The MAAN who said no one can change him, the MAAN whom no one dare change, the MAAN for whom change was never forecast - that MAAN will be no more.
His world will take a sea of change. He might change drastically too.
Can you imagine the MAAN of old eating in a daabha, dancing in the rain, going soft looking at a rose. unable to bear a woman's tears?
Can you imagine the MAAN of old who did not trust a woman, any woman (excepting his Daadi, may be), who did not want any woman to get all that close to him?
Can you imagine the MAAN of old whose world was never centered around the thoughts of GEET?
Can you imagine the MAAN of old who did not care about any woman nor let any woman's thoughts touch him?
Can you imagine the MAAN of old who had to hide behind his anger, who had to hide his vulnerable, emotional side behind a wall that he erected to keep everyone away?
Can you imagine the MAAN of old letting a woman steal his heart?
SO, COME MONDAY, we would all be saying GOOD BYE to the MAAN of OLD
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