MG FF-Winter Sonata-Thread 2 - Page 51

di, i didn't get ur comment on fanaa...
it was especially for u... little long part,,...

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Thanks dear for beautiful comments and your wishes. Apologies for the delay but have been very busy lately.

@ - fatema_007 - Your comment brought tears to my eyes. This incident has brought forth all those emotions which are buried inside us especially being a Delhite. When I had started this FF, it was just an attempt to express the pain of different women who have touched my life in some form or other but never thought it will become so contemporary and that too in such a disgusting manner. But thanks dear as the reason is and will always be inspiration to grow better and rise to do something more for another human being.

@sdlife –Meera is currently 15+ yrs of age

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Chapter 12– Behne De

Few Days later

Mr. Chopra invited Maan, Sasha and Geet to the grand opening of his new restaurant. Maan was little worried if Geet will agree to accompany them after last party's fiasco and Sasha was more than sure she won't come. But Geet surprised them both by agreeing. Though she was not very keen on coming but she realized the importance of this invitation. She could never jeopardize KC's reputation and moreover she could not disregard the respect client was giving her based on her work in the project.

Dressed in a white Anarkali, she reached the venue and joined Maan Sir and Sasha Madam. Sasha smirked seeing her dressed like behnji oblivious to the fact that her innocent full sleeve churidaar suit was making Maan's heart beat faster than her skimpy dress. After all beauty is always in the eye of beholder and is reflected by the emotions of their hearts towards that person.

Maan proudly introduced Geet as a valuable employee who had managed to understand KC's values and worth ethics in a very short period of time. Geet glowed under the admiration with which Maan made her meet various business associates.

"You have to convince her Mr. Kothari that it is beneficial for us to meet. After all, my calendar is managed by Ms. Geet and I trust her judgment in prioritizing my time."

…

"Oh yes, she has lot of creativity and cultural understanding to provide roots and ethnicity to our design. Mr. Chopra is a fan of her…"

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWETUyQZmIo&feature=related_embedded[/YOUTUBE]

Link - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yWETUyQZmIo

Arre aankh se boond gira koi
Chingari ka tukda jala koi
Umeed ko aag laga zara
Sehra ki pyaas bujha zara

Umeed ko aag laga zara
Sehra ki pyaas bujha zara
Ghan itna baras ke galne lagoon
Mai paani ke upar tarne lagoon

Behne de mujhe behne de mujhe
Behne de mujhe behne de

Behne de ghanghor ghata
Behne de paani ki tarah
Saagar mein jaa girna hai
Behne de nadiya ki tarah

Soon dinner was served and for the first time in the evening Sasha got a chance to smile, gloating in her heart as she saw Geet struggling with seafood "Bechari ne shayad kabhi sapne mein sea food dekha bhi nahi hoga".

(Poor Girl!!! I doubt if she has even seen seafood in her dreams also)

Meanwhile Maan though quiet, was getting worried internally seeing her not eating anything. He wondered why Sasha was not helping her out – "I can't believe Saha can be so snobbish…can't she help her being a girl".

Finally giving up on Sasha, Maan tried to help Geet. He showed her how to take lobster apart but as Geet tried, she just ended up spilling the juices on his jacket. Geet apologized profusely but Maan just brushed it aside and went to the washroom for cleanup.

"It's ok Geet. Don't worry. I will just go and clean. Meanwhile, why don't you try the crab soup? It is quite delicious and warm too. Just add some pepper if you like hot food. Do one thing, order one for me too and we both can have it after I come back…hmmm."

As Maan walked off after making Geet a little comfortable, Sasha took this opportunity to ridicule her reducing her to almost tears.

"So Ms. Behnji, jab tumhari aukat hi nahi hai aisi parties mein aane ki toh kya soch ke aayi ho. KC ka jo kachra tumne kiya hai na…pehle launch party mein aur ab…pata nahi MK tumhein bardasht kaise karte hain. You just don't understand when to stop. Tumhari jaise small town manner less girls ki wajah se aaj MK will be a laughing stock. I had told Adi pehli hi that down market girl like you can never fit into KC's…."

