talkin ab-...''

''Don't pretend...anyone can see that you're not enjoying yourself. What is it? What is hampering your performance. Either you're in it for good or just-just stay out Geet. What is wrong with you? '' He grabbed her by her shoulders and shook her.

This was probably the wrong move to make. Geet looked at him; pinning her hands down, and shoved them off her, angrily.

''Damn you!!,'' she spat in his face. ''Look, Nik, you can't have everything. You wanted me to dance , you got it. I had warned you earlier ' you didn't listen. It's not my problem, Geddit?''

He toned down his voice, and said sneering, '' This is not your best performance Geet...come on, who are you kidding? Me or is it you? What is it that's stopping you. I can see it in your eyes. Come on tell me''.

Her face contorted angrily and she leaned towards you and whispered fiercely ,''***k **o, Chopra. Why can't you let well enough be alone??''

Saying this she stomped out, banging the door behind her.

Nik, stared after her for a few moments and then ran behind her. She was nowhere to be seen. He cursed himself, and ran calling out her name. How did she disappear so fast? On a hunch he looked into the closest empty classrooms! He found her in the second one he peeped in.

What he saw shocked him. Her head was in her hands and she was crying. Geet Handa, who wore cargo boots, drove a jeep and beat up eve teasers - was crying her heart out! He rushed in to her and held her wrist, appalled that he had caused her to be so upset.

''Hey, hey...'', he said softly. ''Geet, don't cry, yaar. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. Look, it's ok, ...you don't need to do anything, ok. ''

She continued to cry. He swore and punched his fist in the wall. ''Damn, it's all my fault,'' he cursed.

Upon hearing his words, she abruptly stopped crying. She looked up, and said quietly, ''it's not your fault...it's mine. ''

Nik turned to face her in surprise. He opened his mouth to say something but he didn't know what to say.

She was looking at the wall, lost in thought. Tears had begun to run afresh from her eyes. She seemed to be remembering something...she frowned thinking about it.

After what seemed like ages, she realized where she was and she spoke.

''Nik, there was a reason why I didn't want to dance with you. It's true, I used to dance...I loved dancing. So much so that it was what began my day and what ended it. But I forgot what was important...and it cost me. It cost me my mom. My best friend...And it's my Fault!!'' Her voice broke on the last word and she ran out of the room crying.

Nik ran after her, only to see her jump into her jeep and speed off. He cursed himself, and ran to his bike and followed her. She was driving fast and very rashly. But she only stopped once she's reached her home.

Nik parked his bike haphazardly behind her jeep and ran after her into the house. It was a big mansion tastefully decorated.

''Geet, please wait!'' he shouted after her.

She didn't stop, but ran up the stairs.

''Geet'', he shouted again.

An elderly woman, dressed in an off-white salwar kameez, came out of a room, and looked questioningly at him.

He felt awkward as he realized he had barged into her house and shouted out to her, without so much as an invitation.

''Namaste, auntyji'', he said politely, to her questioning gaze. ''Main , Geet ka classmate, Ni-''

''Tum , Nikhil ho, hain na?'', she said smilingly. ''Main Geet, ki Nanima hoon. Baitho, beta''

''Ji, Namaste,'' he said again, taking a seat. ''Ji woh Geet, err...''. He wondered what to say. How do you tell a person that you had made their grandchild cry. He felt guilty enough. Luckily she spoke, covering up for his confusion.

''Tumne Geet ko naachne par majboor kiya,'' she said, looking at him.

''Err...that doesn't sound very nice. Wow, guess who's cheesed of with me , too'', he thought. He wondered who told her. His uneasiness, was clear on his face.

''Don't worry beta. Main khush hoon ki Geet phir se naach rahi hain.''

''Er, aunty sorry par mujhe nahi lagta ki woh ab dance karegi.''. He explained all that had occurred in the last few hours.

Nanima, listened quietly, her face growing distressed by the minute.

She thought awhile, sorrow etched on her lined face. She looked at Nik and gave a sad smile. ''Mujhe laga tha aisa kuch hoga. ''

Nik's pent up curiosity got the better of him.

''Auntyji, agar aapko mere poochne ka bura na lage...Geet ne aisa kyun kaha 'ki uski galti hain?''

Nanima seemed to have been expecting his question. She weighed her words.

''Nikhil, tumne woh cheez kar dikhayi jo kisi ne nahi ki, inn 7-8 saalon main. Kya tum jaante ho ki Geet ke mom abh iss duniya main nahi hain?''

Nik vaguely remembered Raina saying something like that.

Nanima continued.

''Geet jab school main thi, woh badi chulbuli thi. Ek lauti beti thi, aur sabki laadli. Shaitaan thi woh...par woh sirf uski maa, Rano ki baat maanti thi. Their bond was so strong, that only Rano understood her completely.

