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Chap-4
'You have to heal me, you have to heal me...these were the only words ringing in my ears throughout our journey from hospital to the mansion. I don't know but my inner conscience was telling me that his words meant something different, something which was much more deeper than I had ever imagined or thought about. But exactly what that I just couldn't pin point as of now, but I will soon. And first of all I need to read that confidential letter as soon as possible. My gut feeling says it is gonna change my life forever, I don't know its true or false but its just that a nagging feeling in my heart says something is gonna happen. Oh god...geet don't think too much, I am really gonna explode soon, maan's bipolar behaviour is taking a toll on me. Sometimes he is like sour and then the other times he is like a bittersweet candy floss. Help me god plzzz to solve this mysterious puzzle called maan singh khurana.' And with these twirling thoughts my eyelids got really heavy and just like him , I too drifted into a long lost sleep.
'Thud' the sound made me groan. Okay where was I?
'Yup, the car , I was inside the car right with maan of course, but now where I am?
'The touch of the soft fabric and the pillow below my head made me realise that I was in a room. Okay, but when and how?'
'Omggg , hawww it means ...'
'It means I carried you in my arms geet, and now relax.'
'Maan, is that you?'
'No, its Tom, Tom Cruise'
'I was just confirming, there is no need to make fun of me Mr.khurana.' she replied with a cute pout and I just wanted to kiss out the hell of life from it.
'But, maan how did you carried me?'
'Geet, of course in my arms dear. Rest I have no idea of another method besides grabbing you like a sack of potatoes. ' a small smirk passed from my lips as I watched her cute blushing face making me proud, that the reason was one and only me, the maan singh khurana, oops I mean geet's maan.
'Stupid, I didn't mean that, I wanted to know about your hand. How did you manage me with your injured hand?'
'Her expressions were curious yet a worry was also etched on it.'
'Nothing matters when it concerns you geet and don't worry I have got my hand bandaged so relax.'
'I have come to take you for dinner as its night already.'
'Ok, but I need to freshen up maan.'
'Ohhh, I forgot geet , come let me show you the way.'
'No need maan, I am very well capable myself. '
'I know geet, you are more than capable and stronger than me, in fact any other woman I have met.'
'Ohhh, so I guess you have lots of experience with the female fraternity right Mr.khurana?'
Her tone held a tinge of jealousy and accusation and instead of hurting her, here I was justifying myself.
'Are you jealous my dear?'I asked her with a playful smirk.
'Ohhh please don't think so much high about yourself Mr. Khurana. Why would I be jealous?'
'Its just that I heard a tinge of jealousy in your tone. '
'Her expressions were to die for, she was pretty much jealous and she couldn't hide it at all. The beauty of my geet was this that everything was clear cut visible in her face. She was as pure and crystal clear as a fresh morning dew.
'Don't take the benefit of your eyesight Mr.khurana and stop staring at me like an owl.'
A playful reprimand escaped from her lips. Making me chuckle deeply as I made my way towards her slowly.
'I needed to touch her once.'
'I needed to believe that she was here with me in reality and not in several dreams which I had since I left her back. '
'Maan, don't come close to me, and for godsake stop playing these kind of games with me.'
'Games, yay I remember we used to play so much geet. '
'Maan, stay wherever you are'
Her tone this time made me freeze as I realised what I was planning to do. Only few mere inches apart from her lips. Her heavy erratic breathing, her perky peaks were clearly giving me the desired reaction I was having on her. She was affected by my proximity and my harden member was no less. I wanted to back out at that moment but the desire to touch her and feel her skin for once overpowered my already hazy senses. Her fresh floral fragrance was calling me , my beast to ravish her with my heart and soul. And I just did that only to be pushed harshly with her palms on my chest as I stumbled back.
'Don't you dare maan?' She glared at me still breathing heavily from our closed encounter.
'And that's it my anger took over my rational self as I once again hurt her.'
'Clutching her shoulders tightly, I pinned her to the wall.'
'And I knew I am gonna regret but still I couldn't help the hurtful words that escaped from my lips. '
'Why? Why should I stop huh? Tell me geet. What do you think of yourself a princess that some prince is gonna come and sweep you off from your feet. That's never gonna happen because you will only get this cursed beast and mind you geet , its your destiny now, hell, heaven or earth nothing can change it. So be glad that this beast is showing enough interest in you, otherwise who in the...?'
'Just stop it maan, I know no body in their right sense of mind frame would want to marry a blind , imperfect girl like me and there is no need to remind me about it. I already know it and who better than from the horses mouth, Mr. Maan singh khurana, who claims himself as a beast. And yes you are a beast a truly , ugly beast who already rejected the beauty. I don't know you Mr. Khurana and now I really wish I had never known you. I just know my best friend maan for whom inner beauty mattered the most. And the same for me. But I guess I am too innocent and fragile to know tha this cruel world only worships the outer cruel personas like you filled with black void and hollow shell. Now get the hell out of my sight and don't talk to me ever. I hate you Mr. Khurana, I hate you. Let's keep it that way only from now on as I know you despise me and for that I too share the same emotion. Now leave.
'That did it omggg what did I do?'
'In my rage, I just broke her heart again . It was not planned. It just happened as I couldn't take her rejection. So I did the opposite. '
'And left the room with a bang.'
'Why? Maan why you always hurt me? Why you despise me so much and still why my heart loves you so much? I just can't take it anymore. Its hurting like hell. And this time I just couldn't stop my tears at all. What happened that brought us on the verge of resentment. Everything was going fine but then I don't know I just couldn't let him get closer to me , my emotions were overflowing at that moment when he was coming closer to me and I couldn't let him see how much his proximity was affecting my senses and the best thing I could do was to push him away and I did the same. He had already rejected me and now this. What was happening? I just couldn't pin point at his strange behaviour. And that just did it , the confusions of hazy cloudiness blocked my mind and I just said the hurtful words to him which I had never thought about. And now both of us were hurting. Why couldn't he understand this? Why god why? Why my maan changed from a beautiful human being to this cold hearted beast? Why ? Why? Why?
And with that I cried my heart out.
A similar scenario was happening with maan too, with a bit of difference instead he was hurting himself physically with his rigorous tai-chai sessions.
But the letter which was a path breaking change in their lives was still hidden and forgotten for a moment.
So dearies this is for today.
Really feeling sleepy and tired right now.
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Edited by _Ms.Foxy.Angel_ - 11 years ago
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