SKYLIGHT LOVE (Part 7/Page 15/3rd Feb) - Page 7

Awesome update

awesome update

That was so touching part..
maan is realizing geet's love after losing her..
waiting for the mystery of mrs.singhania..

Hi,

part 5
nice part...
poor Maan and Geet...
what happened to Geet?
cont soon dear...

amazing update...

Finally u updated...
Thank u.


Bt its so short...


Maan is heart-broken bt is set to go n get answrs to his ques. Hope v too will get our confusions cleared.


Conti soon plz

Part 6

I looked at the house that I called moments ago

The dimmed lights stating that people of the home are in search of little peace in form of sleep, I looked at the lights too finding the shadow of my love my Geet

There were so many questions that were haunting my soul

Mrs. Sighannia the agonizing echoes of this name still piercing my heart and making me believe that she forgot me and moved on?

Can this be that women who claimed me to be her life will move on so easily?

It wasn't days or months that counted our love we belonged together from where the eternity begin

But then how did she belonged to someone else

Was it even possible or was it just a nightmare or a trick by her to punish his soul the questions seemed endless and the answers to all those questions belong with her

With so much strength in my heart I stepped out of the car ordering Daryl to park it somewhere near

I looked at the gates and approached it with slow steady steps not making any unnecessary sound to attract attention

I looked at the atmosphere nearby it was dark and dull the sadness of death and grief etched in every passing gush of air

I looked at the epitaph that stated in loving memory of my husband Arjun Singhannia

A sudden jealousy crept in my heart-"my loving husband" I read again as if the words sounded alien to my ears

Never had my heart been so jealous of any one

I was a man who owned world

But what life couldn't do a dead man did made me jealous and insecure'

I moved ahead looking at the closed doors of her house for a moment it seemed like the doors of her heart that are closed for me'

Geet I whispered I saw a shadow passing by the window

I was determined to meet her now and ask her about the betrayal she did

My repentance suddenly seemed small in front of her ignorance of our love

How can she be of someone else?

I stepped toward the doors wondering should I knock or ring the bell for the entrance sometimes the matters of hearts brings your mind in such state that even a single and a common thing seems to be the most difficult task of the world

I looked at the bell again and despite knowing that ringing it would have been the most sensible thing at the moment

I moved away from the door and looked at the window that seemed to be ajar

I laughed at my fate Maan singh Khurrana is going to meet his heart and soul like a thief

Suddenly my heart felt so heavy she was mine there was a time when I would not look at the time and the moments to be with her or to have her in my arms but tonight all those things seemed like a lost dream

I had to hide from the world to seek my love

I laughed at the irony and somehow entered the house

That had just little lighter shades of brightness remaining

The mournful atmosphere of death screaming from every corner of house

I looked at the faint picture illuminated at the corner of the room

It was him the man to whom Geet belonged

I felt so weak not having the courage see the face of the deceased husband of my lover

Fearing that may be he was better than me and that is why she now belonged to him

How lucky was he whose name she carried even after death arrgh I screamed and picked up the frame smashing it against the wall not worrying to wake up anyone at the moment'

I heard the faint steps of the footsteps from the staircase nearby some was coming my mind screamed but my legs seemed numb

Maan I heard a faint whisper touch my ears

There she was my heart screamed with joy for a moment

But seeing her dressed as a widow of someone else killed me and filled me with the hatred

What overpowers more love or hatred is something that my heart couldn't figure out at that moment and all that mattered was having her in my arms

And I did what I felt was the right thing to do

The next moment the eternity seemed less to gather the happiness of the moment

She was in my arms in flesh and in blood breathing the slow lullaby of reality'

This was bliss the heaven of her arms

The fragrance of her breath

The feel of the silk that cover her skin

The warmth of her heart that beat against mine

This was the bliss I owned and lost

This was the bliss that my heart searched

This was the bliss that these moments made me regain

This was the bliss that was the lost the moment my eyes opened to reality again

Geet I whispered as I felt her pulling herself back

I looked at her eyes that tried to hold the tears back

Geet I whispered again louder enough to reach her heart that was running away from me

I followed her footsteps upstairs

Tracing her fading shadows