FF-My Second Wife Geet Thread Three - Page 2

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Here is your T-R-E-A-T as everyone had asked me!

Wishing all my friends whose birthday was lately and is going to come – Happy Birthday; Payal, Pavi, Stephanie – I missed yours

The lady in white is here, tonight, extracting all sense out of my mind, adding colours in my life, dividing our strange and different lifestyle, and multiplying my son's happiness as hers, she's here…

Part 18

Start of Flashback

Dadimaa: Maan you're coming and that's it!

Maan: Nope, Dadi, you're wrong, I am not coming...

Dadimaa: When I'll fall ill, and bed-ridden you'll know, I will be so sick that I would die...

Maan smirked: Dadi, this sentence is getting so old; you've been using it for years.

Dadimaa glaring at Maan: Shut up, I will really fall ill, and it's my final decision and you're coming!

End of Flashback

Cool or what? Great, isn't it? Maan Singh Khurana is powerless in front of his grandmother.

"Err...Geet, tonight Dadi organized a party here" I said. She looked at me confused and I shrugged saying "just got the news". "Oh" she replied studying me carefully. She must have been trying to figure why I was not questioning her. When I asked her how was her camping trip on Mars, she was looking at me, her mouth enough wide-opened to catch flies. You'd laugh. I had smirked and told her to close her mouth, leaving her bewildered, I left for my room. I was dying to ask her how was the weather on Mars or if she saw some of her relatives or perhaps some aliens? Maybe then no...

Dadimaa called us; me, Geet, Akshay, Vicky, Annie and the whole crew of servants. She was briefing us how there was not a party at home for the longest period of life, I guess, till the death of a family member. She was looking very happy. But I wonder what was up with Geet and Annie. After Dadimaa left, I had gone to call Adi to cancel all my meetings and appointments and when I returned –

Annie said "Bhiz, do you know today's Friday the 13^th" Geet gasped and looked at the ceiling, I figured she was praying, "hey Babaji, you know what had happened the last Friday 13^th, please help me to avoid committing such mistakes" Geet said still looking up without blinking. Annie stared at her confused, she also looked up and the back at Geet. "Hey babaji, help me, okay" and then Geet looked at Annie and said "why are you staring at me so strangely?" Annie turned red and mumbled "nothing". Wasn't she strange? She kept surprising me every time.

Next Day

Fine, the party, whoops, I mean Dadimaa's party was in the front year, a party in summer could not be better than outside the four walls, it's Vicky the Viking's thoughts. That's what he calls himself. Dadimaa was off welcoming the guests, I am sure she might be gossiping there completely forgetting how irritated I'm.

Vicky and I were waiting for the ladies. Generally ladies take a out of time to dress up, now they'll tie their hair this way or that way, this hairstyle or that shoe or they might fuss because of their gloss or lipsticks or their eyeliners. They stand at least 5 hours in front of the mirror. I sighed. "What are they doing?" I grumbled. "Bro, I bet they are trying the next heels" he said flopping on the couch. "Enough waiting, we are waiting since 30 minutes" I complained. "Actually" Vicky added helpfully "it's been 25 minutes" I glared at him.

"ANNIE! GEET! Come down NOW" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Now" Vicky repeated shouting too. I gave him one of my looks to shut him up. "Coming!" Annie said but till the next two minutes no one showed up. My patience was running out just then Akshay came behind me saying "Boo" We giggled and I admired him in his black jeans and clean white branded shirt. "How do I look Daddy?" he asked. I thumbed up at him. "Mama said I looked like a prince" he gushed. "You sure do". He smiled and went to sit on Vicky's lap. "Vivi uncle, you look good..."

Just then I saw Annie, in a blue party dress and blue heels coming down, I am very bad at fashion, never mind. I sucked my breathe when I saw Geet. Vicky gave a low whistle, I could not check his or Akshay's expressions because I was too busy staring at Geet. She was draped in a white sari perfectly, white heels, white necklace or jewelries you add it, I never thought her hair was that long...

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Annie and Bhiz were coming downstairs. Annie was as usual Princess Kate and Bhiz looked splendid. She was simply awesome. I just turned to check on Bhai and he was staring at Bhiz as if Angelina Jolie or Katrina Kaif just appeared in front of him, or worst. Even if Angelina or Katrina would appear, Bhai would behave normal not like me, freaking or worst.

Bhiz carefully climbed the stairs.

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I had asked Annie about 99^th time if I looked beautiful in this white sari. I checked my figure and powered my face. I applied my pale shade of pink lipsticks and brushed my hair. The white sari was excellent but did I look like a widow? Nope, because the jewelries were okay, not heavy at all and the heels too. But something was amiss?

