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here's part 26!!!! hope u like it...!!!!!
Part 26- Love conquers all odds!!!!
Geet's house: geet wakes up and sees the time. It's was fifteen minutes past 1 in the afternoon. She wonders how she slept for that long. She walks into the living room and finds pinky's dad reading the newspaper and pinky watching TV. She apologizes to them for waking up that late. Pinky's dad smiles and asks her to fresh up. He suggests she should eat on time and not disturb her eating and sleeping pattern since she is pregnant. She hugs him and goes to fresh up. While having lunch she remembers maan. She wonders what he must be upto. She thinks of calling him but holds back the temptation as he was upset last night. She thinks it's better to give him some time and space.
Maan entered the outhouse furiously. He banged his leg against the door to close it. He felt like ending the world because his world finished with one truth that geet had confessed to him yesterday. He hated the feeling of being in love and then being hurt. It was better for him to not have loved anyone at all. He broke the mirror with his hand; the mirror that showed him geet's smiling face everytime but today it showed him the pain in his eyes and the suffereing in his heart. He tore the photos of him and geet at the dinner in the hotel because now them being together would be a distant dream. He could not take it. Someone had touched her before, someone had proposed to her before, someone made her feel like in love before he did and he did not like it.
He hated the entire human race for creating and hyping human expressions and feelings such as love. His world did not have this term before. He did not have any place for love in his heart and now when he did, it came to him with another feeling called pain. He walked towards the gym angrily. He removed his shirt and threw it away it haste. He was all red with anger. His upper body was sweating due to the stress he was putting him self into. He started doing martial arts. Geet kept flashing into his thoughts with every move he did. He could hear her laugh, he could see her dance and he could feel her hands around his bare stomach. She was holding him from behind. He could feel her against his back so close to him. Time passed. He did not know for how long he had been in the gym. He was tired, he had no stamina to move even his finger but he would not stop.
Daadi had completely forgotten to wake up maan. She realized it had been more than four hours now. She quickly walked to the outhouse and does not find him in the bedroom. She gets a little apprehensive. He was supposed to be sleeping. She found a dim light glowing in the gym. She enters the gym and is shocked to see in that state.
She runs to him and stops him. She yells at him angrily. "maan ho kya gaya hai aapko?kya haal ho gaya hai aapka?"
"daadi please mujhe akela chod dijiye."
"maan this is not right! Look what you've done to your self. Aapke haath se khoon beh raha hai. Aapko andaza hai is baath ka? You are sweating so much maan."
She pulls him out of there and makes him sit on his bed. She quickly dresses his hand but maan looks like he just did not know what was happening. She wipes the sweat away and gets him a shirt.
"maan wear this and come out. We need to talk right now!"
"nahi daadima. I'm fine. Aap please mujhe chod dijiye."
"maan I am not putting up with all this. When I say something I want you to listen. That's it.hurry."
Maan simply followed his daadima's orders. He wore his shirt and walked into the living room.
"daadima, I'm sorry."
"maan hum jaante hai ki aap geet se pyar karte hai."
Maan looks at his surprised. She was very angry right now and that was solely because of his stubbornness.
"I'm waiting for you to say something maan" she said looking angry still.
"Daadima, main geet se pyaar karta hoon. Lekin uski shaadi ho chuki hai.she's pregnant too."
Maan looked away irritated. Daadi understood that he only knew half the truth. So, Maan did not know dev and geet were married though the marriage was illegal as dev is with his first wife still. She did not want to tell him anything. She wanted to see how much he loves her. Because if his love in unconditional and if he can accept geet despite the fact that she was carrying someone else's child then the storm that is yet to come could also be handled.
"maan aap geet se pyaar karte hai. Bas.that where the buck stops.you did not start loving her because you thought she would love you back too. Right?"
"right daadima." Maan was in no mood to argue. And why would he? His Daadima like always was right.
"chaliye pehle aap hume yeh bataeye ki aap ne geet se kab aur kaha mile the?"
Maan recollects everything that happened in hoshiarpur and tells his daadima the entire story starting from the land issue to her working as his secretary and winning his heart. As he narrated the story, daadi smiled listening to it. She did not know if the story was so sweet or if the narration was. Maan finished and looked at his daadi smiling. Even he smiled and his cheeks turned red.
"maan, I don't believe this. You actually imagined her everywhere.haye, hamare potha pyaar mein itna doob gaya?"
