NEW FF- Mahsoos. THREAD 1 - Page 27

NT twitched her eye brow up with a curious look, she could easily guess when her mother lying.
"are you all hiding something from me? I will ask geet." NT was about to take her exit when rano holds her hand in a tight grip, dragging he way from the crowed.


"what's wrong with you? Today is the marriage and engagement, I don't want you to spoil her mood." she over reacted Nts talk, rather over the top...
"mom.. Chil. I was just wondering"
Rano gave one last glare and disappeared. she didn't want geet to know the truth, specially when the family is so nice and royel where els they will get a good proposal like this? whats the problem if he is blind... it's the family who matters!



Maan stood in middle of empty room with mirrors that he knows something that shows reflection of your own I'm age except he can't see. It's only for the designer.
"you look perfect." avantika smiled. Putting a black Mark behind his ear. Maan felt his skin, there was nothing different, just not his usual cloths.
"does she know?" maan ask his mother again the same question, some reason his heart was telling him she does not know nothing, he have tried but seems like nothing want to reach her ear...


It was evening when maan arrived, face covered with White flower, White wedding suit. He could only here the crowed, screaming, shouting nonsense...

He felt devs hand for support, helping him to touch the soft ground beneath him. He could feel the heat from the surrounding the gaze of people, but in his lucky he could only see black. Just black... Only way to feel anything was mahsoos...

"geets mom is at the door, I will direct you right in front, you just need to bend down and touch the feet. Alright."
Maan nodes with a glum, rano was very happy that her daughter will be maan wife where each member of the family only filled with love and care. Where els will she get son in law like this. She knew well maan is blind but if geet find this out now, there is a possibility of saying no! She feared...
"it's alright beta..." maan smiled under the flower as dev guilder him along to the entrance. Sitting down in the mandap...

Wedding was over, maan had no difficulty but geet founded rather weird how his brother dev whispering stuff in his ear. She is mrs geet khurana now. No Handa as they finally signed the marriage certificate. Even if maan is blind, he was taught to do a signature. He felt proud at least he could do something that fits in with normal people.

As the both groom an wife sat in the car, geets heart beat Rose rapidly, a new life about to start, everything she knew was old now everything new...

Geet sat in the middle, rather petrified with the fact, she is a married women now, not a 19 years old girl with many dream, her mother have mentioned just before leaving, you have responsibility to fulfill now, your and maans, what does it meant?

Maan walked in as everyone else locked the door. The room felt very different, different then normal, not the same room he once knew. He stepped from one side to another counting. He never had to do this in his own room, but feeling someone else presence other then him left him shaken.

Geet observed his rather odd behavior, curious, his eyes, a crystal clear image, light brown, pupil dilated, but no blink. Somewhere it feared her. As he came near the bed she quickly hides her eyes back in to the gungat. He came up and stood by the bed, his hand posture was rather different to, almost talking with his hand.
"umm..."

It was there sr, maan had no idea what even sr for, all he knew was what dev whispered, slowly picking up the gungat, but that will happen when when he can exactly locate where is geet.

Seeing him confused geet stood up with a worry manor on the bed. Slowly took the step forward, much as him she also have been dreaming of this night since god knows when. He stood there still, not moving, rather thinking. Geet slowly took her step with the noise of her payel his ear instantly became active. His face jerked tiny bit to the side, clearly noticeable to geets eyes.
Her voice was dying to say something, his weird act was rather petrifying her. "aue..." she came close slowly but the heavy jewelery gave it way... Her throbbing heart only knew not to react, her unconscious mind threatening her not to go close... She slowly picks her hand up to rest on his shoulder. She stood near the bed, just few inch way, looking down...
"ap tik toh ho." she wasn't sure why her hand was shaking, it's her husband after all but the way he was looking somewhere. Maans reflex instantly held her soft hand, breaking the bangle. She became unstable on the bed and landed straight towards his body. He held her tight in a jerk before landing on the floor. Geet compressed her face on his chest in fear. Shaking with the unknown thought. She can here his throbbing heart, beating in an incredible speed, his strong hold, to strong compare to any hold. For few moment she felt suffocated. The broken bangle dug in her milky wrist a moan flowed by in pain as the blood touched his White silk cotton.