Dance was Geet's passion as a child. If there was music, Geet danced. And everyone pampered her passion. She danced in school, at home, and Rano indulged her like no one else.

However, we soon realized that it was hampering her academics work. Rano tried to make her understand and make her concentrate on her studies. But this never worked. Geet didn't pay much attention to her even though she loved her more than anybody else.

Geet was 12, when Rano fell very ill. It was pneumonia and she was weak. It was the biggest scare for Geet. However she recovered sooner than we expected. She was still weak, but we told Geet that she was absolutely fine. Geet had been specially selected for her school's centenary celebrations. She was going to perform...probably the biggest event she had faced, in her life. But rano was unwell, and she couldn't see her perform. Rano had never ever missed a single performance of Geet's and Geet was adamant that she watch this one too. Rano was too unwell and Mohinder was stuck with business calls. The night before the show, Geet made a huge fuss about her mother attending the programme. Mohinder was going to be out of town and so it was only Rano and me who were there...to cut it short, beta, Rano drove herself to the show, but she never reached because she met with a fatal accident.

Till this day Geet blames herself for it. For her mother's death and she had never danced since...that is till you forced her to. I know why Rano went for the show, though,'' she continued , crying now. ''Watching Geet dance, was Rano's pride and joy. Seeing her happy, made Rano happy. It was what she lived for. How then would she not go for her show? But Geet didn't understand this...Life was never the same for her. She lives in guilt every day. She comes home late, drunk. She thinks she's living life, on the edge, under the illusion that she's actually living. She acts tough with her big jeep, and manly clothes and her attitude, but she can't fool me.

Mohinder was shattered after Rano's death. Father ' daughter's relationship was worn out too. He's immersed himself in his work. If we need anything; we ask, he'll willingly give, but the bond that he shared with Geet has almost diminished. We don't acknowledge it, but it was Rano who held the family together. I don't know how they will survive after I'm gone. ''. She started crying in earnest.

Nik got up and sat next to her. He held her hand.

'' Auntyji, I'm so sorry. I had absolutely no idea. I didn't know how big a hornet's nest I've stirred up. ''

''No beta, don't apologize. The mere fact that Geet is crying and confessing all this, is very good. She's never cried since her mother's funeral. Go, talk to her. She must be in her room. It's the last one up the stairs.'', she said wiping her tears.

Nik, got up and hesitantly and climbed up. On the landing, he stood for a minute, absorbing all that Nanima had just told him. He had no clue what to say to her.

After a minute, he walked into her room. She was sitting on the floor on the foot of her bed, he head on her knees. He hair covered her face, but he could see that she was still crying, though not as much as before.

He sat next to her. Geet felt his sympathy. It calmed her down. They just sat quietly. Nik didn't say anything to her, he just gave her time to calm down.

Slowly, her crying stopped, and she wiped her eyes. It was still. Nik turned to find Geet looking at him. He smiled and squeezed her hand. She gave a watery smile, back.

''I'm sorry, Geet. I had no idea...'', he trailed off.

She was quiet. There was sadness imprinted on her face, again.

''You know , Geet. My parents too, died in a car crash. ''

Geet turned to look at him, in surprise, but he was looking at his hands. Playing with his watch.

He continued. ''I was much younger than you were, but I grew up quick. When Chachu (uncle) and I heard about their accident, we were rushed to the hospital. Mom had died on the spot, but I think Papa had held on just to see me. He could barely talk, it was just a hoarse whisper. His entire body was covered, because of the wounds. They didn't want me to see it.

I remember moving to sit on the chair next to papa, but he had made me sit on the bed, next to him. His hand had been bandaged and he'd held my hand...I can never forget that look in his eyes. He knew he was going to die. The only thing he said to me was, 'I'll be watching, beta. I don't ever want to see you give up or not follow your dreams. Do you understand?''

I didn't see him die, but it was pretty much soon after.''

He paused. ''I guess what I'm trying to say is that, your mom must have felt the same, right? Wherever she is, she must know what you're up to. How happy must she be, seeing you the way you are?''

Geet had tears in her eyes again.

Chapter 12 - All's fair in love and lust.

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i can only do this after reading your update..

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God, where shall i start?? 😭

I feel so bad for my geet.. Now i get why she behaves such.. She is too emotionally attached to her mother.. Thats why she feels guilty.. And nik understands it, since he is an orphan.. Now im getting the flow.. Yes, so the longing for parental love will finally pull this two together.. Great now the story moves on.. So whats next?

Maan?? Well well, hopefully maan and geet will have a meet and miss meeting soon.. You get what i mean?

i have nothing more to say, let me take in the sadness of the part..

and this is for you 🤗 for such a beautiful yet very very sad update.. Now if you not going to make the next update happy one, im not going to talk to you..

just joking.. Of course i cant do that.. So dear, pls pls pls gimme a HAPPIER one nxt time.. 😃