Had I not lost too much already that today even he decided to walk out on me. I just wanted one answer and that was "What was my mistake, Where had I failed him,? Had I not been beside him when he needed me, had I not fought with him when the adversity struck us had I not been beside him when the whole world turned our back on us then where had I not gone wrong? I had been pitied by people for falling in love with him and I always looked down upon them and was proud that I had loved him but today he failed me, he failed my love but if he thought I would give up he was wrong, I would get him back I would ask him what I wanted to I would make him a part of my life I would not give up and that was the ultimate motto of my life the life Geet Singh Khurana.
I walked down the road to his house to get my answers from him. I needed them and I needed him in my life. I could think of living without food and water for a day or two but without him..i needed him every second of my life, why "Agar insaan apne dil ke dhadkan ke bina jee sakta hai, toh main jee sakti hoon , agar insaan apne saanson lena bhool sakta hai toh main jee sakti hoon, agar insaan bina apni aatma ke bina jee sakta hai toh mujhe bata de main shayad jee loon par agar nahi toh main bhi unke bina nahi jee sakti, who saari duniya ke liye sirf mere Pati hain par mere liye who meri duniya hain merei zinadagi hain meri bandage hain meri har saans hain aur mere jeene ka maksat hain."
As I walked down the road the memories of our love laughter and fights flashed before me as if a movie had started to play on its own accord.
******************Flashback*******************
3 Years ago
It was raining heavily and I was running late for college. I had my exam..last exam ahh..i was on cloud nine..anyone would be after this I was a Post Graduate…that sounded so good didn't it…I had fulfilled my dream I had done my M.S and I was successfully going to finish it.
I ran along the slippery roads trying to avoid the pool of water and then I there was these huge..i mean like these big cars that kept splashing water on all pedetsrians. B***** M**** why could they never think of the pedestrians and drive carefully.
Khair chaddo mujhe kya na in logon ne kabhi sudharna hai aur nan a kuch aur badlne wala hai..
Main toh lo apni bak bak main apna introduction dena he bhool gayi. Main..Hmm let me think I am cool hot sexy Geet handa…Ok hang in there those adjectives are used by mu buddies..they are pretty crazy but I love them.
Oh yes coming to exams and rains I love rains and exams I think I like them too.. Yes I am crazy..Thts me
Crazy loving someone who loves to talk , dance smile and full of life. I talk to myself so much people think I am mad and they are not wrong I am pretty mad.
So here I was going in hurry to college and one these big car guys drove like a gush of wind splashed water all over and there I was wet like a fish.
I ran over to the car which was speeding away as he was not ready to stop I picked up a stone and hurled it right over to the car and bingo it hit the car and the car halted abruptly and I too slowed down my gait too, smirking.
And there I saw him dressed in a black office attire staring at me with his eyes spitting fire even with the rage that flowed in them I couldn't help but stare into those big black brown eyes that seemed to have so much depth in them.
He walked towards me and spoke through gritted teeth ," can I know what was that madam,"
It was his gruff voice that brought me out of my reverie.
I retorted back ," Excuse me it was you who was driving along the road as if u own them and look at me what u did,"
It was then he scanned me from top to bottom and seemed to noticed that I was wet.
He said non chalantly , U are wet," I was enraged…What did he mean I was wet. Didn't he know that.
"Excuse me, did I hear u right, u just told me I was wet wow that was news..now Mr. Who ever u are, I am not wet," he shot an eyebrow up ,I added as quickly as possible ," I was being splashed water onto by your not so great driving,".
He looked at me for a sec and then at the car and then turned to me and opened his purse and shoved some money into my hand.
"Oye hello what was that,"I screamed.
" You want more money?," Fine here u go and he shoved some more money into my hands and started to walk away.
"Do u have any manners,"
Excuse me madam,"
"Yes u heard me right, there is something asked for being pardoned when u make a mistake."
He again looked atm e as if I had spoken in hebrew and latin. He thought for a sec. he was definitely SLOW.
"Sorry, now can I go," I was furious.
I walked past him and took another stone and broke the tail lights.
He looked at me engraged. Ah finally some reaction.
"What was that?" He barked on top of his voice.
I mumbled "Sorry," shoved the money back into his hands and walked past him without giving him a chance to think.
I heard the honk of a car and that was when I realized I was living in the past.
Yes that was my first meeting with him, with my husband. I didn't know when I fell in love with him but I cherished each moment I had spent with him in those three years.
************************** Flashback****************************
2.5 years back, about six months after that incident
One thing that I was scared of was darkness. I don't know why but it would always make me feel that something had gone missing from my life. It was one such day that I was walking down the road back from office alone. It was late into the night and I was lost in my thoughts. I had finished my course and I was working, no I was heading a group of over 10 people, the company had provided me with every amenity that I could desire for but it could not give me one thing that I craved for LOVE.
