part 13
geet angrily - maan me koi tumhari khilona nahi hun...
maan was deeply hurt wid dat...
how can she say like dat...
his eyes filled wid pain...
geet closed her eyes for being so mean..
b4 she could speak a more wor..
maan stopped her raising his hands...
maan painfully - i dnt mean anything to u now...
saying so he left from dere at once...
leaving geet alone..
once again..
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I HATEEE
UUU
screamed maan on top of his voice...shutting d door tight on geet face...
geet rolled her eyes..n started knocking door...
" maan plz..darvaza kholo na..ab bahot ho gaya..."...
maan - tu ja..mujhe tujse bilkul baat nahi karni..i hate u..
geet - plz maan..kholo na darwaza...i love u na..
maan - n i hate u..tu bahot buri hai...
geet - me buri hun..??
maan - haan...
geet - me buri hun..??
maan thinking a bit - thodisi..
geet - me buri hun..??
maan - bahot thodi si..par haan hai...
...
just den dadi came dere...
dadi - maan ye kya bachpana hai...
maan - mujhe kisi se baat nahi karni..is bandariya ko lekar jayiye aap yahan se...
geet - maan plz..darwaza kholo na...
maan - ab kyu mujhe mana rahi hai..me to koi nahi hun na...
dadi looked at geet making baby face..
geet made sad face..
a shouting sameera entered dere...
sameera angrily - its all bcoz of u geet...
geet - di..me..
sameera - shut up..just shut d crap..teri vajah se maan naraz hai...
geet - sorry di..
sameer - dnt talk to me.. idiot...
b4 she could complete her sentence..
maan banged open d door...
every1 looked at him in shock...
he shot a deadly glare at sameera for scolding his geet...
how dare she...
no 1 dares to scold his geet...
no 1 dares to speak geet in dat language...
maan angrily - dnt u dare...
sameera - maan me toh..
maan repeated - dnt dare...
saying so he pulled geet in..banged shut d door again...
sameera looked at d closed door in shock..
while dadi giggled n left...
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maan still sitting on bed making grumpy face..
while geet rolled her eyes n started cleaning all d mess he hav created...
she kept all d pillow back to deir places..
all other stuff back to deir places..
she picked up land-line phone..
servant - ji mam..
geet - two hotochoclates kamre me bhej do..
servant - ji mam..
she hanged...
maan - mujhe nahi pina...
geet - mene kab kaha tujhe pine ke liye..
maan make angry face..
geet - wo dono hotchocolates mere liye hai..
maan rolled his eyes..
geet - jab teri nautanki khatam ho jayegi..tab me tere liye bhi mangawa dungi...
maan - tu kitni buri hai...
geet - me buri hun..??
maan - thodisi..
geet laughed n hugged him forcefully like teddy bear...
she was just about to bcum 6yrs old...while he was entering his 8th yr..
her hug was like half to him..
she still tried to capture him in her small small arms..
maan - i hate u..
geet - i love u..
maan making baby face - tune aisa kyu kiya...
geet kissed his cheek..
both sat on bed in front of each other...
geet - tu meri puri baat to sun pehle..
maan - kya hai..
geet - mene abhi tak admission liya nahi hai..tujhe puchh ke hi lungi..agar tu nahi bolega to nahi lungi..
maan - par tune sabse pehle dadi ko bataya..mujhe nahi...i hate u..
geet - maan dadi badi hai na..
maan nodded his head in NO...
not convinced...
geet - maanu plzzz..
MAAN - MAANU..EWWW...
geet laughed..jumping on his lap..
maanu maanu maanu...
maan made baby face - im angry..n u suppose to listen to me...
geet pulled his cheek..admiring his cute anger...
geet - my cutie..is sooo cuteee
maan - dnt try it..
geet - maan plz maan jao na..huva ye..ke kal me apne kamre me gana ga rahi thi..tabhi wahan dadi aur chachi ji aayi..aur unhone mujhe gate huye suna..to dadi bahot khushi ho gayi..aur chachi ne bina mujhse puchhe mere singing classes shuru kar diye..jab mujhe pata chala to mene dadi ko bataya aur tum ne sun liya...abhi isme mera kya fault hai..bolo...tum hi batao..
maan listened wid all his concentration...wid geet sitting on his lap..
he gave her teddy bear hug...
maan - tune mujhe ye sab pehle kyu nahi bataya...
geet - tu sunta kaha hai..
maan - me nahi sunta..?
geet - thodasa..
maan - me nahi sunta..?
geet giggled hugging him back..
while maan kissed her cheeck giggling..
maan - teri vajah se mujhe kitni bhook lagi hai..
geet rolled her eyes..
just den d door knocked..
geet - lo ho gaya intazam..tumhare ess mote pet ka..
maan - tune mere pet ko mota bola..
geet - haan...
geet teased n ran to open d door..
n came back wid two glasses of hot chocolate...
maan raised his both hands...
geet handed him both d glasses...
which he gulped all within a min..
geet rolled his eyes...
geet - agar etni bhook lagi thi..toh etna nautanki kyu..
maan - taki tu mujhe manaye..
geet - aur agar kisi din me tujhe manane nahi aayi toh...
maan - us din me samajh jaunga..dat " i dnt meant anything to U..."
