Secretly smitten#2 (Thread 3 Link @ Pg 154 ) - Page 67

That was the truth which made Geet do silent cry in her own; lying under thin blanket but it was hard enough to be remained hidden from her father. When Mohan came later to see her, as he knew he had done wrong with her shouting upon, he had come to pacify her, to call her for dinner.

He called her for one or two times but Geet didn't stir, she remained laid silently, covering her tear filled face from her father. Mohan head dropped feeling miserable, he could not show his heart to anyone what he was feeling this time. The recall of past had taken away his peace of mind abruptly and now the starving from Geet, enhanced the pain he already had been feeling in consequence. When Geet did not respond he himself surrendered to starve for tonight and retired back in his room, mourning over past.

Geet peeped from blanket after Mohan leaving.

"Sorry Baba..'' she wailed. She did not want to make her father feel upset but she was not mature enough to compose her feelings after hearing the truth which had been kept aside from her for ages but now it was scattered before her, shuffled.

Though she wanted to think overnight on this new found topic but breaking her wish sleep overruled her mind altogether and she been led into deep slumber.

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Next day in school Geet was all silent. She was not getting what took over her mind that had been entirely occupied with the unknown thinking, related to an unseen man, which she would never ever meet again.

"What happened Geet, still you thinking about yesterday?''

Mute and lost, sitting alone on a bench, Geet felt a tender touch on her shoulder, she stirred and her gaze flies up to Panna face. She nodded slowly. Panna saw tears in her hazels, she did not like it. Being her best friend and a well wisher, she always liked Geet lively and cheerful nature which used to lack in her own, but now seeing her completely drown, Panna heart felt ping.

"Geet why are you thinking so much. Just forget everything like Mohan uncle wants. Geet whatever happened it was past, now you have come so far in life and let it be continue, you don't need to give any attention over those incidents which you even don't remember. Just forget that any Maan was your friend and you played a game with him which turned into a big issue because of this narrow minded society. It was not your fault and you have no right to give pain to your father Geet. Just forget everything and start fresh like you have been doing. Got it!!'

Geet nodded. Her own mind had stopped working so she gave agreement over whatever Panna said.

"Geet leave everything on your Babaji, he will correct everything'

"Hmm..''

"Let's go back in class, break going to get over!!''

She dragged Geet with her.

For entire day she kept trying to bring Geet's smile back. How much Geet tried but she could not fulfilled her wish. Later in night, Geet was trying to study in room when Mohan came. He sat her next and touched her head dearly,

"Abhi tak naraz hai Geet?'' his voice had sorrow.

Geet shook head.

"Then why you're not coming for dinner''

Geet looked time; she did not know when evening had turned into dusk. She said, couldn't know track of time in her study. Mohan nodded, he held her hand and said to come for dinner. Geet again tried to refuse, as she was not feeling like eat anything,

"Hmm it means my doll didn't forgive me yet,''

He held his ear like a child which made Geet smile.

"Geet beta, always remember one thing that your Baba is living only because of you. When he doesn't see your smile, he feels he failed to bring you up beta. Don't ever try to hide your smile from me it's the only wonderful thing in my life"

Geet smiled and hugged her father, feeling emotional.

"Shall we Geet''

She nodded, wiping her eyes. She decided she will forget everything, even Maan, whom she never had remembered yet. She left for dinner.

After the day she never took Maan name before anyone, not even before Panna. Though few days took her to bring herself out from all those events but after few days she became like always. She resumed smiling and doing naughtiness.

But as she started growing up without her permission someone started knocking-in inside her vacuumed heart. She ever much tried to block him but seemed Goddess herself was doing this, sowing the seed of love in her heart for an unseen face. Geet did not notice in first but slowly her necessity started changing. Whenever she heard any boy name from her friends' mouth, her mind recalled Maan name automatically. Whenever she tried to does friendship with any boy her heart refused her to do so, as some unknown power used to drag her back to go further. She irritated with her mind who used to remind her always that "she was married''

She became frustrated with the principles of her heart which used to teach her that she had no right to love anyone else other than her husband. Though her soul screamed,--" I'm not married!!!'' but nothing changed, her own body reacted differently as if it was not in her control now, like someone else power was dominating over her body, her soul, her life and slowly she surrendered. She got tired fighting with her own heart and mind and at end; she had to accept she was no more single. Her life had already been given to Maan whom she never had seen nor had any hope to see him again.

