MG(SS):Love from Across (Last Part X-Pg 22) 16/05 - Page 12

Originally posted by: Hanishadevi

very emotional story..hope maaneet will found each other soon😭😭😭..pls cont soon..

Originally posted by: palindrome

This chapter instantly reminded me of "Veer zara" ..

I must say,you have presented it with as much perfection as Aditya Chopra had done,however it was relatively easy for him by using camera ,perfect locations,bg score and all...

You have done it solely with your words and take a bow for it dear...!!!!

Now coming to questions

1)Yes,he would..

2) May be WTC attack

3) I want them to be but it seems impossible right now..I hope{with my fingers crossed} that you have not planned a sad ending for them..However if you had,don't change it..I know,whatever it is,it would left us with sheer satisfaction...😊

You are a fantastic writer,starlit...👏

Originally posted by: ar_art

i read both the parts together...
wow... Geet just broke their relationship.. but the pain of those pieces pricked her more ... god.. she might have been forced or something???? i dont know.. but if she did this after trusting him so much, loving him so much then defo there would be a good reason...
and Maan that was so so... i dont know the word.. he not thinking much of the consequences of his act helped her to go off to her land.. what does that mean.. when he knows she was not in love with him... when she broke him so mercilessly... but stil he feels so much for her.. that is what is called love or ibadaat... they say.. the feeling... is much much more than what the mere 4 letter word could ever depict...
fab yaar...
now waiting to see if he crosses... i think he will as he will destroy his existence to give her hers...

Originally posted by: frostedstarlit

Thank you Thank you Thank you darling!

You know I actually wait for your comment!! And get dissapointed when you don't or get late!{ I would be careful from next time..but please don't get disappointed as I am quite lazy in giving comments..I know its a bad habit...}

Now, Veer-Zaara and Aditya Chopra are a mighty comparison you have drawn. The movie was sheer poetry and I love it. Everything from the characters, to direrction to music to cinematography and the Legend Yash Chopra's direction!

My story comes no where near yaar! With all humility, I am glad you find it though.

Well, with your answers now...Lets wait and watch till the next update LOL

Hang on till then;)

I take a bow at your comment now!

Thanks for appreciating darling!

Made my day

<3

Originally posted by: palindrome

Originally posted by: CrabbyEntity

v.v.v nice update...luvd the start the most... beautiful description and i'm glad geet confessed her luv for maan...both r in same boat...luv can b sooo complicated and simple at same time...

about questions yes maan will go after her and i hv no clue as to wht wd hv hapnd in NY bt i thnk it has to b sumone who didnot want to see them together and lastly...they hv to b together that z wht Maneet z all abt...😊

thank u for the update!!!

Originally posted by: frostedstarlit

Your most welcome and,

Thank you! Thank you!

I know...all my readers are so happy she confessed at last!!

True, love is 'complication simplified'

And now, to answer your answers...

Well dear; the update is coming in a while so find out for yourself ;)

<3

At that moment he had to choose between his country and Geet, between his people and his love. He knew, if he crossed the river and landed in Pakistan, there would be negligible chances of him to live, let alone come back. He would end up losing his job, his reputation and everything else. His honour was at stake for his love.

It would have been easy to choose a path between right and wrong but it had become so difficult to choose a better one.

But when does heart ever sense right or wrong. His heart urged him to choose Geet over the world. He had seen her painful eyes which he could not decipher then but now understood her guilt of not confessing her love. It must have been so difficult for her to live through that regret but he would not be able to live through with the grief and regret that he saw in her eyes. He would go to her, go and tell her that he was always hers and she was his. If that gave her even a bit of happiness, he would do that.

At that moment the thin line between sanity and love blurred.

Unlocking and burning the ignition, he took off like a fighter; driving a speed boat after years had its own thrill but the fact that he was going to get back to his Geet pumped new found adrenaline through his body.

Maan was driving the boat at an insanely fast pace, putting immense pressure on the engine. He wanted to get there before she left. If he didn't get his feet on the ground before she left then it would be near impossible to search for her in Pakistan, especially in the Indian army uniform of his, He thought looking at the name badge that honored his olive green uniform.