(So Ms. Behnji, when you don't have the sense to come to such parties then what made you come here. The way you you have disrepute KC…First you spoiled the launch party and now this…don't know how MK even tolerates you. . You just don't understand when to stop. MK will be a laughing stock because of small town manner less girls like you. I had told Adi in the beginning itself that down market girl like you can never fit into KC's….)

Sasha was abruptly stopped by Maan who barged in angrily hearing the part of the conversation. "Stop being rude Sasha. I am so disappointed with your behavior. What is up with you? If you can't help then at least do not make issues for others."

Sasha tried to intervene but Maan stopped her from speaking by showing his finger to her "I have had enough…represent Khurana Construction in the party as I am leaving."

Then he turned towards Geet who still looked little embarrassed. "Geet, how have you come?"

Geet stuttered in surprise "Ji…Auto"

"It is quite late so let me drop you…come"

Not wanting to make any further scene, she just agreed. Sasha was burning with anger and jealousy at Maan's words and just rued at her fate as she was stuck in the party all alone as Maan escorted Geet out.

Geet tried to say sorry for once again creating issue in a party but Maan shot all her chances by telling her that it was ok and asking her to calm down and then remaining completely silent. Not knowing what to say any further, Geet just looked outside the window.

Shart lagi hai mar jaane ki
Jeena hai toh pyaar mei
Dil kahin bhi ho mera
Jaan rakhi hai yaar mei
Behja behja hai saagar ka kehna
Behja behja hai nadiya ko behna

Patte se tapakti boond ki awaaz sunai di thi
Nadiya mei tapak aur gum ho ja
Beh gaya beh gaya jo reh gaya reh gaya
Beh gaya beh gaya jo reh gaya reh gaya
Behne de mujhe behene de mujhe
Behne de mujhe behene de

"Sasha madam was right. Aaj meri wajah se Maan sir ko kitni pareshaani hui...hai na. But he is such a good person ki woh phir bhi meri madad kar rahe hain aur mujhe maaf bhi kar diya. He is truly a gentleman…hai na Babaji."

Her self talk was stopped when the car stopped at the road side. She looked at Maan Sir quizzically.

"I know you have not eaten anything. Come, have your dinner."

Geet was overwhelmed at his concern. She gave a token denial when her tummy rumbled loudly. She was embarrassed and Maan just shook his head at her innocence.

"Ab kya invitation dena padega Ms. Geet…waise bhi I am worried for my ears hearing all the loud noises your stomach is making."

Geet smiled at his remark and walked to the restaurant. Though it has been long he himself has been to such a place but nevertheless Maan had stopped at a middle class Punjabi Restaurant knowing that she will probably not be comfortable in a 5-star.

Geet was very happy as aroma of authentic Punjabi food hit her nostrils

"Mujhe toh pata hi nahi tha Sir ki aap aisi jagah bhi jaante hoge Delhi mein."

"Kyon…I have stayed in Delhi for most of my life and I know in and out of this city"

"Nahi mera matlab…"

Maan smiled understanding her unsaid words

"I used to come here during my college time…it was our hangout adda."

They quickly ordered food and both had their dinner almost in silence. Only talk was Geet efforts at saying thanks in all different ways and finally that also stopped when Maan answered her back rudely irritated by the fuss.

"Chup bilkul chup…ab agar ek baar aur tumne thanks ya sorry kaha toh I will leave you here in the middle and leave."

After that she just kept quite sulking at the dusht daanav avatar his boss had taken.

"Kitna acha chal raha tha sab kuch Babaji par nahi…dekho aa gaye phir se apne sadu akdu mood mein."

It started raining by the time they finished. As Maan tackled pot holes, he muttered profanities under his breath at rain, road and dirt.

He stopped short though when he saw her looking outside the window gazing at the droplets falling down. She rolled down the window slightly, moving her palm out trying to catch the water.