Annie groaned when I mentioned what was amiss and she grunted saying "Sati Savitri symbol, how did I forgot? Vermillion and the..." Maan must have been angry as he had shouted our names while we were getting ready. I climbed downstairs carefully and saw Maan checking me out. Omigosh, I felt special.

Annie climbed quickly winking secretly to Vicky which I had accidentally seen. "Bhai, wait for Bhiz, till then me and Vicky will go, Zoe will be waiting for me!" and both of them hurried outside leaving me, Maan and Akshay alone. It must have been their plan! I turned pink when I saw Maan still looking at me when I climbed the last stair.

"Do I look that bad?" I asked softly as I approached them. Maan was taken aback as if he was in another planet before I asked him this question."Eh? Woh..." he looked confused. "Do I look that bad?" I repeated. He shook his head and said "you look gorgeous Geet" I beamed like a Christmas tree at him. He looked surprised at his words and said "let's go"

At the Party

Akshay baby had already gone to sleep. He was tired as it was 5 hours since his bed time. I had been around answering reporters' questions and meeting the guests along with Maan. I moved next to Maan who was standing alone with a drink. He sipped his drink slowly. "Tired?" he asked. I gave a slight nod. "Get use to it, Mrs. Khurana" he smirked. I smiled brightly and said "maybe I might get use to it, or maybe not" He looked at me as if I was speaking Spanish or something. "What happened to you?" he asked. "I am just way to excited that you complimented on my dress" I said blushing "at least, ever since I am here" He snorted and I grimaced "wah, it was a really funny joke Mr. Khurana" I said. He shook his head in amazement. "Waise Maan, agar mein tumhe kuch kahoon toh you won't take it bad, will you?" I asked. "Depends" he said. "Well, I am saying it because of my experience, not because that I want you, it's because I experienced it too and it did not work – don't try to let your past to come in your present and concentrate your future" I said. He looked shocked. I nodded and said "just try to do it"

I walked away, leaving him bewildered.

Start of Flashback

"Geet", Anjali asked looking down below her bunk. Geet looked at the upper bunk. "Yes" Geet raised an eyebrow. "How long have you been collecting clippings on Maan Singh Khurana" she asked. "BT? Well, remember I was scrolling through the site of India's newspaper – I noticed his photo and I was mesmerized for the longest moment, ever since I collect his photo, clippings and everything...See, I collect all his pictures and clippings from newspapers in this file" Geet said pointing to her drawer. Anjali took a deep breath and said "Geet, are you serious about him?" Geet giggled and said "yes, I am". Anjali thought for a moment and said "Geet, he's getting married...". "I know, I wish him all the happiness of his life but that does not mean I can't collect his pictures, it is not a crime" Geet laughed. "Maybe...not good night, we have Gary's class tomorrow"

End of Flashback

I smiled but I felt my heart pierced by another horrible past. I knew why Anjali was behaving weirdly lately and I even saw her medical report but my step-sis had called me back, I did not get time to confront her and it was too late, just too late. I know how it is to feel that you're a burden on every one.

I did not realize that one of the guest called me and I had smiled at them, they gave me a drink and I took...I remember I was looking for Maan. Oh right, I saw him chatting with a couple of guests, I went near him and said "Ma-a-a-a-n" and I smiled at the guests. I felt weird. The guests left and Maan looked at me shocked. I placed my hand on his shoulder and came closer and poked his chest "Maan, you look so handsome today-y-ay, did I-I s-s-s-ay that to...to you" I hissed in his eyes. "Geet" he said his eyes widening.

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I was so surprised when Geet came next to me and telling me that she had experienced how it was in living a sad life. Her eyes were yearning for something...yearning for love...maybe I thought. She went away, leaving me amazed...Sometimes I wonder how many time she will keep changing herself from a caring mother to a funny bubbly girl to a broken and rejected girl to a house-wife...I wonder how many more forms I would see...