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d words brought geet back to reality...
n den she realized...
she hav reached home..standing in front of d closed door of her bedroom...
geet closed her eyes in anger...
howww
how d hell can she let herself get lost in dat past once again...
bloody once again...
yyy...
he came back to her life...
was is not enough wat he hav done in past...
only she knows how she hav recollected d broken peices of her life...
she never wanted to hav him back to her life...
den y he is here...
y he is acting like he is d most innocent 1...
but mr.maan singh khurana...dis is dat old stupid innocent geet who lived for him alwz...
its GEET...
D GEET HANDA...
no1 in d world hav enough power to bring d tear in her eyes...
smirking to herself...
n feeling proud of her own power...
she opened d door of her bedroom...
only to find A SLEEPING MAAN on her bed...
she didn't react...
sumwhere she knew it..coz she knows him more dan himself...
she knew...
wenever he is angry on her...
still he wants her near him to manaofy her...to admire his tantrums...
she moved in...
he was sleeping like a small kid...
legs twisted n handa burried near neck..
his face looked too pure..seren n innocent..
it fely like he was sleeping aftr so long..
but he was uncorfortable in sleep...
as he was rolling continuously ob bed from one corner to another...
she rolled her eyes n sat beside him...
he automatically moved n rested his head n body comfortable on her lap n legs in sleep...
she didn't move...
she let him do...
he adjuste himself comfortable on her lap..as well his arms snaked her waist wid his head deep burried in her tummy...
a light smile came on his lips though he was in sleep...
she didn't want to push him away...
coz dis was d same way he hav slept his every night till he went to london...
LONDON...
d word london brought dat darkness back to her eyes...
she looked at him carefully...
he was sleeping so comfortable n peacefully...
like how much he had waited for dis 1 sleep..
unknown to herself...
her fingers moved into his hairs..carrasing dem..massaging dem gently..softly n lovingly...
d same moment...
d same sleep...
d same carrase...
d same smile..
everything felt like going in past...
like once again dey were living deir past...
how lovingly she used too carrase his hairs n kiss his hairs wen he wud sleep on her lap...
he never liked sleeping using pillow...
it was alwz geet's lap...
he never let her go anywhere..not even for a trip..
thinking how vil he sleep in d night dem...
n no1 had to d courage to say anything in front of d small maan singh khurana...
geet to herself...
"...kabhi kabhi..kismat kitane ajeeb mod lati hai humari zindagi...maan..geet..geet ne kabhi socha bhi naho hoga ke wo maan ke bina apni zindagi ke 2 saal bita payegi..bina maan ko dekhe..bina uski awz sune..bina usse mile..kya me sach me etni badal gayi...par me akeli to nahi badli..sabkuchh badal gaya hai maan..log..sapne..hakikat..aur tum..baat sirf hai ke tum ne abhi is baat ko swikar nahi kiya...tum chaho ya na chaho maan..par tumhe is sachh ko manana hi hoga..ke humara sath utna hi tha..jab babaji ne mujhse mera maa-papaji ko le liye..to dadi ne mujhe samjhaya tha ke kisi aur ko unki mujhse jyada jarurat thi..agar usne humara sath utna hi likha tha to tum ye baat manani hogi...me tumse nafrat nahi karana chahti maan...par me tumhe tumhari wo geet vapas bhi nahi kar sakti...hum dono nadi ke do kinaron ki tarah..jinme dooriyan jaruri hoti hai..unhe door hi rehna padta hai...wo kabhi ek nahi ho sakte...hum dono apni apni zindagi me aage badh chuke hai maan...plz chale jao..mere gusse ko meri nafrat me badalane par majbur mat karo...is nafrat ne pehle hi us geet ko maar diya...kahi ye nafrat mujhse mere sare rishte na chhin le..chale jao maan..me humare guzre lamhon ko nafrat ki is andhi me kuchalana nahi chahti...shayad dooriyan hi humari kismat me hai..humne apne us bachpan ko zindagi ke ek haseen mod par chhod diya hai..unhe wahi rehane do..un khichon mat maan..warna dhage toot jayenge..meri zindagi me tumhare liye koi jagah nahi bachi hai..chale jao maan...plz chale jao..."
" GEETU... "...whispered maan in deep sleep...breaking d chain of thoughts of geet...
geet carrased his hairs gently...
" shhh...im here...sleep now..."..whispered geet gently...
he hugged her more tightly..nuzzling his face on her tummy...
like even in his deep sleep..he can feel her...
he dnt want her to go away from him..
geet closed her eyes...
unknowingly rested her head on d railing behind..n feel asleep..
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