Part 47
The storm between them had taken a different turn. Maan had turned very silent since. He didn't force himself, nor did he let her leave her plain life. His advances were minimal & it hurt feeling her stiff but he stopped reacting. It sunk into him some where it will never be reciprocated. He did everything to take care of her dearly. But the longing to be loved.. the togetherness, 'hum' in her words all he longed for.
As couple of weeks passed Geet began to come in terms with her present new life. She didn't have to try hard to fit into the role. Actually there was nothing she could really do for him. He did most of the work very independently. He was used to doing every thing by himself all this while so it was nothing new for him. All she had to was follow, as the initial resistance weakened it was quiet easier than it seemed earlier.
Maan was busy helping Sam with her wedding preparation. He took Geet along for all the preparations. Geet maintained her role of the spectator & everyone just accepted her silence like Maan.
Along side there was this cold war between Maan & Azaan.
Maan was very hurt that Azaan never told him abt his feeling earlier. Common they have been together since childhood.
The closeness they began to share was totally driven by Maan. She couldn't respond at all. But other day it was so oddly different. They had just settled in the bed after their dinner like usual. He slipped beside her in the duet. She instantly stiffed like every other day.
His heart hard stoned up with the constant repulsion. He stopped expecting. He took a deep breath taking her hand in his. He guided her cold fingers towards his ' she had already closed her eyes tight shut.. preparing to go through his desire.
Her eyes snapped open when she felt the silky soft something in her hand & how it instantly grew .. grew & grew from little soft mold to rock hard throbbing length. She didn't know wat she was supposed to do. She gulped in fear.. this new forbidden feel. She was too scared to feel anything. Her lashes fluttered.
Maan took few deep relaxed breaths sliding into a slumber leaving her breathless & wide awake. She laid their motionless scared, nervous, unsure if she could take her hand away or she should .. or she wanted to..
Next morning she just couldn't get herself to focus in meditation. The feel of IT lingered .. setting a vague restlessness in her. While cutting the vegetable she stood lost looking at long vegetables. She had totally lost focus.
When maan came down she instantly dropped the vegetable down feeling very conscious like she was caught.
He didn't know why she was so petrified. He helped her with the rest of the preparation not getting into the detail. She was not resisting but she was very scared. She was not sure if she was allowed to have such feelings. Above all she was not sure wat was this feeling when she knows she doesn't like him. There was this forced respect for him that she couldn't deny.
During pre wedding ceremony Geet dressed in her usual simple attire. Maan wore simple kurtas with jeans. The ladies were all dressed in very heavy dresses & accessories to go with. Pari being the ewly wed was also dressed accordingly. Geet looked totally out of place. Azaans mom got angry on Maan for not getting Geet proper dresses
Azaan's ammi ' maan aab tho aapni kanjusi chod do
Maan didn't say anything. He just smiled weakly.
It really hurt him when every one teased him to be kanjus, especially when they all know how he had managed his childhood without taking any help from anyone. Azaan's parents, pari's parents. Sam.. all where willing to help, but Maan was self made man. He didn't want to ruin relations involving money in it. When aunty didn't seem to stop.. he gave an angry glare to Geet & left from their. It really scared the hell out of her. She instantly knew he was off.
The drive home was silent. Geet knew he was made at her, but didn't know why. She was not even saying anything in the party. The moment they entered the home..
Maan spoke in frustration ' why the hell can't u dress up for the occasion
yah right I forgot ur moaning my life.
She was totally taken a back with his words. Before she could say anything
maan ' merin liyen tho sajh nahi sakti..
he spoke in mere anger
merin mayet pe sajlena
dressing up was something he couldn't change in her all these days. He managed to develop her interest in food, her sleeping bit but dressing she still stuck to her light colored shirts.
He knew he was not supposed to say all that.. but he never had control over his anger. He had avoided being around her for that reason. Not that he didn't want to but was scared of his ownself. He didn't want to say things & then regret. He knew he was not any romeo types to pursue her. He had his short comes & then damage would be worse.
She didn't know when did this change happen her or when she began to react to his anger, but she was actually not feeling bad. .. not sure it was kind of an odd feel. She didn't like him being questioned.. or was it their relation being questioned.. or his efforts was visible to her & least she could do was not put him on a spot.
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muskan
Edited by muskanp - 12 years ago
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