I was an orphan brought up in an orphanage. It was my scholarship that had helped me study. My friends, buddies had all moved into different spheres of life some were married, some had kids too but I could never move ahead till I had a name for myself in the society. I could not let anybody else suffer because of me.
The winds had picked up speed and the rain threatened to fall any moment. I tried walking faster when suddenly a jeep whiffed past me and stopped at some distance. I ignored it and increased my pace . I was crossing the jeep when someone called out," Hey sexy want a lift,"
I ignored the comment and walked ahead. One of them came right behind me and said ," Come on baby, I will give u a lift comfortably I just want some time with you, how about that," I attempted to slap him but he held my wrist and called to his other mates ," Yaar yeh to patakka hai."
I gulped in fear as I saw three more guys approaching towards me. I tried moving but I was caught in between them. One of the pulled away my duppata and was fondling with it.
I covered my chest with my hand and moved to one side and tried to run away. I saw a small opening between the circle they had formed and I slipped out through that.
But they were fast one of the caught my arm and pulled me furiously in turn ripping my sleeve. I was horrified at that. I moved back and slammed into a nearby tree. The guy came and kissed me on my lips biting my lips frivolously making them bleed and tasting the blood like he was enjoying it. I tried moving but he had caught my hands tightly in his arms. Tears flowed down my eyes at the thought of the way my life was gonna end coz I had decided if they touched me I would not hesitate to kill myself.
It was then I heard a honk of a car and a car with glazing headlights stopped a feet from us. I thanked the almighty and moved away as the guy's hold on me had weakened coz of the car.
A man came out and told them to move away. I recollect that there was some kind of fight though its blurred and I was standing in the corner crying. I then felt a hand on my shoulder and I covered my chest again with my hand. He put the duppatta on my chest and I looked up to see a tall man looking at me with a worrisome face.
I smiled at him through my tears and tried to utter a thankyou but the words were muffled due to my tears. He patted my shoulder and I don't know why but I buried myself into his chest to let out my fear.he held on to me patting my back and letting me soak his shirt. I spoke through the tears "Mujhe laga aaj.."
"Shhh..kuch nahi hua aapka ghar,"
"main XXX mein rehti hoon,"
"Chaliye main aapko ghar chod deta hoon," I nodded and let him go. He lead me to the car and I sat in. I put my head on the window and closed my eyes.
After what seemed like seconds he announced that we had reached my house.
I looked out to see that there was no current in the house. My face must have given away something coz he immediately asked ," Kya hua,"
"who light..andhera.."
"aapko andhere se dar lagta hai, haina,"
I nodded my head. He thought for a moment and then he said ," Aap aaj mere ghar ruk jayie, kal subah aa jayega,"
"Par,"
"aapko mujh par vishwaas hai na,"
I don't know why but even then I trusted him blindly and nodded my head. I was too terrified by the events of past few minutes to step into a house of darkness.
He drove along the roads and we stopped in front of a large mansion. My eyes popped out seeing something so huge.
Chaliye andar. I nodded and followed him.
It was inside the brightly lit house that my fears subsided and then I turned to look at my savior.
Tum???
Tum???
I fumbled he was the same man I had harmed that day who had saved me today..
"I am sorry us din ke liye," I looked down and tried to find a right place to look.
He looked angry and said "tumne," in a loud gruff voice. I flinched in fear.
I saw him and saw that his eyes were closed as if trying to think of something.
"Jo hua usme shaayad galti meri bhi thi, I am sorry." He said
I smiled at him the brightest smile I could and brought my hand forward ," Hi I am geet..Geet handa, I am sorry about that day..friends?"
He looked at me for a sec and then smiled the smallest smile I had seen on a human being.
He nodded his head and shook hands"Maan… Maan Singh Khurana". A current went through me when his skin made contact with mine.
I moved and the duppata moved too and that's when I saw my arms which was bleeding and had a torn sleeve. I looked up at him and he was staring at the blood.
"who," before I could finish the sentence I heard him "Nakul fisrt aid box lekar aao…mohan dr ko balao aur ramu kaka jaakar kuch kapde lekar aao memsahaab ke liye," I looked at him with eyes full of tears. For the first time in 28 years had someone did so much for me. To me it seemed the whole was running hither wither just to make me comfortable. Mean while maan dragged me to a chair and very patiently removed the dangling torn piece of my suit.
Nakul brought the first aid box whose memory was blurred all I could see his eyes and him, the way his hands picked up cotton, the way he was examining the wound, the way he was checking out the arm for more injuries. When he applied the cotton dabbed in Dettol on my arm I flinched and he immediately blew on it asking me if I was fine. I nodded. He continued the work handling me as if I was a doll and would break with his touch. In no time I could see a doctor who just prescribed me some pills for pain and bid us good bye.