Sergeant Maan Singh Khurana was crossing his limits, going over forbidden lines.

It was a sin, yes it was! But any sin was sacred for love. He appeased his thumping heart and concentrated on the nearing bank. He had broken his own record for crossing over!

He saw Kaka's steamer returning but couldn't find a single soul on that lonely riverside. His mind started formulating a hundred thoughts simultaneously as he planted the vessel on bank and got down on the land covered in shallow waters.

But where is she?

He whizzed around.

Maan wanted to scream her name out but checked himself in time, lest he invite any danger for them.

The bank merged into thickness of the dense foliage ahead, birds chirping noisily, welcoming a new day in the forest. Sunshine filtered in through thick canopy of trees above, splitting gloriously into rainbow colours. The forest looked spelled and enchanted under sunshine as leaves glimmered and dusted tree trunks suspended speckles around.

He entered the woods, and walked under the spectrum, following foot imprints on mud but his patience was wearing off. He had crossed the forbidden line for her, broken his oath for her. He knew there was a special place reserved in hell for people like him. But as such, his life through these years hadn't been any better. Even hell would be heaven-like if his Geet would be in front of him.

Yes, he craved hell for them, for there they could be without rules and guilt and shame!

Yes, he craved hell for them because there would be no Line of control, no boundary, no bondage.

Only him and his Geet.

Even if that meant burning in hell, even if that meant being cursed for eternity….

It was a small price to pay for togetherness.

A very small price to pay for his Geet's love!

"Where are you Geet"

Her lips on their own accord formed his name as it escaped, looming in the air between them.

"Maan"

Her choked voice made him open his eyes.

We meet again, for love this time,
Leaving behind atrocities of time
You are mine, let me be yours
And build our world till eternity ends.

"Mishty"

That one word was her undoing, he had conveyed so much in that word that her being overflowed with emotions. Without a second thought, she made a run towards him as if her life depended on it and went crashing into his arms.

Maan enclosed her in his arms, protectively hugging her, wrapping himself around her, filling himself with his Geet. He looked up into the skies, thanking heavens for this moment; for finding his Geet back for him. His eyes closed as he lost himself in their hug, happiness screaming from every nerve of his body, contentment dancing on his lips in the form of a smile. Geet too could sense his joy as her head now lay on his racing heart. She had never remembered being this happy in years.

Maan loves me too! It wasn't over that evening….!

"Mishty"

He said once again, more to himself than to the woman resting in his embrace.

Geet looked up at him, out of the hug; seeing his love filled eyes when she felt wetness in her own. The next second her cheeks were wet and tears were cascading down her face as sobs tore through her body at reception of such happiness.

At last she found the outlet to her pain.

And she started crying, crying in his arms. His shirt drenched as she sobbed and whimpered like a baby.

"I'm sorry Maan. I'm so..."

He kept on soothing her until all of it was let out, knowing that this was her undoing.

Life spread like night, you brought in a day,
Destination lost in roads, you guided me to a new way,
Moments were lost in sea, when you conquered me on the shore,
Numbness left me, as you melted those tears that froze.

"Shhh Mishty. No, don't cry"

He patted her head on his chest, trying to subside her sobs, lest she would weaken her already weakened self.

He looked at her, now noticing every inch of her fragile body. She had lost far too much weight. Her face was not round and full like it used to be. Her body wasn't the curvaceous one it used to be.

He held on to her, letting her cry her heart out, letting her cry all those years out. He waited for her to come back to him, to drown all the pain she had stored in her body.

And now Maan knew his Geet was back. He kissed her forehead, tenderness guiding his action as he kissed the corner of her eye.

"All these years, you never let me know you loved me! Why Mishty? Why?"

He asked, cupping her face, now seeing her composed form.

"Because I loved you"

She said simply as if that was the most appropriate answer to his question.

"Don't talk in riddles Geet. I have turned crazy thinking what must have been the reason. Tell me Mishty."

His words and tone stated that he meant every bit.