I was chatting with Mr. Black when Geet arrived bumping in me. She put her hand on my right shoulder and started to hiss "Maan, you look so handsome today, did I say that to you" It was so weird...so strange, the way she was bragging with the words...she looked like she was drunk! Yes, she was drunk as she was staring at me dreamily. "Geet, what did you drink?" I asked. She giggled, she looked really pretty "Every day I drink" she hissed coming closer. I pushed her a little...she was not in her sense. "Every day I drink poison of sadness...every day I d-d-d-rink, by the way Ma-a-a-n, did I tell you that I love you very much, ever since I was eighteen back in L-L-London" she hissed. She was just one inch from my face. First, there was sadness in her voice, her eyes were filled with terror then her eyes changed into affection...affection and care for me, when she said those words, it took me aback. Since she was 18? For goodness sake Maan, she's drunk and she's talking nonsense, right now, I needed to bring her in her room. I left holding her closely but she was drunk. She was going to chase a bat when I had to pull her by her waist. How is it difficult to control her? A bat, for hell's sake! She hit against my chest and she gazed at me so lovingly. I was afraid, afraid of her looks. She smiled and pulled my hand and sat on the floor. "I am tired, I want to s-s-sit" she jeered. "Geet, it's not the appropriate time!" I said. "I want to sit!" she said stubbornly. I tried to pull her but she was not listening so I dragged her and took her into my arms. She was gazing at me with those affectionate looks that made me scared. "I love you, Maan" she said and buried her head on my chest, shocking me to the core. She's drunk for heaven's sake. "Maan?" she asked gazing back at me with pleading innocent eyes. "Yes" I said looking at her as I shifted her weight and climbed the stairs, nearly reaching her bedroom. "Hmm" I replied annoyed. "Why are you like this?" she asked like an innocent baby. Huh.

I dropped her on the bed and she said angrily "can't you be gentle with me for one time...for me? Look – I know you love Akshay and Riihaa but I am too a human, am I?" she asked absent-mindedly and pulled my arm, she dragged me so hard that I fell on the bed. She giggled and said "I love you Maan Singh Khurana" she giggled again like a teenager. I sighed and thought when she will get back to sense! She held my arm tightly and sat on her bed. "I want to tell you something"

"Asking won't make any differences" I grumbled. "Right" she said burying her face on my shoulders. "I want to tell you a s-s-s-story" she hissed in my eyes. Huh. She was so close, her breathe was fanning my neck. She then started to pat her belly; her eyes were a bit red. "What happen?" I asked. "I am hungry" she said crinkling her nose. "Shut up" I said shaking my head and tucked her behind. She was sticking on me like glue. "So where was I?"

"You were going to sleep"

"Yeah, right" she said. I sighed in relief. "There was a girl, very, very simple, innocent but yet tangled in the complications of life" she started her story. Great, I thought she had forgotten about it. "Her name was...was..." she stopped and stared at me and smiled. "She lost her daddy when she was three, her family made her mother settled down...got married to another guy having 2 daughters". I stared at her as her eyes were filled with tears and she almost choked her words. Maybe she was imagining herself as that girl in the story. Maybe she was wrong and just too drunk... "My mom tried to make everything peaceful, but the elder daughter did not like me, Geet, she managed to convince my mommy to let me go to study to England, London when I was 17. Mommy agreed" she said sadly. "She stole my mommy from me...I hate her...Maan, I was there, in London College, all alone, sad, when I even tried to be friend with my step-sisters. But the elder one always had a problem with me" she choked and shook my hand "why was it like this? Why? What did I do?" I stared speechless and let her place her head on my shoulders.

"I was so lonely in London, my younger step-sister was so kind that she lend me some jeans...I felt so weird, so strange, so lonely, I missed my home...then I met Anjali, my best friend, she was also from India but from Mumbai. We were soon so close to each other. Best friend" she said as a smile spread on her face. "But she left me too...like everyone...dad, mom, and even Anjali left me...we made friends with other foreign people, we were like a group, teasing, leg-pulling and all..."

"But one day, after 2 years, there was a phone-call, from Vijay, my step-dad, saying that Mom had passed away...see, she left me...alone...here...and Vijay got a heart-attack not lately and died too...I was all alone, in my old house, trying to survive...I had return from England...My step-sisters had gone to live with their mothers, leaving me all alone to live..."

I took a deep breath.

"Tell me what would I do? I knew you from newspapers clippings, and I came to know you...and...and...that you had a baby boy...he was so lovely and you know what, it was my Akshay, my baby...my...my..."

She dozed off…leaving me bewildered...with all what was happening...I closed my eyes...all I could see was...was...G-E-E-T

Precap: Geet won't talk to Maan and Akshay. How will Akshay pacify his mom and what will Maan do?

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NOTE: Guys, I wrote this update on the wedding day of my relative. Please forgive me for mistakes because I was in a rush!

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Originally posted by: ceegee

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Originally posted by: SallyAmanda

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Originally posted by: SallyAmanda

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Originally posted by: SallyAmanda

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