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Hey guys, Its me in OS league after months ! BTW apart from my running FF - Something Called Love, I had written this one from long but literally I was scared to post it ! I don't know why ? 😕
But, here it is, It's a Three Part - Three Day OS ! 😳
Will update each part everyday, so will finish it by day after tomorrow ! Promise ! I hope you will like it ! 😊
And, I have lot more to say about this OS but all that I want to say is after THE END part, as Maddy'a note ! Till then, I'm closing my mouth ! 😉
Enjoy and Sorry for any mistakes ! 😛
Playboy
One
As the flashing lights from everywhere, blanked his eyes, one of the most enchanting smile appeared on his face and the crowd went crazy, all the young girls and women standing by the red carpet, screamed out loud his name and gave him flying kisses. He once again, smiled and posed in style for a snap. As he was there to receive an award for the most successful businessman at young age, he was a craze in young generation. The youth icon, the most eligible bachelor guy in the town, he smiled again and trailed off to the main event, leaving behind the uncontrollable crowd. He was Maan Singh Khurana, the man who achieved a lot in his young age, a billionaire. After his father's death, he ventured into the same business, but expanded in other markets too, and this is how he became the top businessman who can sale anything, he was young, charming, enthusiastic, handsome, brilliant and smart man. The man, who talks and charms, he used to talk and made girls fall for him; he was an enchanter, magician, who used to make people crazy by his talk and personality.
She saw him smiling from the corner of the place, she smiled and about to get in when he came and held her hand.
'Playboy! Casanova! Flirt!' she glared at him.
'It's not my fault that girls love me.' He smiled and they went in.
She was his secretary from last three years, she was there when he was nothing, she was there when he became something, and she was there when he was happy, alone, sad and angry. And after the long journey they walked on, they decided to make it forever, they decided to get married, and she was about to get married the man of her life in next two months. After initial six months of hating this man, she fell for him, as he was enchanting personality, she could not resist much, arranging his appointments and dates with his fake girlfriends, and she slowly felt for him, she knew the real person behind this playboy image of publically loved Maan Singh Khurana. She loved him and his unconventional habits. She moved in with him, she lived with him in. 'Live In Relationship' the new trend in the society and in metro cities, having spend two years with him as secretary and a friend, she was not afraid to move in with him. She accepted him, and along with him she had to accept his crazy fans and fake girlfriends, and worst thing she accepted was the insecurity. Being her would be husband in public eye and shining world out there with a 'playboy' type nature, she thought, how many times she tried to avoid the negative thoughts but still, she was insecure.
***
It was still raining heavily outside, she was sitting near the balcony, enjoying the freshness of morning with quivering raindrops on the glass pane, and a wet pleasant scent of earth, it rained throughout the night, she was doing something in her laptop with least interest as he was not there in the town, he had some business meeting in other city. She was alone, and worried. She immediately took her cell and typed a message.
Take your meds on time, Maan. Love.
She dropped it and continued to stare at the lovely, breeze, there was no sun today it was stormy day. She was humming her favorite song and then, she heard the beep of her cell, she smiled and read his reply.
Sure ma'am. Love you.
She took a deep breath, got up and left for work even though she did not wanted to as her boss was not with her, but still she got ready on time and left. It was noon, though it was not looking like noon because sun was not there, sun was playing behind dark clouds, it was raining lightly then. She was in office, trying to fix his numerous appointments, functions, meetings, work and usual personal dates along with their marriage preparation, missing him miserably and she heard her cell phone ringing. She avoided it. It rang again; she avoided it as she was busy. It rang again and again and finally when she could not take more, she picked it up.
'What...? Okay I'm coming in thirty minutes.' She said worriedly.
***
When she reached hospital, she was tensed and literally running through corridor, she was informed from receptionist that she had to go to fifth floor. She ran and opened the room number given but no one was there, she ran to the operation theater and saw her lying on the stretcher, unconscious. She was informed, later by doctors that her best friend Tammy had met with an accident, had fracture in left hand, soon her husband came to hospital and they were sitting outside the operation theatre restless, Geet was advised by doctors to stay there because they might need blood and Geet and Tammy shared same blood group. In a rush, she even forgot to message Maan about his meds, as he was having weird fever from last one week, only at night and then in morning, he was perfectly fit and fine, but as usual, he was Maan Singh Khurana, he was busy in work, as he informed her that he met his doctor and his close childhood pal, Meera and everything was just fine with him, she was assured but yet she decided to get meds for him. She knew that he never liked meds, even after the fact that Dr. Meera was his close friend and then, their common friend and she would help him only.
She was in her thoughts when someone came and shook her shoulder; a nurse came to inform that they need blood. She went away with her. After giving the sample of her blood for checking, she went to meet Meera as she knew she worked in the same hospital.
'Hey Meera...what's up?' geet asked cheerfully.
'Oh! Geet, Welcome...how is maan?'
'I don't know. He is on business tour, I reminded him about meds, but I highly doubt on him, since I'm not with him.'
'Oh! Only you can control your boss. He will be fine.' She laughed and said it with little discomfort, but Geet chose to avoid it.
The nurse took sample of her blood and went away for tasting it. They sat and talked about her marriage preparation. Meera was closer with Maan, as she was his childhood friend and they share some unique bond, Meera was different with Maan, as she understood him well, from school they were together which made Geet jealous sometimes, but Maan always used to assure her that she was the only one and she knew that he loved her lot. Thought, she wanted to believe him but given the facts and nature of him, she always had the awful feeling of insecurity. After their talk, Meera got busy in rounds and she went to check on Tammy.
