~MAHSOOS~
Part 2
Maan walks down the stair, supporting anni. She held her brothers hand firmly. Her ear active with excitement, she is the only one who knew where exactly the two ladies of the house was heading towards. While maan in complete black.
"what's the excitement?" he wondered. Feeling the sofa, making sure anni sat there perfectly well then he took his sit.
Avantika came right close, gently brushing maans hair as a bless.
"marriage pakki ho gye"Maan felt the excitement tingling in his stomach. Surly this was no dream to here someone have excepted anni, even after knowing her biggest weakness is that she can't see the twinkle of light.
"
anni, come here!" maan snakes his hand around his sister, hugging her tight.
"I am so happy for you."Grandma and mother of maan along with anni and 10 odd servants took maans sentence in rather amusement way, sound of laughter surrounded the heavily leaving poor maan in confusion.
"no you mad, it's you. Geet have accepted the proposal" avantika laughed in excitement while maans eyes felt something. His up cherry face showed glimpse of gloominess.
"
what?" he was rather shocked with the sudden news of his marriage. all type of nonsense walked in his head. does she even know the truth?
"
it's this Wednesday. Mr and mrs Handa was rather in hurry and we would like someone for you soon as possible.""I am not a donkey from the road who needs someone's support!" he indirectly heart his mother feeling. He did not give his words a second thought, knowing how badly she may be affected. He stood up, and puts his hand forward to feel the presence of his mother.
Maan is a cleaver man with beyond knowledge about anything. A sharp mind and an incredible powerful ears. The house is so familiar to his presence and knowing people with exception he required no help at all. Even tho he can't see, due to problem with his eyes since born but; he could feel everyone.
His dark brown eyes, pupil dilated to gather some light but in vain no reaction. It's black. He came few step forwards, resting his palm against her. Feeling for some tears.
"wish I could imagine how this tear looks..."Avantika breaks down further, suppressing her self in maans embrace, while he consoled.
He is a man who is blind from birth, imagination, something that doesn't exist. It's black. He could only imagine with voice. Description, to feel what a mountain looks like, to feel the wrinkle of water... He could never imagine, nor knows what does color looks like. His mother knows very well... How can a girl accept him?
"does she know the truth?""yes!"***
Geet couldn't do anything to change there mind, instead her big dress made the situation out of hand. She looked beautiful and a perfect wife! Ugh!!!!
She changed her cloths to western style top and jense.
"much comfortable!" she smiled at her self and took the car key from the side and drove off without asking anyone. Frustrated and rather angry. Well if she is to merry in few days with someone that she don't even know then what's the point? Let's enjoy the life before it becomes a jail. She is a easy going girl, well there are always way for her to get what she wants but respects her parents value. And knowing her self, she would rather would not do anything wrong that brings tears on there eyes. Maybe that's why- that's why she is accepting this marriage in fear of there guilt.
Geet stops right in front of the terrific light. Staring at a blind man who elegantly passing the cross. She smiled for few minutes but then realized how helpless that man is, a sympathy walked inside her...
As she arrived at collage, mostly all looked very happy with there on going life. Perhaps it's just her, unknowingly yet somewhere she have accepted the fact she will be married to someone called maan, and some parts within want to run way, escape from all this. Dilemma sounds so complicated.
"what's wrong?" anjali out of bloom spoke out, making geet jump. Her heart rate increased in incredible speed. She blinked few time resting her small palm over her chest and angrily looked at her pathetic friend.
"can't you ever talk normal?""s
orry! But how come you have agreed to this marriage? I mean- it was few days back when you were completely against it! And you have practiced so much to say no! Then what happen?""what can I say? It's my dad with those adorable puppy eyes, I just couldn't say no!""well, I guess now it's arrangement time only.""I guess so..."Geet steps out of the car along with her friend...
***
With 0 excitement maan took his seat in the darkest corner of his room. Pitch black... A big thick file with dots all over laid on his thigh. He was reading and analyzing a file of devs business. He perhaps have no knowledge but love to observe what may be going around him, & devs explanation about the outside world always impressed him in great deal. It's almost feeling with his mind. Each file was specially made in to a braille language for maan to understand.
He was rather fascinated and amused with his brothers wide knowledge of business and proud because he in a extent took his ideas in consideration.
"
interesting?" dev smiled. He Came forward and took a sit.
"very. I am impressed."Dev was the only child who did not born blind, or did not born with any disability along with vicky. Otherwise maan and anny were unfortunate to be blind.
"I have really thought about what you have mentioned last night. Our Clint took a great deal of interest."
Maan closes the folder, resting it on the coffee table. He gently stands up and rotates 90 degree to south, heading towards his cupboard, he walked like a normal person. No one would guess that he can't see, the way he touch a object without fear like he can see... But that's not correct, because he can feel everything.
next-(they talk)
"maan would like to talk to you. I know I shouldn't let all this happening but he is such a gentle man, I could not refuge. Very persuasive I would suggest."
PART 1 ~Prv~Nex~
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