MORE PIYA
PART 14
Maan is not a typical guy who cares to show sympathy, but here he is. Walking towards geet, wondering how painful the scar maybe. Perhaps she suppressed her loud annoying scream under his breath when he was digging his nail within her vain like a lion. Is he an animal? That's what geet say, that's what those boys suggest on the open football ground. Fear, that's pleasurable for maan. It's something special power he posses. He likes the idea that he is the king of a jungle, well world. Maan stopped at his spot. Wondering politics wouldn't be a bad subject in collage. Or! Or what els, science... To boring. Only thing interesting is how the chemical reaction works. Maths, politics. Debate. Power. That's something interesting. How about business?
Maan looked up again. What was he thinking? Before maan could take his step towards geet, mr Taylor walked in. Right in front of him. He stood there with rather worrying face. Not that he ever cared, it barely matters, but..
"we need to talk. It's urgent.""maybe later!""no! It's very important!"Maan slowly flowed mr Taylor along the new long corridor that just recently been refurbished. Mr Taylor is a old man now. It's time for him to retire. However that's something never will happen in maans lifetime.
As maan stepped In to the room, Rano was already there. Something must be serious.
"
what happen mom?" maan questioned. She had tears flowing through her eyes. With question and pain.
"your- your mum and dad wants you back!" Maan couldn't think or show expiration that how shocking this news was for him. For a moment there was a feeling that someone was dragging him way from his parents. Forcefully. For a moment there was a feeling that something bad was about to come out of this.
Maan closed his eyes for a brief moment. Silent.
"don't worry. We will fight back. They cant just come after 16 years and try to claim you back."Mr Taylor stood there silently. It was true they can't however handa family have not fully adopted maan. They are just a foster care still, and until maan is 18, they can claim... But as he is 16, capable to understand and chose his own path.
"can I met them once!" maan questioned. I
just want to see them once..." Maan slowly walked out. His mind went completely blank for a moment. God knows how many time he have cried for his mother in that orphan. How many time he asked those nurse to call them. He knew well they had every details, he knew well his parents knows how he have spend his 7years in that orphan. But the question is how could they... Why? It wasn't easy to suppress your self tightly against one bed locked like a prison. The long bars, 4 strong wall for a 1 years old boy, locked, separation until the age of 5. Who knew not to walk, who forgot how to cry, who forgot how to feel comfort, locked from every emotion. Maan wanted to question, how can they? How would they feel if a small kid was locked in a cot for 5 years of his life. 5 years. The song of crying children was the only lullaby. Toy was some 1 months old child dead next to him... Knowledge how slowly a child can suffer, killed from some disease.
Maan numbly walked out. There are many thousand of question of his 7 years, that sometime it's impossible to imagine what to ask first. He have been silent... And there is areason for him to be like that. And somewhere he is very scared where this will land him in to. He is scared that slowly he is loosing control of him self. His mind is not working like any other kids. Its something very odd. Very different. He can feel the agony, anger running through his vain like a poison and he have no control. His heart learning to love the pain.
Geet at the far corner of the patio stood with her friends. Having a conversation about the case study. Even though maan have strongly suggested not to use him, however geet couldn't control her self not to. He looked dam interesting to study, and his abnormal behavior was something interesting. She can easily achieve a good grade on maans case study.
"
I think you should not use him" one of geets friend suggested. Geet have never learned t listen to others point of view, or try to see how they see the world. Although this have limitation for maan, but thats only she knows in deep down there are some affection for him.
"
I think its perfectly fine.. And anyway he wont know. And I can actually blackmail him with his nail mark on me." geet giggled. Geet wasn't a selfish or that type of person, but she loved irritating maan. He easily can be irritated.
"
still.. I don't think you should. He is so weird, even though he is amazing looking" all of geets friend giggled. Geet gave them a glare. Then walked off. Rano have teed geet... Geet quickly had a quick glance then ran...
Maan looked blankly at the black and white building that laid in front of him. His brown eyes was shimmering and the green in the middle kept changing with the sunlight. His recent GF stood next to him, showing off how she is the new name with maan. Saying and texing her friends.
Geet nodes annoyingly, she could clearly see how maan wasn't in his normal state. She can always guess when maans emotion was playing trick inside.
"
hello.." geet gave maan a wide smile. He twisted his eye brow, like what THE HELL are you doing here and then looked other way...
"ELLOOO" she shouts the next time. Maans GF instantly flinched, dropping her makeup. Geet gave her a historic laugh. While everyone was trying to suppers.
"why you are not answering your phone? Mama is waiting for us at the car park. We have to go."hay... :D
little about maans past..
well next part on its way soon..
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pls do say.. me scardy cat..🤢
Edited by FIRESafiReFIRE - 13 years ago
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