She was sitting with Tammy's husband outside the operation theatre and a nurse came and asked tammy's husband to arrange blood from other blood bank as there was some problem in geet's blood. She was confused and shocked, but before she could do anything, she was called by her friend meera, she was much nervous then; she felt a lurch in stomach. As she entered the cabin, she looked at her with a report in her hand with an anxious look.
'What is wrong, meera?' she asked directly with an invisible fear in her eyes.
'Geet...I...'
'What is it? Why did not you guys took my blood, me and tammy share the same blood group, then why?' she asked confusingly.
'Geet...I'm afraid but there is something wrong with you...I mean your blood.'
'And what is it?'
'You are HIV positive'
She was shocked - shell shocked. For initial few moments, she could not believe the same words she heard. She was out of reaction and emotion, she could not found it how it happened and what was going on in her mind, it was like a whirlwind, twister in her mind.
'Have you re-checked it?'
'I have already personally checked your blood three times. It's final.' She said worriedly.
'How can I...? I mean...meera...I have never been hospitalized nor taken any blood from others...'
'I know geet. Relax first calm yourself. And tell me are you two physically involved?' she asked but she hesitated a bit.
She did not say anything, but she knew the answer, it was yes. Unfortunately and regrettably, it was yes.
And, she remembered last weekend, when they were together alone in Mumbai, they were on business tour but when it was over, he asked her to stay there for weekend and she agreed. It was the best time of her life. She remembered everything and her facial expressions changed into hatred and confused one. She was confused.
'Geet...you are lucky because we found out in initial stage only. You are not in much danger; we will start medication for you...'
She said but Geet got up and left immediately, with a blank and empty expression. After she left, Meera tried to call him but his cell was switched off, she worriedly looked at his call image, and wiped the lone tear from the corner of her eye before it slipped down on her cheek.
***
She was sitting near the window, closing her eyes in pain, betrayal and disbelief listening to the rhythmic sound of rain. She never thought in her worst nightmare that something would happen to her. She was way more shocked. From her tightly shut eyes, tears were flowing endlessly, making a stream on her cheeks. She heard the sound of opening the lock of door, she thought he came, she quickly wiped her tears.
He came and called her, she did not say anything, he kept calling her name but she did not say anything, eventually he found her near the window.
'Hey...Missed me?' he hugged her from back. She did not turn around. His voice was dry and weak.
She felt his warm touch, it was warmer, and his temperature was hot. He was still in high fever, but then she knew the reason why he was having this fever and recent weak immunity system of his body.
'Oh...I so missed your scent...Love you...' he said kissing her neck and shoulder through his weak gesture, he was literally trying to avoid his condition and making him look like strong and healthy person. With that, she turned around and gave him a stern look, he was shocked to see her state, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying.
'Oh...my god...What happened geet...? Are you okay, baby?' he asked worriedly.
She did not say anything but removed his hands from her shoulders, pushed him away and got up.
He was much more shocked then, he got up and again shook her shoulder,
'What happened?'
She finally, pushed him hard and screamed out loud,
'Don't touch me...DON'T!'
He was taken aback, he was ghastly shaken from her weird behavior, he noticed the anger in her eyes and voice, but more than that, there was pain in her eyes. He did not get anything first but then he saw a piece of paper in her hand, he took it and read it and he stood there still - shell shocked. It was her blood report, he was shocked to know the reality, it did not make any sense to him first, he was dumbfounded, not able to react anything on the current situation. He was clouded by confusion and more confusion.
'Geet...I...'
'Don't...just don't say anything. You knew it and you...' she said it and stepped back.
He was shocked to know that she was avoiding him. He came closer to her. But before he could say anything she started,
'Why did you do this to me, huh? Why? What I've done that I'm paying for this, huh? Do you know what that means? I am ruined...Do you get that? You ruined my life, my career, my existence...Maan. You knew it...You knew it that you have AIDS, still you...How could you...? I should have never trusted you...You and your pathetic life style and your girlfriends...I was a fool to fall in love with you...You ruined me...Maan Singh Khurana...' she yelled and grabbed his shirt and pushed him away as hard she could.
He remained silent as he was not able to absorb anything what was happening in his life.
'I hate you...'
'Geet...I swear...'
'Don't...you listen to me now...I have had enough of you...You know something, at least I'm lucky that I got to know about this much sooner...And I will pray to god that you suffer...You will die alone...You will regret this...I can forgive you for this but god will never...you will die miserably and then, there will no one with you...you will have to pay for your mistakes...you ruined my life but yours will be taken painfully...You will have to regret this alone...I hate you...I hate you...Maan...I hate you...' she cried more and more. She was free then, by letting out her anger and pain. She slapped him back, again and again.
And soon she left him, shocked.
He collapsed on the floor, trying to recall any moment, just any particular moment where he made any mistake, but he just could not. He was clueless. He could not even cry, he recalled the talk between him and her before one week when she asked him about his fever and he conveniently lied that he talked to Dr. Meera and everything was fine. His mere simple one lie cost him his life, he never consulted any doctor, and he was just avoiding medicines and her. He did not wanted to go to doctor for simple fever, nor could he refuse to her, so he finally decided to lie to her. And, there she was getting him medicines and taking care of him, he did not have single idea that it would turned out horrible like this. Slowly, he felt bad for her, he was at fault, and he betrayed her, with guilt rising and burning his heart more and more. Eventually, after hours at midnight, he found himself crying silently on the cold floor endlessly.
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