Maan blushed. "daadima please." Daadi understood the rest of the story. Her puzzle was now complete. So, geet moved to delhi for her baby and by chance landed up in maan's office. "Destiny" she thought and smiled, "when two people are destined to live together, they will no matter what happens."
She cleared her throat snapping out of her thoughts "tuo phir kya problem hai maan?"
"daadima main apna pyaar ka izhaar karna chahta tha. Main chahta tha ki hum dono …" and he could not go any further.
"Maan, hum samajte hai. Lekin baat ko samajne ki koshish kijiye. Do you really love her maan?"
Maan was furious at this question. He pushed away his phone that was on the couch along with a TV remote and car keys onto the floor and stood up.
"daadima, yeh kaisa sawal hai. What have I been trying to tell you all this while?"
"Maan" said daadima as softly as ever, without showing any anger in her voice, "aapko sirf pyaar karne se itna dard ho raha hai. Kya aapne us bechari ka dard samajne ki koshish ki? Geet us insaan ki bachhe ki maa banne waali hai jo use dhoka dekhe chala gaya. Aapne geet se sirf pyar kiya hai maan lekin geet ne us ek shaadi ki wajah se sab kuch kho di-apna swabhimaan, apna izzat, apna parivaar, apna…." And daadi did not want to continue further. Maan understood it and even he did not want to hear it.
"Maan, life is not always the way we want it to be. Aur is baath ko aapse behtar kaun jaan saktha hai? Soch lijiye maan, us ladki ko abhi bhi, infact, ab aapke sabse zyaada zaroorat hai. Use ek sahara ki zaroorat hai jo sirf aap de sakte hai. Aur shayad isiliye woh aaj aapse apni saare gham baant li. Who aap par vishwas karti hai. Use lagta hai ki aap uska haath or saath kabhi nahi chodenge jaahe kuch bhi ho jaaye."
Maan was thinking. He was a little relaxed now. Daadi continued, "Maan, agar aapne bhi uske past ke bare jaan kar use chod diya, then what's the difference between you and the others maan, what's the difference between your love and the love her family had for her?"
"Maan, love has to be unconditional and irrevocable. If you love a person, you will have to love them irrespective of what they are and irrespective of past they had. If you feel you really love geet, then you will accept her despite everything that happened."
"lekin daadima yeh sab itna easy nahi hai.kehna bahut asaan hai. Main ab jab bhi uske paas jaunga mujhe uski shaadi ki baat yaad aayegi. Aur shayad mere kuch baatein ya cheese use us insaan ki yaad dila de."
"Maan Singh Khurana naam hai aapka. Aur aapne haarna nahi seekha. So, you cannot lose this crucial battle Mr. Maan Khurana."
Maan could see the determination in daadima's eyes. She continued, "Maan, if you think something you talk or something you do will remind her of her past, then change what you do. Change it to an extent that her memory is re-written with just you and only you. If you think everytime you face her will remind you of her past, then maan for that one minute forget that she was ever married, only remember you love her and usher your love on her. You will see the change not just in you but also in her."
She held his hands, "Mr Maan Khurana, very soon I want geet to be called as Mrs. Geet Maan Singh Khurana. Come what May maan, you will not leave her or forget your love for her. She is yours and only yours maan."
Maan blushed at daadima's words, "Mrs Geet Maan Singh Khurana". He held his daadi into a hug and kissed her on her cheek. He saw geet standing far away from him and showing thumbs up to him. She walked towards him and whispered in his ears, "Thanks Maan!"
Daadima moved away from maan and patted him on his cheeks. She told him, "Maan, dinner at 8pm."
"jee daadima. I'll be there."
Daadima left the outhouse. Maan was in thoughts; daadima returned and peeped in to see if he was okay. He looked composed than before. So, her job was done! She went towards her mansion smiling.
Maan remembered geet and all the happy times in his life. He remembered her throwing coffee on him, he remembered her giving him flowers, he remembered their dance, he remembered the hug in the rain, he remembered saving her from water in hoshiarpur. He walked into his bedroom and looked at the ripped part of her sari. He held it close to his heart and he felt as though he was holding her close to him. He remembered how she calls him, "dusht danav" and how she had misunderstood his "sorry" as a part of his dictation. He smiled and kissed the sari and imagined kissing geet's forehead. "maan, tum bhi na" he heard geet whisper shyly.
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