Secretly smitten#2 (Thread 3 Link @ Pg 154 ) - Page 44

Confounded Geet was walking aimlessly in the narrow corridor of marriage venue looking at the gold chain she was wearing in her neck. Was it gifted by her Husband or Friend, she was confused, but her fragile mind had been disturbed with the little information she had got from Neer.

"Geet what are you doing alone here beta!!''

"Did you have food?''

Geet nodded in no. Mohindar held her hand and led her to the food area, without giving much attention on her odd silence. He himself was completely engrossed in gaiety.

Later in night when marriage ritual started Moahn again lost track of her where being. Geet was sitting middle in crowd, staring at the two people who were getting married. She was completely immersed, looking at them. Her mind was asking various questioners as if it was doing viva. But unfortunately she had no answer, she was getting defeated with her own mind and this was disappointing her. She looked when groom made his bride wore Mangalsutra, she touched her chain.

"Maan had made you wear this when you both were getting married''

Neer words were ringing in her ears. "Is it my Mangalsutra?'' she self-asked. She saw when groom filled bride head with Sindoor, Geet touched her forehead.

"Did Maan also have filled my head with Sindoor?'' she thought. She looked toward Mohan, "Should I ask Baba?''

But then dropped this idea, thinking about his anger other day. She thought to ask Jagan but again left this thinking as what if he tells everything to Baba. She was not getting any source, who could melt the burden of her heart. She saw Neer, decided to ask her.

"Neer di..'' Geet called her but she was looking enough busy with her brother in law marriage; did not give much heed over Geet. At end Geet left from there, living some time alone from all hassles.

Now she was standing in open balcony of house. She felt little relax standing under the cool breeze; but her mind was totally disturbed with the thought of her marriage. Though her age was not so big to understand the depth of this relation but still she was grown up enough to understand the meaning of marriage symbols and meanings of all rituals boy and girl take in it.

She had been told she was got married with Maan, even if it was just a game. "But if it was only a game then why Baba, Chachu still remember about it and they get angry upon it!"

She had seen many children playing same game, even in her school she had acted wife role in dramas, then why Baba never got angered like that day he had became!! Even Neer di still remembered about the marriage, why she would if it was only a child's play!! '

Her tiny mind wanted to know complete truth; she was being unable to connect these broken facts. It was her life and she should know about it; she decided to do something tomorrow.

Impatiently she started waiting for this event to get over and so she could go home and talk Panna over this matter. Finally morning came and they returned home back very tired, that for entire day they spent in resting. Later in evening Geet called Panna, she pleaded her to come home, But due to dark outside, Panna could not come. They decided to meet tomorrow in school.

But the night was feeling longer than ever for Geet. she had been thinking about past, whatever she could remember but alas! Nothing related from Maan came in her mind. In mid night, when she felt sleep was far away from her eyes she stood up and opened her wardrobe. She took out a wooden box and picked out her broken pearl anklets from it.

"Maan had given you those pearls, and I made anklet from them..''

Neer words again appeared in her mind. She touched the jewelry with her timid soft hand and caressed it. Pearls made sound feeling her touch after long years like those were celebrating in joy, to find again their mate.

She brought them and kept on bed. It was broken and small also to be fitted in her leg. She thought for some time, and brought thread box. She had some decorative stuff kept somewhere like small pearls, or tiny bells or other similar things. She gave a good part of night thinking over and created a new pair of anklet again, from those old pearls. She wore it. As it touched her smooth skin, a thrill passed through inside her body, but it did not scare her, but she found it pleasurable. She stood up and tapped her feet on floor, making them make sound. She started jumping up and down in joy, her white frock pleats were dancing around her slick waist accordingly, giving the feel of an Angel dancing over the clouds. She was very happy indeed, with the feel of unknown yet it was hers possess.

Unknowingly smile touched her lips, same alike those tiny pearls, they had been forgotten for years. But now, they seemed so happy finding the best place to stay ahead from now onward.

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Maan was smiling, thinking something behind his closed eyes. Inside a corporate building, it was a mod cabin where he was sitting on a huge leather chair, in middle of unbreakable walls surrounded, from where no air even could pass through, a dream sneaked inside slowly, in his mind and started keeping him bewitched with its vision.

Dream of a dancing girl, with slick figure, tall and white skin she was looking not less than an Angel, she was jumping and playing in meadow and her Anklet was making drizzle sound. In full Moon night, her eyes were covered with blindfold; she was groping with outstretched arms, perhaps finding for someone, living alone there. But she seemed happy and smiling, she was not scaring from dark anymore. Maan was hiding himself somewhere in bush, he was looking at her, giggling. He could not see her face but her lips were seeable only, and he could guess, she must be owner of tempting beauty.

The girl was chanting his name in her sweet voice,

"Maan..where are you..''

Maan was so enjoying her restlessness, but after a little time span, her smile turned into whimper. The chant turned into plead and she cried his name.. "Maan.. Please come back, I'm scared!!''

"Geet!!'' Suddenly he opened his eyes and came back in present. He found himself alone, very far from his Angel, his Geet. His heart started leaving its peace, he wiped sweats from forehead. His heart cried to think over his dream,

"She was crying.. my Geet was crying. I have to go to her, she was scared.. she was calling me.. I.. '

Suddenly he looked through glass door; Yash was coming toward his cabin. Maan masked himself with fake personality and sat on chair like before with stiff expression, like nothing had changed in his surrounding since years, like he was a stone statue who had left with no feeling or emotion or heart, like he was not living anymore but breathing only to show his existence to this world. .

Yash walked in inside. Maan stood up in manner and they both took seat facing each other. Yash gave him few files related to current projects.

"Maan I guess you are ready for the meetings''

Maan gave his nod. Indeed from outside he was looking as perfect as always but his inner was stormy. The dream had carried away him completely out from this place and he was restless due to unseen fear. In this many years he had started understanding the meaning of his every feel and dreams and he could guess, this time his dream was pointing toward something not so good direction.

"Are you alright Maan?'' Yash looked him lost, he asked in concern but it came out sternly, it seemed like from years he had not practiced to show concern to anyone and now no one could differentiate between his aspects..

"No Dadaji, I'm perfectly fine'

Maan did not give much time to be noticed his emotions by Yash, he left for meeting. Yash stared toward his young and successful grandson who had given many chance to feel proud upon him but yet it seemed, he had gone very far away from his own grandfather.

"Did I failed?'' he thought.

But he did not get much time to think over this fact when his assistance came to call him for next meeting. He again went back in his business world leaving every emotion behind.

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Next day Geet met Panna in school, she told everything to her. She also showed the chain to her. Panna, having a much mature mind than Geet understood there must be something more hidden behind this small looking incident. Her own mind was saying she knew something, she could remember it from past but those memories were not clear enough to make a story.

"Geet, I think we should get it know by some trick''

Geet stared her foolishly. "trick!!'

"Why, is Mohan uncle going to tell you everything like a bedtime story?''

Geet shook head giggling.

"Geet, its serious matter, you should think over it instead of laughing''

Geet shut her mouth but still she was not stopping her giggle, strangely she was feeling very happy since the time she had known about Maan. She also showed her anklet to Panna.

"But Panna how would we ask baba?''

Panna said she had a plan, she will come home in evening and tell her. Geet nodded. Bell rung and they run back in classroom.

Precap: Geet comes to know truth & Maan is in India