FANTASY
CHAPTER-5
Pari tucked the blanket closer to Geet's nude body covering her up completely. She had just finished giving her a sponge bath, and as she turned, she saw Maan enter the room with medicines and a glass of water. She watched him crush the medicines and put them into the water. He walked to Geet and held her up gingerly. She was still unconscious, and the doctor had said that she will not wake up before the morning. He spooned the water into her mouth lovingly, as Pari and Vicky watched on standing near the door. As he wiped her mouth dry, they decided to give them space and left, closing the door behind them.
" Thank God. Atleast Bhai found Bhabi. He was almost living his days like a zombie without her."
Pari was lost in her own thoughts. Maan, being her husband didn't agree to give Geet a sponge bath. She had first thought that it was because of the quarrel they had due to an unknown reason a few weeks back. But back in the room, when she had seen Maan feed her the medicines, even a blind man could see the undeniable love and softness he had in his eyes for his wife. Then why did he say that he had lost rights on her? What the hell had happened between them?
Maan placed his hand on her forehead and looked at her with moist eyes.He felt a tear drop from his eyes on the blanket which made him smile sadly and whisper, " See Geet, only you have the way to make Maan Singh Khurana cry! Maybe that's why I fell in love with you because you made me feel real, you made me feel like a human. But I couldn't hold on to you. Look what I did to you.", he lifted her limp right hand to his lips and kissed it softly.
He dimmed the lights,glancing at her for the last time. He walked to the couch and lay down,his eyes,filled with visions of Geet holding on to him feebly, crying for and screaming at him and then fainting in his arms.His mind drifted to that fateful day- the day he committed a crime,the day he lost his Geet forever.
He tore at her decorations ruthlessly, while she sat cuddled on the floor staring at him with red blood eyes. He stormed out of the Mansion leaving her like that. Geet sat there for what seemed like hours, and then she slowly got up and went to their,sorry,his room, her injured hand leaving a trail of blood behind. She packed her clothes and left quietly.
Two weeks had passed since that incident. Maan refused to talk about what happened between him and Geet to anyone, even Daadima and Vicky. They were worried about Geet and why she left so suddenly but all Maan said was, "Her plan failed, so she left!!" They tried calling her but it appeared that Geet hadn't taken anything except her own clothes. She had even left the saris and jewels which were gifted by Maan.
The days passed, with Maan becoming rude from arrogant and merciless from rude. Noone escaped the wrath of Maan Singh Khurana, not even Vicky. He spent his days at the office and his nights, practicing violent Tai-chi moves.
It was the third week when Maan sat having breakfast ALONE. ( He never was anywhere near his family nowadays). The doorbell rang and it was Ayan.
He came in with 4 boxes of sweets, and handing them over to Maan broke into a wide smile.
" I am getting married Maan."
" Oh really!! Congrats!! So Geet finally agreed huh?",he replied with a sarcastic smirk.
"Geet!!!" he scoffed," I am not crazy that I will marry Geet!! She will kill me just by talking!! I am getting married to Natasha. She was in college with me and we had to break up when her parents found out. She had to get married to an older guy because of her parental pressure, but it didn't work out, so they got divorced. She didn't want to marry me because of a very stupid reason. She said that I am an eligible bachelor and she is a divorcee. As if I care about that!!! I came here for your business deal, but mostly I wanted to meet Natasha and plead her to marry me since we love each other so much and guess what, she finally agreed. We are flying to Mumbai tomorrow!! All thanks to your Geet!! Where is that idiot by the way?"
Maan stared at him with eyes full of questions and confusions.
" Your employees said, that the girl you had an affair with didn't marry you for money and'." He trailed off looking straight ahead.
" That's the gossip they have made up I guess. But Natasha loved me even when I didn't have enough money to take her out on a date." He chuckled softly.
" But you' you and Geet were in the coffee shop and you kissed her hand and'."
" Yeah I know, she was supposed to pick you up from the site right? She told me but I insisted that she came and met me because Natasha was planning on leaving Delhi that night, and I needed Geet's help to stop her and talk to her. They were kinda best friends you know and trust Geet to talk to someone and solve problems. Where is she by the way?"
" Woh'Geet!!"he looked everywhere except at Ayan.
" Wait, you just said, I kissed her hand. Did you see us there? Why didn't you come and meet us then? Where is Geet Maan?", a look of worry crossed his face.
" She left!! Because'. I 'well' I thought' said that you guys.. tumhare beech mein koi rishta hai and I saw photos and..um..maine galat'''."
"You thought we were having an affair Maan? Geet aur MERE beech mein'. And what photos? Geet ne toh mujhe kaha tha ke tum logoki love marriage huwi hai. Just 2 month old right? Aap ko Geet per yakeen nahin hain kya?" he spoke intently and then stopped. Everything fell into place suddenly and his expressions changed into disgust and anger.
" Kuch employees ki bakwaas sunkar aapko laga ke who ladki Geet hai hai na? Jisne mujhe chor diya paiso ke liye! And you thought that she married you for money'."
" Mujhe Geet ko wapas lane jana hai. Geet ko ghar lana hain' haan jana hai mujhe'" Maan started mumbling to himself and walking towards the door when Ayan stopped him.
" Agar aapne coffee shop tak hamara picha kiya to ander aakar sun toh lete kii hum kya baatein kar rahethein.And what photos are you talking about Maan? Jawab dijiye."
Maan walked towards his room in a daze and pulled out the photos. He had kept them to remind him what Geet did to him and that he shouldn't trust anyone in life anymore. His mind was screaming out to him blaming him, torturing him, as the image of Geet flashed before his eyes. He handed the photos to Ayan numbly, still pondering over the events, when he heard a throaty chuckle.
Ayan held the photos and looked at him. His eyes registered pity and sadness. He whispered, " These are photoshopped pictures Mr. Khurana. The ones based on which you threw your wife out. The one who probably loved you the most in the world. I am a graphics expert, so I know that these are fake and if you want I can even prove it to you by showing you."
Ayan placed the photos on the table and made his way to the door. Before leaving he turned to look at a frozen Maan and said slowly, " I feel pity for you Maan. Umar beeth jaati hain logon ko aapna saccha pyaar milte milte. Kuch logon ko toh milti bhi nahin. Geet mujhse hamesha kehti thi ke uski zindagi aapki amaanat hai aur woh aapni jaan bhi de sakti hain aapke liye. Main yehi dua karunga ke waqt rehte aap sab kuch sambhalle Mr. Khurana."
PRECAP: Main tumhare layak nahin hoon Geet. You deserve a much better person than me. Lekin, tumhari yeh halat meri wajah se huyi hai. Please stay with me,till you recover. I promise I wont ask you to stay back with me or give me a second chance. Ek bar tum thik ho jao, phir tum jo chahti ho wahi hoga, jaisa tum kahogi main waisa hi karunga.
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