Maan never held anyone this close, wasn't sure what she felt like, her smell, her voice... The soft skin, the heat. It's all so new. He wasn't sure how much strength he should use to hold her. His pounding heart gave way, every moment felt beyond control, the heat, the feeling, the high hormonal change, he never experienced anything in this extent. He wanted to part his lips to question how much strength he should use to hold her? Question, can he feel her face. Question, can he smell her? Everything about her was out of ordinary, everything had it's different smell, different aspect.
"a- ar- are you alright?" he slowly balance her back to the bed. She takes her sit, held her wrist with pain.
"it hurts..."
Maan was confused with the word pain, he instantly became more active, his hand rested on her thigh, feeling the hard cotton with many designer then eventually came to her hand feeling liquid dropping out. "blood?"
Geet nodes still without realizing her husband have no ability to see, imagine, nothing. Only words... "how?"
He hurriedly took all the bangles, putting her through more pain as he brushed the open wound then slowly pressed his firm hand over the wet patch he could feel. "first aid box!"
Maan knew well where exactly he was. The knee rests on the floor while his long hand reaches to left to find few draws, he strokes down and opens the second draw taking out a green box, again with Braille coded.
Geet closed her eyes in pain, dare not look anywhere. She had this certain fear of blood, couldn't stand or smell them. She looked way as maan opens the box, there was some other little one with titled, he takes out a antiseptic wipe. First he felt the wound, it was reasonably big. He applied the wipe and later a medium size plaster. Drop of her tear rolled on his hand as he finally finished it.
"you are crying?" somewhere he know this girl for only mere few minute almost stoked his heart. She is his wife after all. The tear ripped his heart apart, a certain worry, pain woke within.
"I am scarred of blood..." she compressed the eye lead even tighter, hiding in maans embrace. He couldn't imagine what this moment possibly looked like unless she her self described with words. May be not tonight, perhaps later.
"it's really late. I think you should sleep..."
Her mind suddenly became to a another confusion, the fear was still there somewhere but not as much it was few minute back.
"per... It's our first n-ni-night" she was embarrassed to some words at the same time wanted to know more about her husband. She gently looks up, resting the palm over his heart, feeling the heat, and the eyes couldn't believe how close she was to him.
"we are husband and wife, there will be many nights."
"but first will never come again..." she levels her face with him. The gaze nonstop looked at his m shape lips that was irrigestable. Every passing second the saliva in her mouth was fighting to mingle with his. But his eyes, it was looking somewhere else, there was no attraction, no lust, no feeling... Simply just the eyes staring in complete darkness. She rests her hand against his cheek, that was the first time she have experienced him so close, his hot breath made her shiver, sending chill down her body. Her lips partner again "you are so beautiful" she mumbled, almost lost the words, not ashamed to tell the truth. She creased his rough cheek, gazing upon his long nose to the lips. Drinking , twisting her lips to take the first step to kiss. Her mind went completely blank for a minute as the unconscious brain took few more closer to touch his lips with her. Her hand came by, gently trailed the thumb over his red lips. Her soft feather lips hovered over with out any hesitation. The warm air blew on his cheek as she points her head to the side to glue both of there lips. The hand touched his abs, trying to find little space to touch what laid beneath.

Maan was completely shocked to her action, he wasn't sure what exactly she was doing. All he could feel the warm air, brushing along his cheek, her finger taking off his top button, feeling his warm hard skin and a soft object, perhaps lips touching his. That was something new, no one ever kissed him there, was it something a couple does? But why? He wouldn't deny the warmth he felt with those lips, it almost engulfed his whole body.
His reaction was cold and that only gave out wrong impression to geet. She backed way little, wondering why wasn't he reacting...
"don't you like it?" she questioned, taking her hand way to...
"what do you mean?"
She was trying to look in to his eyes but every-time she was getting the impression he does not want to see her... Her hand automatically moves way from his cheek, backing way little.
"it's very late, you must be tired"
Geet sat back on the bed with discomfort, uncomfortably smiling. Her eyes looked here and there in embarrassment. Did he just refused her? She hugged her knee as maan walked way towards the bathroom so perfectly that there was no hint that he is blind.