MILAN- The Final Destination
PART- 94
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The girl with short black hair danced before him while small ugly dwarfs jumped alongside her, all singing some idiotic song, the worst part was he knew every single word of that song because he was seeing the damn movie for the eleventh time. The sole reason being Jia n yes he was counting.
She stared at the character with such an interest, singing along n jumping with them. He sighed, he hated the movie not this but all princess movies. It was 12 at night n almost a week had passed since Jia had come back from her stay at Saurabh's place. After that night of her coming back she didn't sleep at nights. She woke up every night complaining of a nightmare or not sleeping at all in the first place. To Maan's sheer distress they every night saw a princess movie which they had seen umpteenth times already.
His eyes itched. He hadn't slept at all in last few days. Last whole week he didn't go to office. With Jia being sick n a fear lurking inside him, he couldn't just leave her. So, he handled all business from home n Rohan did the office work. Poor boy, this was supposed to be his vacations but Maan had him wrapped up in official work. Strangely he didn't feel bad for him instead when Rohan had whined n cribbed he had felt so much satisfaction, his troubled face gave him extreme inner delight. That's what he gets for mocking MSK.
Although not for Rohan but Maan felt bad for himself. Most of his time was spent in taking care of Jia, she didn't left his side after those two horrible days n had become more demanding. The time he was able to take out for business was when she slept at early mornings and afternoons n while she completed her sleep at day time Maan remained deprived of it completely.
Jia suddenly climbed up into his lap snapping him out of his thoughts. Daddy, I don't wike that witch. She frowned n clutched his shirt into her hand. That action reminded him of something, the first time he had seen the little girl.
Your wife's condition is critical but there is a good news also. The doctor said with a small smile. You are now father of a baby girl.
Maan didn't smile; there was no happiness on his face. Father, yeah right. He thought to himself. When Dadimaa rushed inside he stayed out, giving his back to the room. All his insides were hot n burning; there was anger, hurt n ugly stench of betrayal. He clenched his fists n left before he killed himself or someone else. He would never see Shreya's face nor of the girl's whom she gave birth to.
Nights were lonely n depressing, days somehow passed but as he sat on the chair outside the Intensive Care Unit, staring absently at the white door, time seemed to stop. Nearly two weeks had passed since the delivery but he still hadn't seen the small one's face and also of his wife's, after all Maan Singh Khurana was a man of his words. If given a choice he wouldn't have ever come to the hospital but Dadimaa was old. She stayed at the hospital whole day n at nights he had to stay here so that she could go home and sleep.
But he did this for his Dadimaa n no one else. It was rather a favor he was doing on the women who was legally his wife.
He had seen bad days, extremely agonizing. He had seen his heart break, a thousand shiny pieces rusting with time. Though, these days he felt the pain cutting into his skin, the deafening sound of failure n the breathing evidence of betrayal. Tears blurred his vision but he refused to cry. It wasn't his fault, he told himself. The truth was far away. Deep in his heart he knew it was his fault-not alone his but it was fault of that girl whom he loved. Only if she wouldn't have left him to live this life. Why she didn't kill him before leaving? Holding his head in his hands he let the shame n grief take over. Why? A stab of knife would have been better than living every second of this misery. He could practically hear every single particle mocking him, taunting him but he couldn't block them. He would have to live with it all alone, forever. She had left but she would always remain right beside him like a ghost holding him prisoner of her memories, not letting him to move on. He would die again n again n kill others in his cursed voyage. And, nothing could be done to change that.
Excuse me sir, I have an important call to make. The nurse told politely coming out of the room besides the Intensive Care one where Shreya was kept. If you could keep an eye on your daughter for a little while. She has been fed n is now sleeping. I will be back in 10 minutes.
The nurse walked away but Maan remained seated on his regular seat in the deserted hospital corridor since it was half past 12. After some time a soft cry started n then just intensified with every next second. Damn, the nurse had said she was sleeping. He thought angrily. The cries just became louder and louder or it was just his ears getting weaker n weaker with the torture. He stood up n walked to the door but he wasn't going to step inside. He had promised not to see her face.
Shreya was kept in the ICU n the newborn alone in the room beside hers. She was all alone in the room right now, maybe she was scared. Maan thoughts were clouding with indecision. He raised his hand to the door knob then stopped. One more cry n he opened the door going in. The cradle was in center of the room, otherwise dark just a soft white light glowing over her. He hesitantly walked ahead n peeked into the cradle.