It was then maan ordered me to change and go to sleep. I looked at him confused. He raised his eyebrows questioning me. I whispered ," Mujhe bhook lagi hai,"
And he laughed, laughed like I had never seen him. He patted my head like I was kid and ordered the food to be set while he took me to a room and told me to change.I looked at him terrified.
"Main saath waale kamre mein hoon, kahin nahi jaa raha hoon, pakka," he said taking my hand in his. But an unkown fear gripped me thinking about leaving his hand. He then walked into my room and shoved me into the bathroom Main tumse baatein karta rahoonga ab theek hai
I nodded and took a pink suit that he had handed me to change into.
When I came out I saw he had changed into black pyjamas and a black t-shirt.
It was the end of a fearful night and new beginning for us.
*********************Flashback ends***********************
I was near his house now. It had been over a month since I last stepped into it. That night..i don't know if what happened was right or not but I know it was what I wanted and I would stick to my decision whatever may happen. I then remembered the incidents that lead me to be standing here in front of his house and him not even being aware of it.
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Note: It now keeps moving random pace..so its more of description than any solid scenes
It was a beautiful dinner. No there was nothing special about the meal but to me it was special coz I had shared it with him. That night I slept with no worries. For the first time I knew someone would look after me I do not know how but he made me feel wanted and loved.
The morning rays touched my face and I stretched my arms, opening my eyes taking in slowly the beauty of the morning sun that filtered into the room through the curtains that hung covered the window. I got up, sat and sent a small prayer to god and thnked him for all his blessings. I opened my eyes to find HIM standing there giving me a warm smile.
"Good morning Mishti,"
"Good Morning," I smiled removed the covers and started to get up when the sudden realization dawned upon me, he called me mishit and I was geet.
"Excuse me," I called out to him to make my doubts clear. He turned to look at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Yes Mishti," I was so frustrated he had forgotten my name in a few hours. I felt so empty as if someone had robbed me of my dreams. He had someone in his life called "Mishti," and she was so much a part of him that he could never see beyond her and even in me he was searching for her.Tears flooded my eyes. Before I could utter a single word, I saw him sitting beside me.
'Kya hua Mishti, You are in pain, Main Dr.." he asked with concern lacing his voice.
I shook my head. "You are not in pain," I shook my head.
"Aap ko mera naam bhi yaad nahi hai," I managed to blurt out after his continuous coaxing me into divulge into what was hurting me.
"Kya Matlab,"
"Mera naam geet hai, aur aap mujhe Mishti.." I couldn't say more. My sobs choked my voice. He put his arms around me and enveloped me into hug.
"Tum such mein bilkul paagal ho," he laughed.
I cringed at that. "Are baba mujhe pata hai ki tum geet ho maine tumhara naya naam rakha hai..mishti..dost itna toh kar sakte hain na,"
I pulled out of the hug and looked at him. I nodded my head.
"Are baba aaj subah mein tumhare kamre mein aaya tha, aur tum jis tarah bachho ke jaise so rahi thi, tum inti sweet lag rahi thi ki maine tumhe naya naam de diya, tumhe pasand nahi aaya,"he asked me smiling.
I blushed hearing that and hid my face in his chest again. He quietly let me be there holding me in his arms. The tears that had been stopped started to fall again and soak his shirt.
He pulled me out again and asked me why was I crying.
"Pata hai main kitna dar gayi thi…mujhe laga ke koi.." I realized what I was saying and didn't complete y sentence.
"Kya laga," he probed. I shook my head and looked down. "Baad mein,"
"pakka," I nodded my head. Then I pointed to his chest. He looked at me questiongly.
"can I hug u one more time," He smiled and stretched his arms and I lovingly made myself comfortable there. It was like I belonged there even when I didn't know anything about him.
That was my first day. I did tell him what troubled me later and he teased me about it whole day and I would blush red at his comments.
The friendship soon became more than just that. We used to meet up any day which we could afford to from take out from our busy schedules. I remember I used to call him for any small achievement I had or moment I had free.
Sometimes our calls would last only for few seconds and sometimes we would talk the whole nights and sometimes even late into the mornings and then getting late for work.
I don't know when exactly when I fell in love with him but his declaration of love and his possessiveness over me was evident even in the early days of our relationship.
I still remember that party that we had attended together.
***************************** 2 months after that incident************************
It was one of the business party that I had been called to attend . Though I was reluctant to go first but when I talked to him and he said that he had been invited too I decided I would go. It was days since I had met him…to be precise 2 days 12 hrs 36 min after which I would meet him according to the party schedule. I know it was not that long but to me it was like eons.
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