..SUNDAY SPECIAL ...
He moved in further ... and hit the wooden block ..
" Kon ha !!! " .. he heard a familiar voice ... a very familiar girly voice ... that belongs to his beloved ...
" this voice ... ??" ... he can recognize it in his sleep also ... he created more sound deliberately ... he wanted to hear same voice again ...
" kon ha , ander a jao ... main kitchen main hun " ... she shouted from kitchen , she guessed it to be some girl from village , who usually come at this time ..
His feet moved towards kitchen effortlessly ... what was he going to see ??
He saw her a girl , with slim figure .. wearing yellow shalwar kameez .. a color he hated .. and the dressing style , which he never examined in city .. This is not "my geet " ... no , only geet .. he corrected to himself ...
" this can't be geet .. she wasn't this simple .. she was modern .. she wore jeans top only ..and she left her hair open ... braid and geet , a big no no .. " .. he reasoned himself .. For a second he went to past , and the girl was replaced by his mother .. he sat on shelf when she used to cook , her dressing style was same .. only difference was , his mom always had old dresses, and the girl is wearing new ones ..
Geet felt someone's presence ..
" aaj kuch bolti nahi ??" .. she said , putting water in dough ..
The voice was same yet again ,it brought him out of his thoughts ... was he hallucinating ??
She forgot to blink , when she turned around , He was there, standing right in front of her .. he was same as he looked yesterday , but seeing him closely , he looked like maan but completely different person .. no he can't be maan ...
He stood rooted at his very place , is she geet or her duplicate ?? face is same but getup ?? she was present there , in flesh and blood .. all fine ...she is Geet his heart couldn't mistake, recognizing her ...
"Maan " .. she whispered in sheer disbelief .. he didn't need any more confirmation ...
He ran like a predator towards her and took her in his embrace .. ...
" Geet !!" ..
" Maan !!"
They murmured in each other's embrace ...
" kahan chali gayi thi tum ??" .. he asked tightening his grip ..
" kya haal bna rakha ha apna??" she asked , patting his back with her dough covered hands ..
They hugged each other like they would never let go now , like its new birth and they are not old maan and geet , like they had nothing in life till they met , like he was thirsty for her sight ... like she was craving to be in his arms ... Like they were born to stay like this forever , so close , to never separate again .. ... they didn't answer each other's question , there was no place for words ..
this is small update .. sunday special .. for all who asked to update soon 😆😉 specially vali , shona , tintin and nilanjana :)
pm nahi send kar rahi hun ..will add same portion in next update too ,so that everyone reads it .. thank u for awesome response .
Edited by abba12 - 9 years ago
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