The little one stopped crying n blinked at him, once, twice, thrice. She was the smallest and cutest thing he had ever seen though her eyes were big, doe shaped n beautiful.
Tadapafapa' she muttered a bit of saliva dropping from the side of her fresh pink lips. Then when he made no move n only stared at her dumbfounded. She started crying again, kicking her tiny hands n legs. Without his knowledge his hand stretched out to pick her.
Her head was smaller than his palm n she was so fragile. He was scared he would hurt her. So with utter care he adjusted her in his arms, resting her head over his elbow so that it was correctly supported. She had again stopped crying n was looking at him with her big-big eyes. Since she had stopping screaming her lungs out he made attempt to keep her back, she started again, like she knew he would leave her.
She was so much like him, scared of solitude. He brought her out of the room; she would have gotten bored staying between the four walls.
They came out to the balcony, his promise long forgotten. The slow breeze swirled past them n the little girl giggled, her chubby, white cheeks gaining a red hue. She was happy.
So this is the first time you're coming out? He asked as if she was going to answer. To his astonishment she did. Phurrr' She made the motorcycle like sound with her lips, showering her saliva all over his shirt.
A sticky one she was. Is that a yes in your little, new world? She did the phurrr n saliva thing again. N despite himself Maan found a grin spreading across his face after ages. He was intrigued by her antiques. He stayed there for don't know how long, looking at the stars while the little girl, peacefully, was sometimes staring at him or the new world around.
Oh you are here. The nurse said with worry on her face. Here, give her to me. She said forwarding her hands to take the little one.
Jia's brows furrowed with tension as she clutched his shirt in between her tiny, weak fingers. How dare the nurse, scaring the little soul n talking to him with such authority. I will bring my daughter back myself. He said in MSK tone turning back to the open sky, silently dismissing the nurse. The nurse gulped n scurried away.
That pot bellied nurse isn't nice; I bet she haunts your dreams. Maan joked n the little angel giggled sucking her upper lip adorably. She looked so serene n as her musical laugh surrounded him, he felt peace n calmness sweeping into him after a long-long time.
Then shall we close the movie? Maan asked. Jia slapped his forehead. No silly, bad ones always lose in the end. Daddy, you still haven't learned. She cutely berated him shaking her head n Maan, well what else could he do except for rolling his eyes n praying for the movie to end fast.
Next day,
Geet pressed the end button on her mobile with a sigh; she had been talking to Karan. He was worried about Meera-to be more precise-worried because of her. She had been acting all weird, keeping herself busier in work n always on edge. Karan knew something was cooking in her twisted brain when yesterday she asked him to talk to Geet n convince her to come back. She wouldn't herself talk, because madam had an ego as big as an elephant and how in the crooked world did Geet ask her to leave. Though despite how much she tried to hide, she was hell worried for her bestie, it was clear.
But Meera at times could be really scary, for instance, yesterday, it seemed she was giving some deadline that after Karan talking to Geet, if she still didn't listen to come back, she would do something. Like, bringing police n accusing Maan of domestic violence or something like that n then take Geet back. He told Geet this, it was just an example n he didn't wanted to scare the poor soul but both of them knew what Meera was capable of n how she believed in getting her work done either by hook or crook.
This worried Geet, as though she needed more worries in her life. But, Meera was right in her position. If anything she had just gotten more n more protective towards her over the years. Geet always wanted her love n care but had eventually grown up, a little late but still, now she knew she was destined to live alone n Meera had her own life; she didn't want to be a subject of constant worry n tension in her friend's mind.
And, apart from all this, Geet was aware that Karan's assumptions could also be true. As far as she knew her best friend, she could do anything to save her even if she wasn't in danger like she thought. But at the moment Geet couldn't do anything. There were enough problems in KM for her to sort out Meera's misconceptions. She knew she was at fault, she should have told her about Maan but there was no other option. Meera won't ever say but Geet in the crowd of millions could read her like an open book as perfectly as Meera could read her. They had been together since the start but for now Geet could only request Karan to handle the situation. He assured her that he wouldn't let Meera do anything rash n also would take care of her n with that he hung up.
She kept the phone down n sat on the bed. There were worse topics to mull over. Dadimaa had decided to take rest after her recent trip; she wasn't as fit as she thought herself to be. She was having regular chest pain n was hiding it. When Maan found out about it he called the doc who advised her to not neglect her medicines n take rest rather than travelling from one city to another every now n then. Then there was Jia, she had been sick for two days but then the fever cooled off, Maan's worry didn't. He was the worse, not physically but mentally.
