We were all ready to go. The plane would soon take all of us to our new destination, London. I am so nervous and yet excited. Nervous because I will be all alone with him for god knows how long. Where would we two begin? I can't seem to format a proper sentence than how will I be able to take our relationship forward? Babaji, help! I am also excited because its a new place. Even though I have been to London before; I am sure the experience this time will be different. This time Maan and Vicky will be with me. This time I am not alone. I have my daughter to support me.
"Please fasten your seat belt. The plane will take off shortly"
The air hostess announcement made her come out of her thoughts. She quickly made sure that Anamika was safe. Although, she didn't have to worry much. Maan made all the arrangement to have a personalized baby seat just for her right in front of us. Along right next to the seat, there were all kinds of toys and necessities for Anamika. Her blanket, changing clothes, diapers, milk bottles, everything. She was looking so cute wrapped up in her pink clothes from head to toe covered with thick blanket.
Vicky, also had his own little station right next to our row. He had all games and necessities a little 8 year old might need. Maan was of course right next to me. I tried not looking at him as we fastened our seat belts Our hands briefly touched as were doing so but I chose to ignore it. I looked out the window, hoping this moment and his lingering touch goes away. Plus, his cologne makes it even harder for me to concentrate. I felt paralyzed as if one movement will break everything. I tried to sit as still as I could.
Maan watched Geet with amusement. He had touched her on purpose as they were fastening their seat belts. He wanted to see her reaction. She ignored looking at him. Her body was stiff while she looked out the window. The plane was about to take off. Maan leaned over her..Geet moves back seeing him so close. Both look at one another. Their faces were mere inches away from each other. Maan turned his face paying attention to the window. He pulls down the blinds blocking her view. As he was pulling away, he gently kisses her right cheek. He caresses his thumb on the face as both look at one another.
He pulls away "Am sorry for slapping you" he whispers before he sits back in his seat pretending as if he never did anything. Geet was busy looking out the window when she felt him leaning close towards her. She didn't want to look straight into his eyes but she had no other option. His perfume and his closeness makes her do the things she doesn't want to do. There was so much softness and care in his eyes for her. She expected him to do something like kiss but all her imaginative thoughts were soon put to rest when he leaned to close the window.
I was mentally smacking my head when I felt his soft lips on my cheek. Was I dreaming? Did he actually kiss me? It was a soft peck, his thumb grazed my cheek as he whispered am sorry in my left ear. The slap. That was the cheek he slapped me on. He didn't forget. My heart jumped in joy but pained as well knowing he was guilty. Even though he didn't voice it I couldn't feel it in his voice. He was trying to forget what he did but he couldn't. He was trying to make me forget as well but even I couldn't.
We both could move on with our lives but the pain we both felt will forever stay with us. The only way to remove the pain and the wound from our soul was to confront each other. We both needed to forgive each other or else maybe we won't move on at all.
The plane took off and now we were off to our destination. Vicky was busy running back and fourth in the aisle with his toy airplane. He was making engine noises pretending to be the captain.
"bhai when will we reach London?"
"Soon."
"How soon? Now?"
"Vicky, we just took off it will be a long time before we actually reach the place. It will take us almost a day to reach London"
"Ohh." (he jumps on his lap making Maan moan in pain. He looks at him annoyed while Vicky smiles) "Am bored. Play with me. Anamika is sleeping."
"Ask you di to play with you"
"No. She plays with me all the time. Dadima told me not to bother her, that's why"
"But..I don't"
"Vicky, I will play with you. Let's go..."
She undoes her seat belt and gets up. Vicky gets off of Maan's lap as Geet extends her hand for him. Geet stood in front of him showing him her belly though the sari. Maan looked at it, she didn't know what kind of effects she was creating within him just by her innocent gestures. He raises his hand to touch her stomach not paying attention to what Geet was doing.
As I was standing up to and play with Vicky, I noticed that my sari was stuck under Maan's feet. I tried so hard to pull on my sari, I didn't dare to look at him. Babaji, this ride will be the longest ride to London. Nothing is going right. What to do? I tried to pull on the sari from the pletes without trying to disturb him. What happened next made the time freeze. Her sari got open, she looks at Maan in fear as he looked at her in daze. She held on to the sari with one hand while Vicky was tugging on her other hand to play.
Maan comes out of his trace and looks at Geet as she looked everywhere else but him. He looks down, her sari was coming off. Her eyes were down, looking at his feet where her sari was stuck underneath his feet. He quickly removes his feet, releasing her sari.
"woh uhh"
"Di play with me" (Vicky still tugged on her hand not knowing what just happened"
"Vicky, why don't you be a big brother and look after Anamika. We will be right back."
"But...I want to play"
Maan calls the air hostess "Look after the kids..we will be right back"
"yes, sir"
Geet looks at Maan with fear. She couldn't move at all. If she does, than all of her pleats will come apart. Maan coughs and picks her up in his arms carrying her back towards a private room.
Geet places her one arm around his shoulder while her other hand held her sari. He makes her stand up as he closes the door. Both looked awkwardly in my every corner of the room except towards each other.
"I uhh...will be outside..."
Maan says while looking down. He tried to open the door knob but it wouldn't budge. It was locked from outside. He heard Vicky laughing from the other side.
"Vicky, open the door"
"No. This is your punishment for not playing with me"
Geet blushes thinking of being stuck in the room with him. Maan sighs in helplessness.
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