FF -MAHSOOS- MAAN & GEET- THREAD 4 - Page 39

He slowly drops his finger on the long White big grand piano key. The polish reflected every cell of his long hard nails, creating a beautiful image. His mind wondered around geets question... How does he mahsoos her? How does he know where she is...
"mahsoos..." he whispered, inhaling geets aroma as she came and sat next to him.
"I am sorry" geet whispered back.
He could feel her soft hand, curling around his strong chest.
"I have missed you" maan took her hand, hiding between his and gently kissed, while his dark eyes looked somewhere.
"where were we?"
"somewhere" she rests her head on maans shoulder, "how do you mahsoos me maan?"

Maan gently pressed on one of the key, then another then another until a beautiful melody that touched her heart.


Now what could he say, it's mahsoos... It's there mahsoos that couldn't be explained.
Geets eyes twinkled while she listens with concentration. Her heart aced to here further, fascinated the way he express his feeling.


He stood up, looking straight pass her dark brown eyes, taking her soft hand in-between his, pulling her in the middle of the hollo wooden room. Feeling every escaping heat from her sweet body. His hand burned with power that he couldn't imagine. Her new smell covered his body, a pheromones that he could never forget. Its secured In to the most scariest part in the brain.


Geet slowly twists around while he engulfs her from the back. The warmth, how can he explain? The way she move her hand, gliding like a snake, teasing him. Her innocent, the sweet voice, his heart is nothing, it could never be anything. Her lips, the feeling of his hard finger, running along her fragile skin.


His face looked at her, a pain, a fear that he may loose her. But what can this world do if she is with him...


Maan rests his palm against her cheek. Feeling her. The feeling of her absence in his body, in his mind, in his every cell, it's indigestible. He suppress him self further, engulfing her warmness. "you are beautiful to me..." he whispered on her lips.
"did you wright that song for me?" geets eyes twinkled with tears. It's painful, it's hunting, it's a love that she couldn't possibly describe. A mahsoos of there self.

"yes"
Geets mind went dead, whole while she was so lost in every rhythm, every line of her husbands sweet lips, a sweet mahsoos, a feeling she did not want to feel. Her life...



NT stood there gazing upon the couple. A tear escaped, his song for geet, the hidden love in those words, the hidden mahsoos, she could possibly not think about taking geet way. She looked at them from the edge of the door, stating at maans eyes,thinking the unthinkable... Slowly slipping way...

"dev?" he stood behind her, the song he did not miss either... It was maans heart, a song that would bring tears in anyone eyes. A mahsoos that he could not put it in any other way.
"why are you here?" dev came to straight to the point.
"to see my sister!"
"that's a surprise!"
NT held her stomach and was slowly cutting off when dev holds her arm angrily. "leave. Seeing you only kills me each and every second." a red eye looked at her with pain which surly NT couldn't take. His pain was reflecting out of her eyes...
"I am leaving soon!"
NT walked of when dev stops her again. "happy anniversary!" he whispered and hurried off.
He locks the door, opening the big wardrobe, taking a picture out. He still couldn't believe how easily she broke there 5 years old relationship... Without any words, without any reason... And what a coincident... The day of there anniversary is the day of bebo and shorias anniversary... Then what she is doing here?


A tear drop from geets eyes brought back maan to the reality. He looked at his darkness. His hand came up, flowing a trail of her skin to the face. "what happen? Why are you crying?" his head was straight, looking somewhere, but not geets face which made her giggle... "and you are laughing?"
"it's nothing!"
"but it's something..."
"why don't you help me to wright something for armaan to kripa.."
"hmm..."
"the mahsoos you feel for me..." she smiled, pulling his hand and then to there bedroom. Maan locks the door while geet took a notepad and a pen, hopping on to the bed. She sat between maans leg, resting her self completely in his embrace while he leaned on the bed. Geet covered there body with a fluffy duvet, then rested the pad on her thigh, over a pillow...
"what shall I wright?" she questions again. Looking up, smiling. Maan bends forward, slowly feeling her dimple and then gently pecked.
"I never wrote anything like that!" geet started to chew the other end of the pen and made a thoughtful face.
"but you wrote a song for me..."
"yes, that's for you. It's from my heart..." geet blushed instantly.
Maan could feel how the heat of her body rapidly increased and decreased along with the pounding heart. She twists, gently giving him a peck... "then tell me something from your heart now..."



Through out the night geet couldn't stop thinking about maans each word, his each touch while they made love. Her mind wondered again to the song he wrote, a song which surprised her again. How much surprise this man will give it to her now.

Next morning, geets heart refuged to leave maans warmness. Hiding her self in him was the first priority. She felt like a fairy tail, yet there was so much to discover... And most importantly .. Can she tell this to her friends, that her husband is blind... How will they react?
"you have to go." he gently told her yet refuge to let go.
"no! Can I skip collage today!" maan smiles and nodes a no. Geet observed his face, while he looked somewhere. " why I can't take my self out of that song. out of you" she questioned.
Maan parts his lips to answer, and smiles "it's time for you to go.." geet makes a baby gave and before she disappeared she came quickly giving a passionate kiss.

"let's go home..," maan instructed the driver. It's have been long since his life turned upside down. A beautiful feeling that he him self was lacking in words. He did quick work before mr John called for a meeting to have a conference in a collage, surprisingly it's geets collage.

Geet happily brought out the not on the lunch table. She was proud of his words, proudly saying "it's done by my husband!"
"well.. Let's here it!"
"well I changed it to kripa!"
"go on"
geet looked at the paper.. it just sounded perfect from hr husband lips then her... she was simply lacking emotion..."I never knew the feeling of mahsoos until when my heart felt the burning gaze of your staring deep in my heart. I never thought I could smell you in nothing..., finding you in a crowd of people with my eyes close. I Never knew your voice, your sweet voice would be this special to my heart that with your each word my pounding heart skips several beats. I don't need eyes to love you, to feel you because I can always mahsoos you..." geet whispered while she spoke... falling for her husband further.
"armaan I need to tell you something..."
Armaan who was lost in the words. His half mouth open...

"conference?"
"yes. It's been planned. Haven't you study?" maan rubbed his forehead. Trying his best to think. His concentration was so low yesterday, which mean he forgot! Now that's rare, that's not like him. Maan was still lost in geet.
John smiled "maybe honeymoon" he laughed & walked out.

Maan stood there little confused. He never have been like this! Never!