His temper remained high all the time. No servant was spared only Jia calmed him down. He had abandoned office completely, Rohan was all red n grumpy about it 'cause temporarily he was looking after KC. Maan worked from home but most of his time was spent with Jia. They remained together almost 24/7, an hour absence brought tears into Jia's eyes-for when Maan had to leave for emergency meeting.
The exhaustion was evident on his face, she knew he didn't sleep at nights. They saw movie then n Jia slept at mornings n afternoons, that time he utilized to study files n work on his laptop. Geet knew all this because she was practically stalking him, spying from behind the doors' not coming out but being there. She tried to help him as much as she could while not making her presence obvious.
That night was still fresh in her mind like it happened yesterday only. How he had asked her to remove his clothes, how he had confessed n how he had touched her, let her touch him. She blushed as the scenes played back inside her.
But after that night there was another event that happened about which she couldn't stop thinking. It was just a day after Jia's return, when his angry voice had boomed from the third floor. The vivid memory made her shudder. He had been very angry.
Who opened this room? Nakul' Nakul'
Ye..yes Sir.
Who the hell opened this room? He asked on top of his voice. The door of the room was closed but Geet for the first time noticed that it was always locked.
The new servant for cleaning. I asked him to close it immediately. I think he forgot to lock, he didn't know'
Shut up. Don't give me lame excuses. I don't care if he is new or whatever. Why didn't you tell him? There were only two keys of the room, one was with Maan while the other remained with Nakul, n no one was allowed to open that room.
Who opened it?
Maan'
Dadimaa, don't interfere. I asked, who opened the room?
I am sorry Sir. The new servant said in meek voice coming ahead. He was shivering.
You are fired.
Nobody said a word n Geet felt bad for the servant, but didn't object either. She wondered what that room held which was so secretive n precious to him. Maan snatched the room keys from Nakul n locked the room back.
These will stay with me from now on. He declared n everyone left. For a long moment he stared at the closed wooden door, his hand came up as if to reach out to the handle but before that his eyes wandered to Geet, who was still standing there observing him absently. He gave her a hard glare n walked downstairs. It was weird because after his drunken confession he didn't scolded her neither gave cold looks. Sometimes she found him staring at her not in the usual angry way but in a different kind of way. When he was caught he diverted his gaze instantly but it made the butterflies go all crazy in her stomach.
At the breakfast table Geet served the food while everyone had their breakfast. This whole week contradictory to normal days almost everybody ate together at least for breakfast everyone was there.
Annie hurriedly gulped the juice n stood up. I am done.
Today is Sunday. Why are you in such a hurry? Where are you going? Maan asked.
Wo exams are coming na. I am going to friend's place to study.
Which friend? Do I know her?
Yes, Roshni.
And when will you be back?
Bhai am not a child.
Annie'
Maan please she will be back on time. Dadimaa said. Abhi enjoy nai karengi toh kab karengi.
Dadimaa is right. Stop bossing over everyone. Rohan said ignoring Maan's glare.
Annie smiled cheekily. Hmm, meet me when you come back.
With a fallen face she nodded n left.
Dadimaa apki dawai. Geet forwarded the pills.
Madam ko khud ki dawai yaad nai rehti aur dusre ko de rai hai. Maan thought inwardly.
Geet had been taking care of whole household, Dadimaa'. n Jia also when he was not there. A day ago there was an emergency board meeting n he had to leave for a few hours; Jia had been crying badly when he left. It was very important meeting n he promised to come back soon. But he was surprised to see his princess laughing heartily with Geet when he came back. Nobody could handle her when she cried specially for him; it was no less than 8th wonder that Geet accomplished the task.
Geet again saw him looking at her n he quickly moved his eyes back to his plate. I here' Jia said climbing down the stairs slowly with her careful, small steps. She came to Maan n stretched her hands for him to pick her up. Maan smiled down at his daughter picking her up n adjusting in his lap.
How is my princess up so early? He asked.
You forgot. We going stopping today. She said sucking her upper lip.
Oh yeah.
Geet smiled n Dadimaa smiled watching Geet smile. Jia turned to Geet the next second. Mommy is coming with us na?
Geet's smile vanished. Maan got back to eating his breakfast. Yes.
Uh-oh.
PRECAP- Stoppinggg...😉
I would have updated earlier if not for Holi... Didn't get time in between all the work n chaos... I know there were less maaneet moments but it was a crucial part... There are few twists coming up n also I have planned something big for the 100th update😊 n yep there is a very good news...😃😃
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Edited by OsheenDGr8 - 12 years ago
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