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Divya Nair (aka Piya)

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Posted: 13 years ago

#101

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I m happy dear that u have extended it as a SS

ab aate hai update par

Maan is in love with Geet a wandering soul aur Geet uss insaan ka wait kar rahi thi jo usse dekh sake hmm...reminded me of Chamatkar movie

so geet wants revenge and maan has agreed to help her

i hope revenge k baad wakai mein kuch chamatkar ho jaaye aur Geet sachmuch mein maan ki zindagi mein laut aaye

continue soon my Laadli

ur Di loves u a lot

-Piya

Edited by piya- - 13 years ago

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Mishu

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Posted: 13 years ago

#102

dat was awesome dear..
loved it so much..

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nats0101

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Posted: 13 years ago

#103

maan in love wid a soul!!

awesm!!

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Shivangi.

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Posted: 13 years ago

#104

Here I am posting the next part and then will PM together... for part 3 & 4

Maan knew he had fallen into very deep a trap.. To be able to help Geet pacified him but at the same time he knew he was defying the law of nature... It was utterly hard for any human to do what he wanted to. The world where Geet existed and the World where Maan existed were 2 entirely different dimensions in life... These two dimensions met at a narrow junction at the time of death... When soul passed from Maan's world to Geet's. Geet had left some time ago leaving Maan in deep contemplated mood. He twisted and turned on bed number of times trying to think... ponder and contemplate on this mood. Maan found eons of clauses to support his decision of helping Geet but every time his clause was over ruled by just one big cause- The Nature. He found it entirely impossible to think of the outcome of the choice he wanted to make... he was going to go against Nature... which had created both Maan and Geet but for different worlds... He looked at the sky above... the stars twinkling on the sky... He spoke addressing one star- Maa, I need you Maa... remember jab main chhota tha... aur mujhe apne problems solve karne mein takleef hoti thi... tab aap hi meri help karte the... yet again I am stuck in this big problem of life and death... Help me Maa...

He didnt realise when he fell asleep sitting on the window... After about a few minutes, he realized he was in a dream- His eyes were fixed on the house... It was his KM back at Delhi but confusingly and strangely decorated. There were pictures of Young 8-year old Maan, His mother and father... The left wall was adorned with medals an trophies all belonging to Maan's Father... He recognised those trophies but he was surprised finding them on the main wall... Those medals had been replaced by Maan's trophies long time back. Suddenly he realised that he was feeling a bit stuffed down . His eyes were at wrong level... They were supposed to be almost 2 feet up than they were now... He ran to the mirror and was surprised to find himself as a young 10-year old child. He was dreaming of his Maa!

A lady dressed in elegant attire came to Maan... She rubbed her hand through his hair adoringly. Maan turned and looked at his mom. Tears overflowed from his eyes as he was seeing his mom alive after years! He hugged her
tightly- Dont leave me Maa!

That night, after dinner. Maan lay on her mother's lap. His eyes were closed and he listened to his Maa. His mother continued- Maan, I wanted to share something with you beta. Dont ever feel lonely... Whether we are there or not. Jab bhi tum kahin atak jao... take a deep breath and listen to your heart... Humesha yaad rakhna Maan, puri duniya tumhe dhoka de sakti hai... pur kabhi tumhara dil tumhe dhoka nahi dega... samjhe...

Maan opened his eyes murmuring- Thanks Maa!

But he found himself sitting in his hotel room. There were a few tears dried near his eyes. He looked at the star- Maa, you always take me out of such situations... Miss you Maa...

Next Morning, Maan got dressed early and left for the station. He took a taxi to reach a bit early. At the station, he came out of the taxi and bent to give the fare. At this very moment, he collided with a rickshaw driver. Maan looked up to apologize and was taken aback. That man was pathetic to look at... His left cheek had a bit swelling shaped as a stone and was even textured like a stone... His right eyes was blackened all over... There was no sign of a pupil or something like that... Maan felt nauseous seeing the man and he apologized and left... The driver was rude enough and he went without replying back.

Platform No. 5 was as usual crowded by Geet... Maan smiled at this magic which he saw every week... There were local folk dancers, chatpati chat sellers and what not. In the midst of all this, Geet stood with flowers in her hand. There was a cute grin on her face... She came near Maan spotting him at the corner of the platform. The train whistled to leave and broke her spell... In a moment that lively platform was converte into a gloomy grave. A folk singer yelled different stories of birth-rebirth-death cycle. There was a stuffiness in the environment... A sense of gloominess hurled in the surroundings...

Maan- so... kya socha hai...
Geet- kya socha... Maan...!
Maan- tumhara pati dikhta kaisa tha?
Geet- humare paas unka ek photo hai...
Maan- really... show me!
Geet- ji?!?!
Maan- I mean mujhe dikhao
Geet- ohh... achcha... lijiye

That snap was taken during her initial marriage days. Maan could spot well marked bruises on her cheek bone and chin areas. What surprised him more was the man with whom Geet was standing... That was a familiar face... he felt puking at the thought of the face... he tried to think harder... Maan placed some bruises on that face and was appalled to discover something really unexpected... He was the very same guy whom Maan had bumped into very same morning...

Maan- Geet maine isse aaj hi...
Geet- bahar station pe dekha na... hmm wahi kaam karta hai woh kutta kameena..
Maan- woaah! Geet...
Geet chuckled softly- sorry!
Maan- hmm... i've got to think of something... hmm... Geet...
Geet- ji...?
Maan- nahi kuch nahi...

Maan had a blind road ahead of him... there was no way he could think of to come out of this situation... A noble thought... but no way to implement... He stood there for a couple of minutes and then quietly left the station.

That night, he sat on his window... gazing at his mother again... A tear teased his way from his eyes...

His mother's voice rang in his ears again... He closed his eyes...
"Maan, jab ghee seedhi ungli se na nikle... toh ungli tedhi karni padti hai..." Maan opened his eyes. A new hope shining in his eyes...!

Edited by CIDMaaneetNaksh - 13 years ago