Oblivious to her surroundings and Maan's sour mood she spoke sweetly "I just love rain. It is so natural, a blessing by God which washes away all the dirt and gives us the most precious thing of our lives – water. And when it ends, sometimes, it gives us a rainbow and if nothing else a sweet smell of earth and cool breeze. It gives us happiness….simple unadulterated happiness. Zindagai ki woh choti choti khushi jo humein khud hi dhoondani hoti hain"

Maan looked at her in awe as her words tugged as his heart strings. He stared at her admiringly as some beads of rain shone on her face in the moonlight. It looked like her face was covered under the veil of smallest pearls possible. All the moments when he saw her at the bus stop, when she fell in his arms on her first day, when she had been so close to his heart while doing preparations at the party and when she had entered that party looking like an angel flashed in front of his eyes.

A small smile adorned his lips as he stopped the car as she continued to play with rain. He lowered his window and as if in trance, took out his face to feel the fresh drops on his face himself. Her words had initiated a new desire in him to feel the happiness…zindagi ki woh khushi jo us se shayad bahut dur thi…ab tak. Water touched him and after a long time he felt a new calm evade his being.

Mera pal-pal ang-ang bhar diya
Tuney jaan pe junoon saa kar diya
Mera hai kya jo main haar doon
Jaan teri hai tujh pe vaar doon
Doob gaye jo suna hai saare
Tere dere aate hain
Dil ki chulu mei bechare
Dubkiyan gotey khaate hain

Beh ja behja chal todh kinaare ko
Behja behja dhar le majhdhaare ko

He pulled his face back and looked at her but was surprised to see her smile fading. As if in slow motion, he saw her eyes which were smiling turning hazy and then sad as her own pearls mingled with rain. Memories of past assailed her when she used to twirl around in rain without any worries. Memories when she used to play with her siblings on the roof top. Memories of her dancing in the farms as monsoon came as a boon to farmers. Memories when Teji held her hand and lifted her drenched body. Pain was always part of her life before but that never stopped rain from being part of her life.

A sob raked her body as she realized that now even pain had left her alone. All she was left with was a deep chasm of loneliness filled with memories which were not painful but full of betrayal. Betrayal of her own blood. Betrayal of everything which was sacred in this world. Whom should she trust?

"Why Babaji…why? Kya galti thi meri Babaji"

Maan saw uncontrollable tears and a deep painful emotion etched on her face. Her eyes looked at the sky as if asking God some question. She looked so nave and vulnerable that his hands moved on his own accord. He placed them on her shoulder. His heart winced at the depth of emotions in her hazel eyes

"Kya hua Geet…abhi toh tum khush thi...phir yeh ansoo"

She turned around and her bravery gave away in front of her loneliness. She clung to the first warm body providing her heart the solace…a lifeline to her stuck breaths.

Chingari udha ke raakh se
Ek boond gira ke aankh se
Chalne ka ishaara kar gaya

Kar gaya kar gaya sab bhar gaya bhar gaya
Kar gaya kar gaya sab bhar gaya bhar gaya
Behne de mujhe behene de mujhe
Behne de mujhe behene de

Maan was startled as she turned and hugged him. Her head poised just under his jaw and her heart thudding with pain so near to his. Her need for comfort and support forced him to get over his own hesitation and he gently tightened her inside his embrace bringing her closer. In that one moment he just wanted to wipe away her every pain…every hurt.

She did not know why her heart found peace in those arms. Why she felt secured that too when a man's presence made her very uncomfortable. There was something in this hug which calmed her and gave her soul what she had been looking for. Maybe it was because it was unconditional. Maybe because she knew it was without any expectation. It was a hug from a true friend.

As she calmed, she realized the physical aspect of the things. He was still her boss and she was just a mere secretary. He was still a man and she was a girl who was broken beyond repair.

She slowly came out hiding her embarrassment as another "Sorry and Thank you" slipped through her lips. Maan raked his hand through his hair trying to control his own emotions. He was fully aware of his attraction for her and his hands shook as he reigned in his desire to whisk her away from all the problems and pain in their life. He just started the car and dropped her at her flat.

Daadima was stunned to see a wet Maan walking inside looking emotional.

"Maan…how come you are wet?"

Maan came out of his thoughts and just mumbled some excuse as he walked away.

