PART 10
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
But it wasn't something written, it was something drawn
It was a girl...the girl was beautiful...the sketch was itself beautiful
It was her...It was Geet...the way she slept
Maan had drawn after may be a decade. He had decided never to draw after that day
G- Maan...goldilocks you fool! You fool! You fool! You fool!
She chants up the note book
Gas jalai, ek page phada jalaya, next page then next page
Maan was also wondering ki itne saalon baad kyun usne draw kiya? Kyun wo roz Geet ke paas jaata hai? Why can't he forget her face? The serenity of her face, the innocence
Geet ek ek karke saare page jala deti hai, until she comes to page he had drawn on. She tears it out of the binding, holds it over fire lekin jalaa nahi paayi, and pulls it back before flames catch it.
Jaakar freezer mein slams it
Baaki sab jala diya aur pen bhi phek diya
She couldn't make herself do it
Ab Geet bahar gai. Wo sunday ko bhi 1 ghant ke liye hotel jati hai, baki uski shopping list wo monkey cap
Geet aaj bahar nikli to aaj sab street sabka mahaul kuch aur hi hai, sab khush hain, lovey dovey hain, streets mein flowers ki khushboo
Today is Valentine's Day
Red roses are being delivered; couples are roaming around hand in hand, some are confessing love, some are reminding, gifting each other, laughing with each other
Today was the day Maan proposed Tara and today was also the day he found that he had run away with his best friend
Maan ne bhi aaj Sunday workout and jo extra office work tha, sab kar liya
Sab karke aaj early drinking ka plan tha
Kahin sunsaan khaayi ke paas saara alcohol lekar plan set tha
He wants to know ki kitna bhi pi le, would he jump? Can he make himself jump...or would he be killed by driving drunk?
Maan baitha hi tha aur bottle kholi hi thi, bottle lips se touch ki hi thi...
Geet monkey cap ke liye pay kar rai thi
Suddenly, she felt like puking, like falling, like earth spinning out of control...in that moment she felt that familiar feeling..she felt him..she felt as she felt when he drunkly held his waist and asked her to stay
Sab chodakr Geet ne kisi se phone ki bheek mangi ek call ek call'
She doesn't have a mobile as she doesnt need a mobile. Wo hotel jaati hai, ghar aati hai, bas that's all
Phone lekar call ki Maan ko
Maan baitha hi tha aur bottle kholi hi thi, bottle lips se touch ki hi thi...phone baja...it's from an unknown number
He was irritated ki who was it to disturb
M-Hello?
G- Don't. Don't do it
M-What? Who is this?
G-It's me...umm ...Geet...
She says in a whisper
M-Geet?
G- Hmm
M-What is it? Are you ok?
First time, in God knows how many years he felt worry
G- I am fine...just don't do it
M-Do what? What are you saying?
G - You were going to...whoever you were going to do...don't do it
She whispers
Maan is silent for a moment and then he frowns
M-How..? How do you know?
G-Doesnt matter. Okay. Stop and go home
M-Are you spying on me???? Who are you?
Peeche se the person asks Geet ki phone dedo
G- Hold on please... just one minute more please...please
She beg the person
G- Dekho tum...faltu ki baatein chodo and just go home
She says over the call to Maan
G-Ulte seedhe kaam karna band karo... stop playing with fate ok...and I have to give the phone back so...please just don't
M-Where are you?
G - Supermarket
M-What place, stupid!
Geet mumbles the address
G-You don't have to come
M-Just stay there
G-There is no point in you coming. Don't come. I'll leave
Maan ne phone kaat dia
Geet returns the phone
Monkey cap bhulkar jo haath mei tha lekar bhagi
Aaj to kismat bhi saath naa de, koi taxi nahi auto nahi
She wants to leave before he gets there but she know she wont
She rips open the purchase looking for the darned gloves
A car screeches and stops
Nikla Maan
Geet starts putting on the gloves, left ka right mein ghusa rahi hai
He holds her wrist
M-Aao
Geet grows cold, hot, stumped, rooted, lightening, everything, nothing...he is so close...his hand on her wrist ...hand in hand
The gloves drop from her fingers
Geet looks at Maan with dying hope...ab to wo gai...ab bas Maan uski complain naa kar de stalker kehkar
He takes her into a lavish secluded sa restraunt where they can talk
Geet ko bithaya tapping her shoulders lightly
She keeps looking at him truly blank
M-Explain
She is silent, jut processing everything
M-Geet! Explain
She snaps out. Looking away for his face, down to those hands
She closes her eyes
G- I am psychic
M-A what?????
He raises an eyebrow
G- Some clairvoyance too...
M-Ohhh all those fraud mumbo jumbo people
She nods, eyes closed. Holding her wrist where he had held her, feeling his fingers branded there
He was looking at her
He realized that she may have felt bad by his comment
M-Hey
He says in his silky low voice
M-How and why do you know things about me? You know about everyone else too? Geet I know...you aren't any fraud you are genuine in whatever you do...you are not a cunning gold digger
G- It happens...I don't want it...it has always happened
She says bitterly but she is so happy inside, so relieved to say it out loud, to have Maan's acceptance. The whole world can go to hell
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