FF -MAHSOOS- MAAN & GEET- THREAD 4 - Page 21

Maan with straight face walked in to his dads cabin for a urgent meeting, much as he hated leaving geet home alone, well to be precise there room. He wanted to be with her, to love her. To engulf her in his embrace. He wondered about what she have mentioned earlier. How she was failed to answer his likes and dislikes. How people with eyes describe there likes and dislikes. For him, it's only mahsoos, like he mahsoos his wife. Her smile, her pain, her small childish talk, her unknown words. Those rapid heartbeats... It's always mahsoos... But for geet... It must be different.

Maan met up with few student before meeting then he was his way straight home. He also have realised and decided to ask geet, her likes and dislikes... Her dream...

Geet was waiting at the dinner table for maan. When nt walks in. "what are you doing?"
"umm... Oh... Maan... I am waiting for him."
"he is blind, where can he go? And anyway I hope you realize he is not your future. He is blind"
For the first time she hated how NT called her husband blind. There was little torment and irritation passed through her body...
"au aise nahi he bebo..."
"since I came I have seen how traditional little wife you have been... He is blind and I think it's time we should speak everything through and you coming with me!"
Geet heart started to pound with fear, a fear that she possibly could not imagine. She nodes a no...
"bebo... Why are you talking like this?" geet looked at her dark brown eyes with question but nothing els bothered her more then her own sister calling her husband a useless man. A shameful man. A blind man.
"he can't see you geet. For god sake try to see the reality, how can he even give you love or care when he can't travel from here to there without support. He just want you as a puppet... & what you have its just sympathy..."
Geet nodes a no again, dev walks in before NT could say another word. She frowned and walks off... While dev looked at them little as possible.

Geet sat there with tear fighting to come out. A mahsoos in her heart for maan, a mahsoos that she could never ignore.

Maan couldn't even step in when geet suppress her self to maan. "what's wrong?" he brings her close. Hiding in his warmth just like she loves. Geet wipes her tears off and then in croky voice, it was vaguely noticeable that she have been in tears.
"pata hi, I missed you so much." geet smiled, tried her best to be her usual self but maan could guess there was something wrong.
Geet held maans hand, taking the book way from his hand, resting on the side table while they took there sit. "I have cooled your favorite"
"acca!"
"yep.. Aur, this hand again became restless to feed you..." she giggled. As she sweetly fed him still keeping her eyes everywhere. She have ignored Nts words completely, yet it hurt her immensely but she was only here for a week.

They slowly walked in to there room, geet again explaining what she done after he have left. Maan happily listens and was glad there was no NT to steal his geet from him.

Next day, maan gives her a goodby kiss, and geet runs off to her Brail class, it have been sometimes and she was over surprised that how fast she was leaning.
"well have you planned anything for krip? I am dam confused" armaan makes a begging face to geet.
"well, have you found out her likes and dislikes?"
"oh great! Again on the same topic. Can't we drop it?"
"no! How can I arrange something when I have no clue about her likes and dislikes!"
"like you know about your husband!"
"of course, he knows me better then my self." geet proudly claims. Armaan laughed.
"I think me and anjali knows you better then anyone. Gosh how dramatic you are..." he does geets body posture... "oh my leg are to fragile, the bone will shatter like a glass if my glorious leg feel the burning sun!" armaan couldn't stop laughing while geet couldn't control her anger. She throws her bag, bashes against him.
"I feel sorry for your husband" he ran and laughed.
"tu ruk zara! Tujko toh me!" she ran after him...

Maan as usal, waited before time for his wife. The door clicked open, creating a loud noise. She was angry... He felt her body, bashed against his side, through her bag on the side and then crossed her leg on the seat.
"how was your day?" he twirls his hand around her waist.
"use armaan ko toh me..." she angrily made a fist. "my ears did not like his word!" she complained. "do you know how much it complained!"
"acca..." even he was in teasing mood... "let's feel it how hot your ears are!" geet leans forward, she actually was letting him. And he loved how innocently his wife spoke. He alwys wanted to here her expressive words about the irritation and happiness... It cheered him up seeing his wife happy.
"yes, it's very hot. What have he done?"
"I told him proudly that my husband knows me better then anyone els and he mocked and told me who would like me. A over dramatic girl" her voice, the way she spoke it only invited maan in to play along further. He always loved little teasing with her.
"accca, and what els he.." geet caught his smile. "you also laughing... She made a baby face... Holding his cheek, facing it towards her. "you were smiling... You also make fun of me and think I am over dramatic..."
"no.. No.." maan tried to explain but even her complain sounded out of the world.
"chaddo.." she angrily walks out, bang shutting the car.

Dinner was quit, geet avoided looking at NT while, she served maan and made sure he was ok, knowing how much he hates when she do not give him her full attention. But she was still angry...

everyone on the table was planning to send maan and geet way for there honeymoon, it have been over a month and surly geet will be used to her husband now...

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Maan slowly steps in, gently with a click closes the door. He knew well from the payel where about was she. The opening of te cupboard was another hint. He slowly comes close, holding her hand. "chado!" she snaps again. Closing the bathroom door bang shut.

As they lie on the bed, geet slept at the far corner. twisting her leg, anticipating when maan will come and take her in his warmth. It wasn't long when his hand slides on her waist.

"some parts of my brain are very angry, and that also controlling some parts of the body..." she snaps again...
"what els did you say about me to your friend?" he wanted to here about there mahsoos from her lips tonight. Some unknown reason he couldn't start, couldn't explain to her about his mahsoos... But equally he wanted to know how she felt about him. today this just became his aim...

Geet twists around, sliding her hand around his neck. The dark frozen eyes twinkled under the moonlight... "I told them he can read my eyes without seeing" she whispered as maan hovered his lips over her. "then I told them he can smell me from mils way..."
"then?"
"I love the way he always engulfed me in his embrace... Feeling the warmth... Feeling his pressure on me.."

Maan could here her for ever and ever... And he can easily say how comfortable was she with his yesterdays words. "do I scare you geet?" he worriedly ask her. Everyone knows he is blind and he have surprised many people with his strong sense... Even scared them in some extent. "do you get scared the way I behave with you?" he leans backward to feel her breath, a calm breath, there was no rapidness, no pounding heart. It made him feel safe but at the same time restless.
"you could never scare me!" she hugs him back. Tighter. Maan leans back to his pillow while geet came close to his heart. It was melodious.
"mahsoos he whispered... That's how I feel you..." she comes over, looking at his blank face. "how do you see me geet? Do you feel me?"
Geet came by, resting her hand on his cheek... Maan closes his eyes, feeling how her long fingers smoothly run just under his eyes... "I observe you... I only look at you, I could never get enough of seeing you..."
"just like I can't get enough of your warmth?" geet nodes. She rests her cheek under his collarbone on the hard chest... "just like that." my heart thumps without any limit when my eyes gazes upon you with out any hesitation...
"just like when your chick becomes hot?" geet blushed further. Her cheek became even hoter, maans hand came up, gently feeling the heat, then he strokes her close long eyes... A dimple formed.
"do you always close your eyes?" now how could geet say how much she is blussing...
"that's what you do to me maan... You change everything about me..."

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