MAHSOOS PART 71
The door opened swiftly before maan could push. The party was only few hours way. Something they have completely have forgot with the busy mahsoos that was running through there vain. Geet had her blue sari on. She smiled at maan. He was standing parallel to her. His eyes were looking somewhere completely different, yet geets heart knew well how her husband must be tempted to touch her again. To feel each and every desgine of the sari. To make her feel special.
"are you ready fo the party?" maans hard voice spoke out. Geet sighed and looked down. After there romantic moment who would had the urge to go to any party.
"do you really think i have the urge to go to any party?" she teased. Geet slowly took few step forward, pushing her chest up against his, then slides her hand around his waist. Maan did not hesitate to bring her close. He gently glided his palm across her long slim arm And stopped at the shoulder.
"now, i cant- go to the party by my self- hai na..." he tapped his palm against her cheek like a baby. It was comforting, soothing, anything you can name it, and most importantly her husband looked dashing in this avatar. Unfortunately, in geets wars nightmare, this dream is very much real and yes, - yes she have to attend this party for her husband.
Both steeped out of there bedroom and made the way along then long marble corridor then along the stair. Anny and armaan showed least interest as the couple of the month walked down. Geet sighed. Everyones eyes were at them. Avantika putting kala tikka, to save them from everyones evil eyes. Geet and maan touched most of the elders feet then made there way out. Flowed by; anny, armaan and vicky.
As everyone took there sit, geet looked at maan. "i wonder how dev and ridzy doing. It would have been nice if they were here to."
Maan smiled and took her hand in his. "i am sure they are perfectly fine." there was a certain smile at his face which geet found new, with new feeling. She knew exactly where that cheeky smile was indicating to. It was her, just before they left there room.
Geet looked here and there, trying to hide her red face. While everyone looked at them with confusion.
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The party had its own charm. Everyone was already present... Waiting for the family of Mr khurana. He stood thee with sharma family. Maan could feel the uncomfortable movement within geets body. She tighten her palm around maans. It almost stopped the blood circulation. Maan nudged geet, to ease down. For a fraction of a second maan had this idea, maybe geet is blind and not him. Everyone had there eyes on them, they are the perfect example of the party. Not anyone els.
Geet forcefully gave a smile at the flashing camere. Then looked at kripa who was looking at her husband. Geet puled maan way from the crowed, at the far corner. Fuming inside. She just couldn't stand anyone looking at her husband, showing love, concern... Any emotion... Except her. Its only her.
Maan cuped geets face, realising the trouble. He smiled gently, pushing her chin up with tip of his finger...
"now... Can i suggest how beautiful you probaly look when you are angry." his voice was almost a wispear. Geet looked up with a surprise. "payer toh hum apse hi karte hu... Pher itni gussa ku?..." maan held geets hand. Resting it over his heart... " it effects here... Let that be happy, exitment, love... Angry- jelaousy... Any emotion, it always effect here."
Geet looked up with surprise. A shock ran through her vain. His seductive voice almost succeded to play with her brain. Forgetting whe she exactly was... Lost in hisnsmell... Heart.. The love is something beyond her explanation. Why he has to be so beautiful, perfect in love. His feeling is almost unforgatable. Leaving a deep effection with every expressed love he have for his wife. Geet tiled her head from one side to another, parting her lips to express the deep emotion she posses for her husband.
"remember me... Won't you... Remember this heart belongs to you and only you. It could never be with anyone...some-thing very special-to me... It burns with Pain... Anguish when it sees you in pain... It only knows how to feel, mahsoos... Nothing els. Mahsoos is the only word it understand... It does not understand the colouer. It does not have the meaning for any of your rainbows... But it does have the meaning of the mahsoos... Is that special enough for you?"
Geet almost stopped breathing. Her body was comfortably resting in his arm. Speacless from his words.
"don't say that. Please..." she pressed her lips against his. There love truly did not deserve this. There are no place for any emotion between there love. It would be insulting if she lets a mere emotion such as jelousy of something to walk in between them.
Maan understood very well, the way they love one another is very much different. The way maan love geet would be different then the way geet have her feeling for maan. It is another thing how they express. For a man who can't see, understanding his wifes colour would be impossible... But for maan, he will try. Maybe, maybe jealousy was something natural for geet, where it barely comes under maans consideration.
"i know, it takes me time to understand you- but -you know i will always be with you..."
"no- no... Its not..-i -can't stand her. The way she looks at you... And. After knowing she likes you i just can't stand her. I always have this feeling she is up to somewthing." geet pleads.
Maan gave out a reasurance smile, slowly gliding the, self to the dance floor.
"lets tive our brain some private time... And only think about our self. " maan wiped off the little tear that was crwaling down her cheek.
"i never knew you could dance" she wiped her tears.
"aww... Another surprise."
"not very. I have became used to surprise." geet sniffed her nose.
"really... I thought you people who can see loves surprise."
"not you people... I am part of you. I am not others..." geet complained.
"ok... Then your eyes..."
"thats part of you to." geet mcomplained again loke a baby...
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Kripa stood very close, yet far... Dancing with someone. She smiled looking down, yet there was very deep pain...a pain that she couldn't explain.
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Anny was supported by armaan. He have never felt this special with anyone. It truly felt special dancing with her. And annys world... Imagination really did fasinate him...
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