"I know Baba Maan is Sun of far sky and my arms are very small to reach to him. I know I can't hold him or get him nor even can see him with naked eyes. I know I am so timid before his hugeness but I can't stop myself feeling his warmth. Only his presence can bring shine in my life and I hope he will always burnish my life with his brightness''

And fours years passed like this..

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A black Mercedes was running silently on the hushed road giving opportunity to the man who was sitting inside it, a chance to be lost in his concealed thoughts. The atmosphere was lost as well in blurry of winter where a pair of deep sea like eyes were staring out at far from the dropped window of car.

Maan had become of twenty one, the age of when young boys enjoy their days with their girl friends or go for outing with group of shouting and whistling youths but here, this man was silently enjoying the charm of moisten weather.

When his charisma turned from boy into a man, he did not realize. Now he was the owner of well muscled body with a sharp face over his broad shoulder. He could be on the top of the list of most demanded bachelor in this world but he was not at all bachelor' anymore, at least in his own view.

He was looking out to the trail of mountains so far which was running with the same pace with car. He was thinking something, which he always had been thought upon, but never got tired. The thought of a girl, she must be beautiful he could guess. He had not met her ever, nor did he see her but he knew her very well. She was his wife, his soul mate, the need of his breathing, and he loved her so much.

Today he was returning back his home after a month duration, getting the grand success of his first alone project in this tender age. Anyone would do proud on him. SD and Alka welcomed him with their dearly smile, but they knew their smile would not make any change over his stern face, and happened same. Maan nodded only and he passed through them toward the part of mansion where he used to live alone, with his wife Geet and her memories which was nothing more than few blurred thoughts.

Later at night, on the huge dinning table various dishes were enhancing the sight of this silent celebration where Khurana family was sitting and having their chosen food reservedly.

"So My son, I can trust you that from now onward you can handle any big project alone '

Yash spoke, it looked like an compliment to all but for Maan, his words did not reach to his heart. It seemed like any usual words he had been hearing from his grandfather mouth. He just nodded looking at Yash, in courtesy and, put spoon inside mouth.

Alka was observing his behaviour from few months, he was cutting himself from all. It was like he was going drawn in a sea of deception and illusion, and that was taking him away from her as well. Her heart shrivelled to see him in this state.

She knew his needs were changing now; he needed a living companion now instead of just memories of a childhood friend. He was needing her real touch instead of just her dreams. He needed Geet now, in real not just yearn. Sometime she cursed herself for giving Maan a fake hope. She used to chide herself that may be she was the reason behind his destruction but now time had slipped out from her hand.

Her chain of thoughts broke when Maan phone rung. He picked it up and talked, it was from his best friend Aditya'. Maan excused himself and went to his room and talked. After sometime Alka followed him.

"No Adi I can't come, you know very well''

And he cut the call, he turned and saw Alka there, perhaps she had heard his talk.

"Where you can't go Maan?''

"It was Adi's call Mama, he is getting married in India, and so..''

Alka understood where he could not go, though she could see a little glimpse of shine in his eyes hearing the name India, with the tint of sorrow as well.

"You'll go Maan!!'' She said abruptly, making Maan stare her keenly. "This time you will go' Maan could hear the determination in her voice.

"But Mama.. '

"You don't worry Maan, I will manage everything''

In next hour everyone in home came to know that Maan was going Singapore for his friend wedding for a week. Well anyone had no objection his touring for there and yash also had left taking much interest on his personal tours. Thus Maan was all ready to come back again to his dream country, in search of his soul-mate, to find his Geet there..

Precap: Geet did last prayer of the day, she was moving back in temple, wishing to meet his soul-mate again, closing down her eyes & suddenly her back bumped into a man of her dream..