MORE PIYA- THREAD 2 - UPDATE pg 145 - Page 52

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'for your kind information James. You can leave. I don't mind waiting!'

'no-no I can't leave my worker. You are my responsibility now.'

'I am not a baby, I can look after my self. Thank you very much.'

'now don't be cheeky geet. We all know what you always try to show!'

Geet confusingly looked at James. His words always do irritate her.

'can you please leave. I know the hotel address, I will tell any taxi to drop me. Thank you!'

James waited around for another 30 minute before he left. Geet worriedly stood in middle of the airport. One by one the place started to get empty, somewhere frightening her. It's almost ready for the next plain to arrive, along with there luggage. The last luggage came to its destination and it wasn't geets. She twisted her neck sideways. Then looked at left and right, for some help desk. Her brown eyes eventually stopped at a black high desk. Customer service hanging at the top with one broken light. She charged towards it.

'hi' geet. Coughed along with hi to catch the elderly lady who sat in front of her.
'yes?' she was highly rude. No sign of smile. There was formation of some Gray hair, she really do require to dye her hair badly. For god sake she works at a airport, at least try to look smart. Geet blinked few times to ignore her judgmental mind towards the lady.

'umm, some reason my bag have not arrived. Umm, it's blue to black bag. With...' geet couldn't even finish when she disturbs.

'I am here I won't know anything about the bag! Therefore it's not necessary to tell me any details!'

Geet puled a face and embarrassingly looked down. 'i am sorry!'

'I will call the lost and found department. Bare with me, you can explain everything to the other person.'

Geet gives out a uncomfortable smile.

'yes how may I help' person on the other line ask the lady.
'I have a lady, she have lost her bag. Can you please speak to her.'
'sure!'

Geet looks at the lady then takes the phone, placing against her ear. 'hello...'

Maan breath almost stopped. His mind went numb for fraction of second. There was no wind in his small room, however the small 'hello' was enough to take his breath way. Sending chile down his spine. A certain hope started to show at his direction.

'hello,' geet repeats.

Maan snaps out. Why is he finding the voice so familiar. He speaks to millions of voice a day. They all sounds the same, then why this voice had different name. His heart almost wanted to whisper out geet. But he stopped.

'hello' geet repeats for the third time.
'yes- mam!'

Geet chuckled. There was reflex reaction, where her other hand came to help to hold the phone at its position correctly. Along with millions of skip of heart beats. The shivering lips instantly wanted shout maan. However, it has been so long that she can barely remember his voice. Then again why there was a certain question in her mind, suddenly middle of no-where feeling of maan, a feeling how close he is. There was certain tick, that maan is near by. Geets one half wanted to have the feeling of... It's matter of only few seconds and all her patient would pay off... While the other half looked towards the emptiness.

Geet abnormally starred at the wooden desk, anyone would suggest she is a statue. Holding the phone with her two hand firmly. There was a feeling, a fear that this is her last hope. Maan would leave her again. Although this idea sounded more pathetic than her illusion. The projection that she have strongly held in her memory. Nothing could let that go.

Geet's conscious brain spoke about the reason she is here while, the unconscious part, wanted to share the emotion, the feeling she was experiencing by just hearing this man's one word.

Maan could inhale those rapid breath that is vibrating through each cell of the phone. The empty feeling that he always posses, somewhere it started to disappear. The empty feeling started to replace with a warm soft voice. Out of bloom, why is his mind screaming geets name? Maan confusingly listen to the soothing breath over the phone, unable to let go the estacy that is running through his vain, and on the other hand, he wanted to stop there and talk to her more.

He eventually managed to kick geets name out, closing his eyes, and then slowly whispering 'how may I help you?'

Geet drank her saliva, breaking out of the deep thought. She looked here and there. Rolling her eyes to wake the deep feeling she was lost in.

'yes, oh... i- no- me- I' geet was lost. Almost forgot why she is here and why she is talking to the man. The lady opposite leaned forward over the long desk to remind geet.
'your-bag'
Geet looked back with big eyes. Wondering what to say.
'yes, oh bag. Lost'

Maan ignored the every words from geets lips. He concentrated on the voice more trying to figure out was it geet. No matter how much he was trying to ignore the voice sounded so similar to geet. 10 years have walked by but still the geet's voice was ringing in his head.

maneet feels each other

for the update

Loved the update..
Its like the world stopped for them..
I hope they will meet soon..
Update mehsoos too...

waiting 4 next update

awesome 😃