Mahsoos- THREAD 5- NOTE PG 147 - Page 44

nice parts...bt i think sad parts are coming...

me too waiting for mahsoos

waiting like always dear. . .

update dear mar rahe hi next part keliye maan ka reaction how could he feel after hearing that dreadful things from geet geet to gayee kaam se ab ore kitne din lagenge mana ne me i am very much excited ki tum next kya dikavoge

Back to square one. Maan didn't wait any longer, he hoped in to the limo and drove off. He closed his eyes with agony. Wondering what just happened! Wondering what he just hard! Wishing everything is a lie.. Everything. His heart wasn't believing geet would do such thing... Geet would say such thing.
His pounding heart left him no where... No where.

Geet stood there with hand covered her mouth. While her friends looked at her with shock. The food laid there on the floor, uncared.
Anjali was about to go and hug her, realizing what just happen but armaan, he holds anjalis hand and drags her way.

Geet never have felt this guilt! This ashamed, her heart was in verge of tears inside her, no it was screaming. Why maan so suddenly left like that? She took her phone out and rang him nonstop... But no answer. Geet walked along the road, barely could concentrate. "pick up the phone... Pick up the phone... Please..." she cried, restlessly. She twists her head from one side to another, wondering what to do... "please pick up the phone. Please maan..."

Maan covered the dark layer of his eyes with another. He laid there silently. Drinking his saliva. Wondering what he just hard? Was it true? His phone wouldn't stop either as geets voice played over and over again "wifey wifey... Wify wify... Wify wife... Wifey wifey..." he felt the phone & listen to it for a while, this was the first time he hard this ring tone fully, other wise just one buzz, he would have her phone up even before it had time to say wifey wifey.

"please pick up the phone... Please please..." geet wimped on the other side of the line. Begging. While maan sat there listening. He arrived home, and was straight to his study. House was full of wedding preparation. The noise irritated him.

Geet on the other hand left collage without attending any class. Hoped on the taxi, which felt rather odd. She have become so used to him being there with her. And now she is all alone.

Geet again did not met anyone and ran straight towards there room knowing he will be there. And she took a sigh breath. "maan... Maan..." she locked the door then Walked towards there study.. "maan... Ap meri bath toh sunye..." he did not react. Maan silently sat there, gliding his hand over something. Geet came by and sat right next to him. Resting her palm over his thigh...
"maan... It's not like that... I..." she closes his book and holds his hand...
"maan please don't ignore me like that... Please talk to me..."

He thought for a while. Listening his wife's plead. "have you ever bothered telling them the truth? Are you ashamed?"

His deep word came to her like a bullet. She had this golden opportunity to tell him yesterday but the courage wasn't there. & still today, she was at the same place. "I... I was before... But not anymore maan!" she truly replied. She didn't want any lie in there relationship... Geet took his hand and rested on her heart...
"listen to my pounding heart maan. You know it's the truth. You know I could never lie-to you..."

Maans rock hard face showed no reaction. It was build to show only one emotion, build to display how painful was for him to bare her presence near him...
"maan- please don't show me that expression, please believe me..." she gently rests her hand against his cheek, stroking the hard skin. Drop by drops of tears rolled down her eyes... "can't you feel that I am telling the truth?..." she comes close to him and hides her self in his embrace... "please maan..."

"get ready everyone is waiting for us downstairs!" maan slowly slips way, without giving her a warm hug back. His heart was in confusion, confused about her behavior when she is with him and when she is not. She was like two different person, maybe he just don't know her enough... Maybe she still regrets...

Geet silently stood by the cupboard, hating his silent, and his cold behavior, hating how he is ignoring her. She stood in front of the mirror half ready... Usually maan will be there helping but today she is standing alone... All alone...

Maan felt his watch, she is way to early. Actually, she did not even attend any class. He guessed she would be near the dressing table.

"you don't have to come with me. You need to go back to class!"

Geet spines around to answer but by the time she does the door made a loud noise. Geet didn't listen. After 30 minute she walks down, her eyes hungrily looked for maan. Vicky came by...
"where is maan?" geet question with agitation and worry look. It didn't give any hint to vicky, he was rather wondering maybe it's because of the wedding preparation.
"he, I think bro just went out. Do you need anything?" he asked rather in thoughtful manner.
"no- no!" she repeats with assurance. Last thing she wanted was the whole family misunderstand her. "it's, I made him upset!" geet was honest. She didn't want family to suspect when they are around as two separate person. After maan, this family what she have. Specially after what her own family have done. "I didn't mean to. Oh... He .." she was lost of words. There are so many way she could express but explain in a way that someone would not misinterpret her words.
"aww, now I can not help with that. When maan is upset or angry nun of us inerfear, specially!" vicky drinks his saliva to show the fear that was building up. He exactly did not have good memory of his brother anger... "you - actually have to figure that out by your self, even mama don't... Actually not even dad!"
Geet twisted her lips in worry. Her natural reaction to show other that she is thinking something and that could be from romance to worry.
"ok-" geet nodes her head lazily with eyes fixed somewhere that she herself would not even know. "I should start looking for him. He won't even answer my call."
"sorry! He most likely went to our farm house!"
"acca! Where is that?"

Geet hurriedly walked down. Avoiding the busy house preparation. Last thing she wanted was caught up with this mess. Her inside wads filled with certain amount of worry that couldn't be expressed in any other way. She wanted to see maan. That's one aim she have for now.

Maan sat there rooted in an arm chair. The shock and the pain of hearing those words from geets lips was still there, lingering in his heart. The truth was, he is still in shock. Refusing to believe she would feel like that... Specially after what they have shared. Didn't those words have any meaning? Any future?

He suppressed and covered the blackness, trying to find a image, trying to see a image so his wife won't be ashamed. Trying to create a light that would bring back the smile from her heart... But was that's all she wants? Don't his feeling, his life matter to her at all?

Geet just managed to escape from the busy crowds when she bumps in to kripa along with her family. Her mum and dad instantly smile, and she clearly remember seeing them in her wedding then how come that kripa don't know she is mrs maan khurana. Few hours back her mind was covered and programmed to tell maan the full truth and maybe that's why she ignored the fact all along she was talking about her husband. Her blood boiled with anger. No matter what no one thinks about her husband. Not even in there fairy tail dream. She had this urge of telling but not now. Now her husband is the most important matter.

Geet walked passed and the driver opens one of the khurana limo. Kripa stood there little surprised, she knew well only khurana family member is able to use the limo, and what exactly she was doing here?


The noise came as a surprise. Maan opens his eyes, inhaling geets aroma. Her ankle bracket made music as she climbed the long wooden stair

Res

I loved it.