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Posted: 14 years ago

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Posted: 14 years ago

#902

awesome update...
loved maaneets part so cute..
uhh brij is popping up in every place they go 😡
well as long as its a happy ending im happy 😆

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Posted: 14 years ago

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Chapter 22 - Darkness

"What the hell did you think you were doing?!" Darjee bellowed, slamming his stick onto the floor, creating an ear piercing thud.

Normally, Geet would shed a tear, & the one tear would turn into two, & the two into a whole stream of them.

But she had cried so much on her way back to Hoshiarpur that she felt numb, lifeless, emotionless. She stared at the floor in front of her, not really registering what was happening around her.

"Are you even listening to me?!" Darjee asked, & stepped forward with his hand raised to slap her, but Uncle-ji stood in front of Geet & intervened.

"D-Darjee, please, spare her. I-I mean, she's getting married the day after tomorrow. It... it might leave a bruise on her cheek, it would be difficult to cover up."

Darjee stepped back, & Uncle-ji moved away, no longer shielding Geet.

Tayyi-ji stepped forward, grabbed Geet by her shoulders, her nails digging in & shook her repeatedly.

"We are talking to you, show some RESPECT!"

Geet closed her eyes slowly, then re opened them, feeling dizzy.

"M-maybe she needs some sleep," Uncle-ji suggested. "L-look, she can barely stand up."

"We should lock her up until the wedding," Brij said. "What if she tries to run away again?"

"You're right, Brij," Darjee was in agreement. "Rajji, take her to her room. Get her into some plain salwaar kameez, then leave the room & inform us. I'll sort the rest out."

A terrified Rajji stepped forward & took Geet's hand, leading her up the stairs. She shot a few wary glances at her sister, who still maintained the drained, expressionless look on her face.

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He groaned in pain.

He winced.

He tried to wriggle himself free, he kicked his legs in the air in an attempt to loosen the rope.

But it was no use. Maan was tied up like a prisoner, with only his voice as a source of any help to him.

He had woken up, still in his own pool of blood. His head was hurting profusely, a throbbing pain preventing him from thinking about anything else.

For about half an hour, he laid there silently, trying to regain some sense. After a while, he tried to sit up, & found that his head felt a little lighter, the blood appeared to have stopped.

Then he remembered her. Slowly but surely, the pieces started falling into place.

Geet's green lengha choli.

Her kohl lined eyes.

Her gold bangles.

Her soft hands engulfed in his own. The feel of her soft lips against his own.

Then the bad memories came flooding back.

Running in the jungle.

The panic & fear etched across Geet's face like an open book.

The sharp blows by Brij.

Geet being taken away from him.

And that's when he had started his attempts to free himself, to find a way out.

"GEET!" He called from the top of his lungs. He was aching all over, but he wouldn't give up. There was no way Geet was being wed off to someone else, not when she belonged to him.

Maan craned his head around the jungle, looking for something in sight, anything which would help him. He noticed a piece of glass lying a few feet away from him.

Sliding himself across the earthy ground and burning his back in the process, with great difficulty he managed to position himself so that his hands were just in front of the piece of glass.

If he played this right, the ball would be in his court.

If he played it wrong, he would cut open his hand badly & risked the possibility of bleeding greatly.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Maan hoped his angle was right & began moving his hands up & down. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the rope rub against the glass. Moving his hands up a little higher, he moved them up & down again, cutting the rope with the glass.

He could feel his skin getting rope burn, but that pain seemed nothing to the pain he was feeling in his heart after seeing his beloved being dragged away from him.

After what seemed like forever, the rope was finally cut apart.

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"Geet di, please talk to me," Rajji pleaded, crying as she took Geet's limp hands into her own.

Geet stared into space, not saying or showing anything.

"Di, you're worrying me. If you're angry with me because you think I told everyone about you running away, I didn't. I swear. I arranged for you to meet Maan, I told him to run away with you. Brij Veerji saw you, he found out himself. Di, I am so sorry."

Geet felt as if someone had sucked the soul out of her. Her heart felt hollow & empty. Her mind felt numb & void. Nothing made sense any more.

"They're going to lock you in here. They're going to force you to marry that guy. Di, you have to do something. Maan has to do something."

She snapped her head towards Rajji upon hearing Maan's name. Rajji read the sudden sadness that swept across her sister's face as Geet looked at her, tears now brimming in her eyes.

"What happened to Maan?" Rajji asked.

She kept her lips firmly pressed together, but a lone tear escaped from her eyes.

"Di, please tell me. Please."

"RAJJI!" The sound of Tayyi-ji's voice made Geet jump.

"I have to go," she explained, touching Geet's hand lightly. "You'll get out of here. I'll do everything I can, I promise. Have faith in Babaji."

Rajji reluctantly left her sister's room, praying that she would be kept safe & that Geet was spared from the calamity that her family was forcing upon her.

The door closed, & it felt like another door to freedom closed in Geet's life. She leaned back against the wall on her bed, waiting for when someone arrived with the locks for her window & door.

All she could think about was Maan. She didn't even want to consider the possibilities of what might have happened to him now.

The repeated haunting memory of seeing a battered & bruised Maan laying there helpless sent shivers down Geet's spine.

Like she had predicted, Brij arrived, shooting Geet an truly evil look as he secured the lock onto her window, closing the curtains shut. He left the room, closing the door behind him as Geet listened to him fitting the lock. Her heart sank when she heard the lock being bolted.

Not to be opened for her until her wedding day.

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Precap: "Someone, please, help!"

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Yep, short update but its 1.30am here & I can barely keep my eyes open 😆
A lot of people asked why I'm ending this FF within the next few weeks. The reason is that Ramadan starts at the beginning of August, & I'll be inactive from IF then.
So I want to get this done before then 😊
For GB fans, the plan is that after Eid in Sept, I'll continue with GB
Maybe a new FF. I have a few ideas but I'm not so sure, if anyone has an idea that they'd like to see in a FF, don't hesitate to let me know 😊

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Chapter 23 - In Times Of Need

Edited by walkintomylifex - 14 years ago

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