MAHSOOS- (M & G) THREAD 6 - Page 46

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The food on the side table left unwanted. The hunger have vanished. It's long gone with maans question. He in anticipation waited. For past 3 days. This question have been buzzing in his head. Demanding an answer. He only hard last few words of geets and her friends conversation, but now, he can't tolerate this pain any longer. His heart craving to feel those mahsoos just like before. His heart wants an answer...

Maan did not say a word after that, her silent gave it way. Her pounding heart reached his ear, it's not soothing.

After long moment of silent, gazing up at her husband, repeating his question non-stop, asking her self, looking for an answer. "how can I possibly answer you?" her voice was low. Almost a whisper, but she knew well, nothing could stop him to here this voice of his geet. "how can I possibly answer this maan?" a tear rolled out of her eyes, crawled down her slim cheek. She came forward, resting her palm against his throbbing heart. "all I know is that I love you..." geet mumbled, then repeats again, surpassing the last tear... "all I can say is that I love you... I- I don't want to think about what would have happened if I married someone els... But- but I know I would have never loved anyone like the way I love you." she looks up at his eyes. So black, so dark, filled with ocean. "I, I hated my self, hated why I was so careless of marrying someone without meeting. I hated that... I hated that old saying it's bad luck to met someone before marriage. I hated you because you can't see the light, you can't phrase me like any other men would you can't feel the pain on my face that was visible... I was ashamed of you. Yes it's true..."

Maan closed his eyes in pain. Trying to block her voice...

"I thought blind people are useless, shame on the society, what can they do? They have no life. They don't deserve to live amongst normal people. They have no right like - like the so called normal people" her last few word came as anger. "I hated you because you are blind. I was afraid that my friends will make fun of me... I was afraid to see you with me." she grits her teeth...
"but- but then... I - I started to mahsoos everything about you... The- the- the way you" geet looks deep in his eyes. She slides her palm upwards and rests it against his cheek. "the- way you touched me... Do you know - it - wasn't touch" she cups his cheek. There tear crawled down her eyes at the same time as him. Her lips throbbed in pain to whisper the words "it's our mahsoos, where it, it touched your geets heart..." she held his hand, holding over her heart. "it's here. That's where it touched... It's no normal feeling it's maans- feeling- to- geet. I- I- feel you when you- kiss- me. Every-where! It's n-not my feeling. It's my- maans feeling. Every- every part of me is filled with- only - you." she looks at him pleadingly. A unknown fear of the consequence of her words on him. It's building up ever so slowly with a pain that's beyond control.

Maan simply wasn't strong enough to standing there, listening to her shaky voice. "maan- maan..." geets calls. Maan faces his head sideways. He did not want the burning gaze, the feeling left him beyond restless. The tears in her eyes, which killed him further as it dropped in his hand.

"I - I am not you maan. I can't express my love like the way you do... I don't know how my heart want to express my emotion to you. It simply don't have any words."

Geet rests holds his hand, then slowly pulls towards her. Then she slowly looks down with a deep breath. Preparing a speech perhaps. Maan could restlessly sense how her body temperature was increasing and decreasing. "love, I always hard it's a word that is impossible to describe, even with emotion. I used to read book., ask friend... Ask anyone... "what is love? What does love means to you? How do you know it's love? How do you know that it even exist between someone?" she restlessly with tone of hesitation yet confident she questions him yet in reply not expecting any answer. "you can not give a definition to a love. It's not about the words or hearing an answer from my lips. It's our mahsoos. It's your mahsoos that is within me. & you know somewhere my mahsoos is there inside you. "it's the feeling of complete when I am with you maan. My restless when you are not with me. My plead of anger... My demand of of going out with you at lunch. My tear when I see you in pain. My happiness and pleasure when you are close to me. My fake over possessive & dramatic words that only you can understand. No one ever understood me the you have. No one knows me the you do... and do you know what so special about all this? Even any men would have probably able to understand!... It's you maan. It's only you. Even in this darkness I see light beyond my world. A light, a feeling that I feel when in the dusk covers your geets eyes. I find you as my light. Like all those fairy tale I used to dream off. My light. My knight. " a stream of river made a line along her cheek... When maan eventually whispered out.
"and..."
"and our mahsoos. I am not ashamed... - how could your geet be ashamed" the deep voice, filled with tears. The pressure of taking a deep breath and conflict of expressing those words at the same time suppressed the words of her lips. Yet she survived, fought to speak and take a deep breath to help her further to express her self. "I could never be ashamed of my husband."

Maan restlessly faces everywhere, to escape the deep heat of there body. Maan gently rests his forehead against her. Inhaling a gash of air, to refuel the starving lungs who was listening to the plead of his wife's breathless words. Fighting to escape those sweet words from her lips before giving her body the priority to breath to love. Oh that was painful. Heartbreaking.
"I could never be ashamed. I promise it's the truth maan. I love you far beyond to use such words." her plead wasn't exactly the words he wanted to here. Those lips was only there for her nonsense and over exaggeration words. Those nonsense words that his ears die to listen. Not for the beg to make him understand there mahsoos. It never should be. It's always there.

His hand comes from the side, cupping her cheek. Feeling the long line of tear that had its own destination. To land on his shirt to create a unwanted feeling how much his words perhaps forced geet in this direction.

"I promise. I promise."
"shh... Shhh..."

Both stood there, forehead against one another. Tears rolling down. He required no words to believe geet belongs to him, but he wanted her to open like she was with her friends, just like she is comfortable with her friends...

Silently, undisturbed, geet in maans embraced stood there. Listening to the pounding heart. Listening to the silent beauty of there words.
Maan only required one word to feel special. His heart demanded to keep her close to him. Forever. This days looked to small... To little to love her. To love her beyond anyone.

His heart felt no burden today. Finding out the truth after there wedding night was a shock and a burden he possibly could not accept. However this today, have left him speechless. A feeling of geet only belongs to him. Only his.

Maan I inhaled a deep breath as geet suppressed her lips against the holo of his expos chest. Neither was sure how those top few button ripped, but it was a open for geet to feel the warmth again. She was in fear of loosing maan. Fear to express her self further to make him understand how much she is in love with him.

The thought it self of maans anger on those question he asked earlier was frightening her. A believe of love, it's something comes from deep end, it does not form by someone's words.

She leans her head up, again looking at him... "maan... Please belive me. I love you..." she pleads again, like this words would be enough.

Maan listens to her plead. The believe was always there and it will always. Then what to believe...
"it was never about the believe geet, it's always about the mahsoos..."

welcome back and the update is awsem finally geet answer maan question and make him understand and finally maan also understand geet

Sorry got busy in work so couldn't read earlier..awesome part ..happy she could clear out the misunderstanding.. I can never lose interest in mahsoos..