THE GIFT OF LOVE:thread 3:PART 74 : page 47 march 7/14 - Page 14

Sorry sorry... I told you all that I would be regular from May but had to shift my house and so no internet... 😳

PART 71

recap

Emma : Mrs. Khurana I'm afraid there is something important going at..your home. One, Mrs. Anvesha Rathore had called for about 15 times since morning. She almost shouted at me this time when I told her that I had been strictly instructed to block any calls for you from India.

Geet : Annie? (she passed one panicked look at Maan and turned to Emma) Why didn't you tell us before? She is family. We only asked you to block the calls from office.

Emma : I am so sorry mam. But she will be calling in a few minutes.

Geet : You better be!

Maan (interrupted) : Geet you better go get the kids. I need to talk to her.

Geet : ok

He left. Geet took Misha and Maanvi to the room and explained them the situation in a light way. But everyone was tensed. After a few minutes Maan came back. He looked like he was in a shock.

Maan : WE ARE GOING BACK!!!

Geet (shouted) : Wat??

The kids cried : NO!!!!

Geet : wat happened Maan ?

Maan shouted at the top of his voice : DON'T YOU HEAR ME DAMN IT... WE ARE GOING BACK TO INDIA!!!

Geet stared at him in shock and agony.

As soon as the words were out Maan shut his eyes tight. He couldn't just believe that he actually shouted on his Mishty. He left the room immediately. Geet stood in the same position startled. She knew that he would never shout at her. And it was not anger but pain that worried her most. He looked really worried, almost shocked. That troubled her more than anything else. She wanted to hug him, sooth him and ask what was wrong? But it seemed to her that he preferred to be left alone. The kids had seen and heard it all. They never saw daddy like this. They were too scared. All they could was hug their mom. Geet comforted them and tried to cheer them up by changing the subject. But after all that she tried Maanvi asked her in a glum voice, " why was dad so rude to you?"

Geet smiled weakly. Misha added, "why are we goin back anyway?" She wasn't complaining but it was genuine curiosity. Geet shrugged, "I don't know but it's important and your dad needs us."

And that was the end of the conversation. The children didn't ask anything more neither Geet. An hour later, they were all set to leave. Before leaving Geet was walking through the hallway to recheck if anything was left behind when she saw Maan standing right in front of her. His eyes didn't meet her and that tormented her. She looked away which he mistook as her anger. He stepped forward and took her right hand in his and kept it secured in his palms.

Maan : I'm sorry jaan...i was...

Her heart beat raised as she saw his forehead crease. He continued, "I was rude...but I just lost control.."

Geet : Just tell me what happened.

She demanded impatiently.

Maan : dadima... she had a major attack. And I'm here partying. I shouldn't have left her alone. How could I? I am such a miserable grandson..

She kept her fore finger on his lips and shushed him, " shhh...chup bilkul chup. This is not your fault Maan. You didn't know this was goin to happen. She was fine when we left...all of a sudden...babaji i hope she is fine. We will be back asap and will do watever we can. And Annie is there na...

Maan : lekin Geet..

Geet : mene kaha na...dadima bilkul theek ho jayengi. dnt worry!

Maan hugged her trying to believe watever she said was goin to be true.

Maan : jaan, U r not mad at me??

Geet (still in his embrace) : for wat?

Maan : Me shouting at you..

She pursed her lips. He could almost feel those lips curve against his chest.

Geet : wo bhi bacho ke samne! gussa to me hu aur apko saza bhi milegi but not now..pehle dadima...

He nodded a slight smile playing somewhere in his face but it didn't touch his heart.

Maan : whatever you say madamme...

She just hugged him tighter.

They reached home in lightning speed. The actions were just mechanical till they reached the hospital. Annie was waiting anxiously outside the ICU. Her eyes welled up as she saw Maan. She ran to him and hugged him.

Annie : bhai...she didn't open her eyes. It's been two days. still in coma...

Maan clenched his fist as the guilt hit him. He comforted Annie and left Geet with her and rushed in to meet dadima.

He kissed her wrinkled weak hand that was free from tubes. A drop of tear escaped his eyes as he let out a deep sigh, "dadima..." The intensity with which he uttered the word was enough to describe all that he felt for this old woman who had raised him up. He sat there for almost an hour. Geet came in and stood next to him.

Geet : Maan I'm here. You just go out and get some fresh air.

Maan : I can't leave her.

Geet : You can't stay here all the time. The kids need you. You think Annie will be able to manage them for long? And I'm here if dadima needs anything.

Maan kept quiet. Geet knew that he had agreed. She patted on his shoulder soothing him. After a long time, he finally got up and left the room. They didn't have to look at each other to know what the other wanted. Their hearts were binded in such a way that they could sense every beat every thought of each other walking through every hardship together suffering in silence but being each others greatest support. Maan took the kids and Annie along with him to home while Geet stayed back with dadi.

Maan couldn't sleep for a moment. He was always a good son, grandson and brother. But it seemed that he was lacking in everything. He couldn't even be a good husband. How could he shout at Geet? He got up from the bed careful not enough to wake up the girls and stood in the balcony. It was his routine whenever he was tensed and Geet would silently stand behind him and hug from his back. He terribly needed her presence. He took his phone and messaged her.

Geet 's was sitting next to dadima trying not to sleep when her phone beeped. She found a message from Maan "missing u Jaan" and sighed. Her fingers wandered undecidedly whether to reply or not and then out her phone in silent mode and kept it away. Maan waited and waited for her reply but there was none. He grew impatient and sent another one. "so gayi mishty?"

Geet couldn't stop herself from reading his message. This time she immediately replied, "Nahi"

Maan frowned. Just "nahi". He again typed " I said I miss u" And he received a blank message.

Maan : what??

Geet:

Maan: shona..plsss

Geet : yehi apki sazaa he

Maan : anything but this silent treatment

Geet : U don't have a choice

Maan : I love you hon

She was about to type me too but stopped. Maan smiled knowingly and send her a smiley.

Geet:

Maan: I love you lots…

Geet:

Maan : I know I was wrong but I will make up for it

Geet :

Maan : dadima kaisi he?

This time she had to reply.

Geet : still the same…don't worry Maan she will be fine.

Maan : I know coz my angel is with her

Geet : Don't try to flirt

Maan : I will bcoz I'm the only person who is authorized to flirt with you

Geet : :P

Maan: Take care jaan

Geet :

Maan : gud nite mishty

Geet : gud nite Mr. Maan Singh Khurana

Maan shook his head at her antiques and turned to go back to his room. Before he could even take a step Geet called him. He wanted to play along and delay answering the phone but madam was already in a foul mood. So he answered quickly. But the situation on the other hand was quite unexpected. Geet's voice was shaking with fear, "Maan..Maan jaldi ayiye yeha..achanak dadima ki condition me kuch problem ho gayi unki heartbeat aur pulse down ho gayi…doctors dekh rhe he..mujhe kuch samaj nhi aa rha..dar lag rha he Maan….me..

Maan : Geet..relax me aa rha hu. Kuch bhi nhi hoga. me abhi aa rha hu

Maan left the children with Annie and rushed to the hospital. Geet was standing outside the intensive care unit worried. Her eyes were weary due to crying and for some reason she couldn't look into Maan's eyes.

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