Daadima looked as his wet form and wondered what has brought about this change in him.

"Aap bhale hi kuch na kahein lekin hum kuch din se dekh rahe hain. Akele mein kabhi muskuraate hue to kabhi khoye hue dekha hai aapko. Aur aaj is kadar bheege hue…woh insaan jise barish se nafrat hai aaj is tarah…

Hum nahi jaante kyon lekin bhagwaan se yehi maangenge ki humein humaare Maan laute dein."

(You may not say anything but I have noticed from few days. Sometimes I have seen you smiling when sitting alone or lost somewhere. And today, you are wet like this…that person who hates rain is drenched like this…

I don't know why but will pray to God that he should return our Maan back to us)

……………..

"Aap yeh kya kar rahe hain Bhai Saheb….Nahi Bhai Saheb…aap mere Veerji ki tarah hain..."

Rain drops outside muted her voice

"Please nahi…mat kijiye aisa….I am your brother's wife…"

"Maaji….Bhabhi…bachao…chode mujhe…chodo"

……

"Haye haye…yeh kya kar daala….dayan…tujhe ghar mein jagah di…mere chote bete ko toh kha gayi ab bade pe nazar hai teri…."

(Oh God….you witch…I gave you space in my house and you…you already ate my younger son and now want to harm my elder one…)

"Chod do mujhe…maine kuch nahi kiya…chod do…Bhabhi…mujhe bachao bhabhi…Maaji"

(Leave me…I have not done anything…let me go…Bhabhi…help me bhabhi….Maaji)

Geet woke up all covered in sweat as she tried to shield herself. Her heavy breathing eased when she realized she was re-living the nightmare of her life. Tears made through her eyes as she hid her face in the pillow with the familiarity of what her nights had become.

…..

Maan did aggressive tai-chi breaking ice blocks. Cold mist embracing the room as it emanated from the ice did nothing to cool down the fire in his heart. Her painful eyes, tear stricken face and helplessness was burning his soul. All past moments played in front of his eyes and he knew he was fighting a loosing battle.

"Arghhh"

"No…no…no. Why has her pain become mine? Why?"

"No…I have done whatever I can do for her. I have given her means to let her past go. But I will not let her become part of me. I have my own problems…my own life and no one is allowed inside this life. I will not let her affect me anymore. I have to keep her away from me. Away for my own sanity. I will not let her affect me…no"

"Mujhe tumhein apne se dur rakhna hoga Geet…bahut door"

But he did not know that their destinies were already entwined. When Babaji had decided their fate then how can mortals not bend in front of his will?

As much as one run away from love, it engulfs you with that much speed. As much as you deny your love, that much it deepen its roots.

Precap – Kuch Toh Hua Hai

Loved it Ritzy 👏
Maan is a gentleman 😳
He respects n values wat needed to b valued 😳
He again showed Sasha her place , I don't understand wats the prob wid this lady !
Rain hug n the song were perfect match 😃
It was beautiful 😳
Then , We got a glimpse about Geet's past...
I can't imagine how girls can go through all these n still survive in the outside world 👏
Kudos to every other girl present in the real world who faced the same or the other reason to hate the ppl here !
N coming to yew , I would say great done buddy ! 👏

Oh yeaahhh me first here, for the very first tym 🥳

Now that is what I call real man.

r

edited...

first of all thank you so much for an update
happy new year di...
wow loved the update di..
the way maan helped her in party,,,,
ooo wow again sasha got scold from maan, maan really cares for her...
the dabha... haaye, punjabi food is really awesome beside of non-veg...
ohhh her past, really confusing and scary too...
so the hug happened and maan is afraid now...
well waiting hoe they will feel kuch to hua hai...
waiting for another part...

Happy New Year Di

di, it's chapter 12 not 1... correct the status...

awesome update
firs time we get some sight of geet's past
so this implies geet was married and her husband is dead it seems and her jeeth tried to force himself on her i hope she survived from that

continue soon

great part
geet past seems very painful
continue soon

maan ko hua geet ko kab hoga kuch????
flashback was painful evev if it was incomplete...