Chpater 17 - Confession Yaa...?
After 1 and 1/2 months, Natural Energy Conference - 2011, Mumbai
Geet looked at the speaker's profile...and her eyes stuck at Maan Singh Khurana's name...She sighed...he is coming, she didn't wanted to see him...she didn't wanted to be aamne - sammne...and she was hoping he will also avoid her...
Since last one month...she has struggled so much to keep her mind off from him...trying to convince her again and again that he is another jerk...and she need not waste time thinking about him, he came in her life, affected her but she should forget him...and she is doing all that... but today what she is going to do if she meets him...
She closed her eyes...and remembered...how upset he was when he came to know that she had lied about deal with Solar energy but still he approved her project...how he carried her inside the LR when she slept on the sand, so many times he has taken care of her...but then again and again he has insulted her also...questioning her life but then she can not let anyone question her...
She has led her life the way she wanted...she is neither repentive nor excited about it...Its her life and she owns it...
She opened her eyes, made herself busy with her book...still there was time for the conference to begin...
"Geet..."
she looked up...he was standing...his eyes were gazing her.
"Hi MK..." she got up..
"How are you...?"
"Fine..."
She was feeling very odd...they exchanging pleasantries like first time meet and before they could say something, the speaker was invited on the dias...and he went ahead to take his seat in the front row, She also got back in her seat...
Lunch time...her eyes searched for him but he was not to be seen...She sighed..."Geet, why are u looking for him..." she shrugged off any thoughts...
AT dinner
Maan eyes were fixed at entry...though he was conversing with others but he knew in his heart he was waiting for her, not able to understand why he is waiting for her...Everything is over between them, She has gone out of his life, his company...everything but he is still holding her inside him...
and his eyes went to her as he saw her moving towards the drink counter...she was in a black dress, poised...the way he had always seen her... and his heart stopped beating...
He went nearer to her...
"Geet..."
She turned back...stunned...her eyes...it disturbed him...
"Geet...are you all right...?" he handed her the drink...
"Yes..." she nodded...
He again looked at her...not convinced...
"No...why I am feeling tum kuch badli badli see lag rahin hon. ...Your eyes...?"
"My eyes...? what happened to them...?" she fluttered them...
"It is missing its chanchalpan ..."
"Chanchalpan ...?"
"Yes...your eyes always had that bindaas...don't care attitude...but today I am feeling they are not same..."
"No...I am fine...but then you never liked my that way...?You hated it...?" her eyes...
He couldn't answer her...he kept looking at her...they kept staring each other, she broke the spell and left him near the counter...
He saw she was busy with...Neil, Raj, others...smiling, laughing...and it infuriated him, he could feel his nerves getting tensed up...He took another drink, gulped it...his eyes were fixed on her only...
At night, Hotel
Geet was not able to get sleep...she took her book and then lied on the sofa but her mind drifted to her meeting with him...
He said...she is badli badli ...No, she has not changed at all...she will never change...why should she change for someone...and that also for him...no way...
then her room bell...
She opened the door...and saw him standing...
"MK...? You here...at this time...?" she was puzzled...
"Geet, I want to talk to you..."
She saw...he was not able to stand properly also...
"MK...you are drunk..."
He almost forced himself inside..."Since when you have started worrying about people who are drunk..."
She could feel anger arising inside..."MK...Because I know who can hold it...and you..."
He caught her hands and brought her very close to her...
"Geet.. .yeh kya MK...MK...laga rakhan hain...Tum mujhain Maan nahin bula sakti. ...?"
"MK..."
He tightened his hands around her waist...
"MK nahin...call me Maan..."
She was getting confused...
"Say it..."
"Maan..."
"Right... ab bolo ..."
"Maan...you are married now...and being in another woman room at this time will not be good for you..." she tried to release herself from his hold...
"Married...? who said I am married...? I couldn't marry her..."
She was now stunned and she looked at him questioningly...
"and you know why...? kyunki ...tum mere dil...dimaah...main har waqt chayee rehti hon ... tum ek pal ke liye bhi mujhain nahin chodti hon.. ..then how could I marry someone else...I have now decided I will not marry anyone...I will live with this pain of loving you..."
"Maan..." she was shocked...she couldn't believe it...
He fell down on his knees...holding her hands..."Geet...you know.. .main har pal mar rahan hoon...har pal...Tum jaise auraat se pyaar...? isse achha toh mujhain maut aa jaati..."
She couln't say anything...
"Tum mujhain batao main kya karoon... .tumse door jaata hoon toh dil nahin maanta...tumhare pass aata hoon toh meri aatma mujhain dhikkar(detest) ti hain..."
His tears were flowing, his eyes requesting her to understand his dilemma...his pain, his struggle...but she was getting filled with insult...and insult...
"Maan...are you confessing your love for me or you are dis-gracing me...?" her eyes started filling...
"Geet...Love ...? I don't want to love you...each and every second I detest this feeling what I have for you..Mujhain nafrat hoti hain apne aap se..."
She could no longer take it...her tears choked her throat..."Maan, I have listened to you, now please go out..."
"Geet, please say something..."
"Maan, there is nothing for me to say...its your problem to get rid of whatever you are feeling for me..."
"Haan...meri problem hain...? I am suffering so much...and you don't care about it." he was now infuriated...
"Maan...its very late now...please go out of my room..."
"Geet...I know what kind of people come in your room ..." and He grabbed her hands, pinned his body against her...and then tried to kiss her...
"Maan...leave me..." she struggled to come out...
"Kyun...when you can sleep with someone like Raj Chopra then why not me...? " he again tried to claim her lips...
She slapped him hard, he was taken aback but he again grabbed her...she tried to release herself...
"Maan, I am completely disgusted by you...I thought you are different then others...I had respect for you but today you have proven me you are no different...you cannot take a woman's NO...People like Raj are better than you...at least they don't wear the mask of values, principles...they are clear what they want but people like you are more dangerous...you show your principles but inside you also lust for me..."
"Geet, how dare you compare me with him..." he was now really angry...tightened his hold around her but she gave him a big hit and he was on floor in pain...he closed his eyes...
"I know how to take care of me...and remember.. don't dare to do this again to me..."
She stood there...her nostrils flared...her eyes teary...She observed him disgustingly then changed her dress, packed her things...and called up the reception for checkout...
She was about to close the door...saw him lying on the floor...came back...called up the reception again for help...the boy came, with his help, she made him sleep on the bed and left...
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