MYSTIC CONNECTION- Part 54 Page109 - Page 13

Geet is too much attracted to maan he is in his ex girlfriend land curious how will he react tomorrow and what will he say of his act again lovely update thnx 4 pm

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Geet took care of maan but will he remember all this?Maan still can't get over his ex tara .Geet is affected by maan and tries to shrug off the unwanted thoughts but where is their relation heading?
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Aj khud hi dedi jaga
Apna bistar pai
Warna to parte yeh khurana
Zoro say
Dil k hatho majbor hoi
Unke zakmo ko marharm
Bhi lagaya
Tab ja k kiye pyar k do bol
Woh bhi
Tara tara

Bharo phol barsao
Majno Laila say Pitney wala
Hai
Liya hai naam kis ka
Lai la ko gussa aya hai
Jin hatho say ki thi Pati
Usi hatho say Pitney bhi hai

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PART 9

G-I'll stay

He smiles and peacefully closes his eyes

Geet felt so many conflicting emotions inside her

She wanted to take off her clothes, gloves, socks and curl around him

She also wanted to run in opposite direction screaming

She wanted to shake him awake, dig her nails in him, mark him and tell him to forget his Tara

She wants his heart body and soul and then some more. She wants him for eternity and then for some more longer

She stays there staring at him fighting her inner turmoil for half an hour

Finally calming down, she goes, cleans up, puts on food for breakfast, takes off her gloves and every other blood soaked cloth and washes it all

Maan to nashe mein sab kar leta hai par Geet to bechari sab jhel rahi hai, nothing to numb her emotions. She doesnt know if she can take another night like this

Sab kaam karke, dhokar, khana banakar she decides to go to sleep

But then stops, takes a piece of paper and decide to write Maan another note...maybe he would understand...

She puts the note on the table with his watch on top of it, then curls up in the sofa placed in front of the bed sans gloves and scarf

Subah hui, aaj sunday tha

Geet ki ankh khuli, sun rays ankhon par padi, thoda disturb hui par parda khisak gaya

She frowns slightly but then relaxes and falls asleep again feeling safe and relaxed, almost as if someone was standing over her with a sword and shielding her

Take his hand...Take his hand...

Said the image of the lady as she rode away in the bus Geet was supposed to catch

Again that hand came with a light shade patch where a Rolex watch should be

Geet is stark awake that very second, her every muscle tensed

He is sitting on the bed...shirt on...eyes on her

He had a notebook and a pen

Geet swallows shrinking in the sofa wanting to shrink through it and get away

She feels the absence of her gloves on her fingers, wo to sookh rahe the

Geet ki full sleeve ki shirt bhi sookh rahi thi

As she looked, he put the notebook and pen aside

Geet is following his actions just in periphery

She feels like jumping his bone...shirt kyun pehni!

He gets up and passes by her side

She sways in her seat nervously

His hand again appears in front of her, holding a mug

Geet shuts her eyes

Not the hand...not the darn hand

She takes peak, sees the mug and swallows

G-Put it on the table please

She squeaks

She wouldn't drink anything he gave her

Exchanging stuff... its only deepens everything

He keeps it aside

Then goes and opens the curtains

Geet gets up, taking advantage of the distance and runs to bathroom excuse me' kehte hue

He just nods

Mug ko dhak deta hai

Bathroom mein she washer her face, combs her hair and looks presentable in super speed to make sure Maan doesnt leave before she looks presentable...not coz she.. she...oh coz she..oh yeah...she has to clear matter thus why...it had nothing to do with missing him

Gloves sukh gaye the, T-shirt bhi...but t-shirt was ugly...gloves bohot honge...soch kar Geet ne gloves pehne and comes out

Maan wahin baitha hai, side mein wo notebook padi hai jispe he was scribbling

G- H...Hi!

M-Good morning. Drink it, will get cold...[He points at the mug]

She looks at the note book very shortly not wanting to look away from him and then for a second at the mug he pointed at

G- What's in it?

She goes and sits opposite to him

M-Coffee

She picks up the mug

M-Its black coffee

She wants preserve it, roz ek sip peeyegi with love

Geet takes sip. She hates black coffee but loves this coffee's taste even if it won't go down her throat

M-Geet

Somehow she swallows, her eyes prickling

Thank God she swallowed before he said her name

Geet goes into attention mode

G -Yess...

He looks down

M-I am sorry...my behavior

G- Don't

M-Every night

G- No

M-I shouldn't be disturbing a lady and misbehaving the way I have...I don't know..how..it has never happened

Geet wants to jump up and hug him and tell him to not go and not apologize but her face is same...completely blank

M-And it's very kind of you to still be gentle to me

G- It... don't ... I...I understand...

M-If there would be any way I could ever help you or give you anything or do anything for you I'll be honored

She takes huge breath, her eyes prickling a little, again a hint of longing covering her face before it all disappears, before the blank mask again

G-It will grow worse, the more we exchange...exchange anything

He looks at her

M-Oh...I see. I am sorry again. Thank you for everything

G-No. You don't understand!

She gets up putting the cup down, moving towards him

He again looks

But she stops mid-way and moves away

He raises an eyebrow

G-You don't want me right... and I don't have any personal hate or grudge for you either...I really don't even detest you...in fact I...never mind. What I meant was...that the need you feel to come here...and me taking ...me not minding...much... it will not grow less

Maan is just looking at her

Oh my! When he stands straight. He is tall and broad

Geet puts her hand on her face.

M-Geet. You are a very helpful little girl; nobody does that for a stranger

She shuts her eyes and moans. She loves hearing her name on his lips

G-Thanks...good bye

Geet ne naam ke aage kuch nahi suna

M-By the way...I am Maan Singh Khurana

G- I know your name

He turns to add

M-And I have kept my card, if you ever need my help or something...

He walks out

She looks at the closed door

After a while she threw away the coffee, washed the mug, washed the bed sheet, emptied the room freshener

Geet ne poora ghar sanitize kar diya

Sab karke she lays on the bed where he had laid down and opened the notebook he was scribbling on sochke ki isko bhi jalaana hai

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Special thanks to Hira2010 for her awesomely hilarious poems